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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2327109724898049505</id><published>2011-12-19T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:53:50.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucid Dreams'/><title type='text'>Another Dream!</title><content type='html'>So, I got another random dream. This time it's a little random, and I don't know what the fuck is going on really but here it is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Epic Meal Dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in a&amp;nbsp;restaurant. I'm sitting at a table and just chilling for a moment. For some reason, I'm panned outside of the restaurant and it's situated in a spiraling metropolis, in the middle of a massive drop into what seems like a giant industrial storm drain with an inlaid beach and blue lake. The surrounding area is just full of long, giant fly overs, stretching hundreds of feet from the ground, with sky scrapers surrounding the drain like a cove. For some reason, it seems as though we were situated on the edge of a giant city, with the ocean view stretching far and a clean drop off some buildings after the drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My vision returns to the restaurant, and next thing I know, Celebrity Chef Wan walks in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkAk1asPSjWtT1f6lXAtVSlsCLpPzrXwDajxhF0o3xT4KyaYelJQ" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looked something like this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And then for some reason, steak appeared in front of me. We had a good chat about how good the steak was, and how that he knew what other good steak there was at this restaurant. After I had eaten my steak, another plate of sizzling steak on a hot plate arrived. It looked like a really good steak, with perfect marbling, good blood saturation and firmness. I tried the steak and Chef Wan just spoke on about how good it was. I just nodded my head in agreement.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat there in the restaurant for awhile to collect my thoughts. Then one of my bosses at work walks into the door! He looked almost 15 years younger and he came up to me with one of my&amp;nbsp;colleagues. We start to have a chat about work, and then he talks to Chef Wan. It seems as though they are familiar with each other and we sit down together to talk about life. The restaurant at this stage is empty, but the sun is still set at a mid-low 5-6 PM time, where it's not too bright, but the yellow and white glow of the sun peers through the cracks of some high rise buildings. After some while, the restaurant goes empty and I start to say my goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next scene, I'm in my car already, driving off from the restaurant. I see my driver, next to me, having a chat like he normally does. Then for some reason, we hit the barrier of the flyover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just remember going over the edge, and instinctively, looking down, I unbuckled my seat belt and opened my car door. My driver did the same and we both left my car. As we fell, I noticed the giant storm drain below and had a sigh of relief. We hit the water, and I just remember surfacing as fast as I could. I looked around and saw my driver, struggling to get out of the water. I grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him ashore the massive storm drain. For some reason, the storm drain was packed with people, just diving in and around the drain, swimming around. Some of them rushed over to see if we were ok. I looked at my driver, who looked beaten and on the brink of death, but he was fine after awhile. I looked on at my car as it sank, feeling sad that it happened, but I didn't know what really to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it. Another random dream. Shit is getting more random as I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tqz208BBi6k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2327109724898049505?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2327109724898049505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2327109724898049505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2327109724898049505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2327109724898049505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-dream.html' title='Another Dream!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tqz208BBi6k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-759662468673140585</id><published>2011-12-11T03:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T02:06:31.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'm bach.</title><content type='html'>Howdy ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in the Kay to the Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight back home was awesome. It was so windy, it was like an ADVENTURE!! Couple with children crying, people praying and flight&amp;nbsp;attendants&amp;nbsp;sighing. I, however, slept like a pig. The only time I woke up was to tell the little kid sitting behind me to stop kicking the chair. The weather didn't help either. It's always fun to approach a run-way with the plane rotating like a drill head to adjust within the degrees of precision required to determine instant death, slow burning death or safe landing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully it was a safe landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the second the seat-belt sign switched off, shot a text to Claire to grab some dinner and proceeded to get out of customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, and in true KK fashion, the power was out. Good thing my room still had power - WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sprayed some good smelling shit on myself, to get rid of all the terrible swamp ass smell and body odours. Good to get back to my&amp;nbsp;cologne&amp;nbsp;collection - CK Free &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNsfQPiXTNs/TuOyHJkYIwI/AAAAAAAAARw/goH5w5xcOiI/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNsfQPiXTNs/TuOyHJkYIwI/AAAAAAAAARw/goH5w5xcOiI/s400/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left to Right : Michelle, Claire, Me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was good seeing some old faces again after being gone for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blameitonthedrugs.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/06-Daddy-Ifan-Dafydd-Remix.m4a"&gt;Ifran Dafydd Remix - Daddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : Had to remove the video cause EMI is being a racist bitch with their region block bullshit. You can stop YouTube, but you can't stop the internet, fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-759662468673140585?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/759662468673140585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=759662468673140585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/759662468673140585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/759662468673140585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-bach.html' title='I&apos;m bach.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNsfQPiXTNs/TuOyHJkYIwI/AAAAAAAAARw/goH5w5xcOiI/s72-c/photo+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5406017311086133462</id><published>2011-12-08T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:45:40.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boxing'/><title type='text'>Defeated, but not dead.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, in boxing, I had my ass handed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me, but I don't like to lose. In fact, I don't like even being on par with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a wake up call. I can't lie to myself. I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my face that I need to dodge better.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my legs I need to be able to move better.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my arms I need to throw harder.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my fist I need to aim better.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my shoulders I need to tuck in better.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a message to my brain, I need to be the best I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opponent was faster, more technical and hit harder. I have to rise above that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;No more fatty foods.&lt;br /&gt;No more of that shit.&lt;br /&gt;Cutting out carbs. Cutting out sweets. Cutting out late nights. Cutting out on cigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna lose, I'm gonna destroy myself for it and start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5406017311086133462?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5406017311086133462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5406017311086133462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5406017311086133462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5406017311086133462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/12/defeated-but-not-dead.html' title='Defeated, but not dead.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2305237336497649945</id><published>2011-12-08T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:57:09.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>Smelly Kobus.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving back to Sabah in a couple days. I'm excited. Yet scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I scared?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not planes that scare me. It's...you see...we...we got a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utaTZQKWccU/TuCHRm9961I/AAAAAAAAARo/Uz2ZKacmqk0/s1600/Smelly+Kobus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utaTZQKWccU/TuCHRm9961I/AAAAAAAAARo/Uz2ZKacmqk0/s320/Smelly+Kobus.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;His name is Smelly Kobus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know...the idea of having a pet when I was a kid always gave me this feeling as though I was THE BEAST MASTER, COMMANDER OF ANIMALS...and shit like that. However, once the realization that this little guy will grow up to be a massive brute of a companion...a guard, a silent friend and someone who loves you undeniably...it's not gonna be an easy task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to work out stuff like a cage...do I even wanna put this guy in a cage? Dog food! Vet locations! Grooming! Taking this guy for walks! House training!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it'll be an experience for me to learn what it's like to own a dog, like...one that I have to take care of. Not...dogs that can walk and drive and talk lots of shit and stuff like that. No...this lil guy will need me, so one day...I might need him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, right now...you guys are looking at my only family member pretty much that will be with me as I go into 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mhs-DSuUpYA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2305237336497649945?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2305237336497649945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2305237336497649945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2305237336497649945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2305237336497649945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/12/smelly-kobus.html' title='Smelly Kobus.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-utaTZQKWccU/TuCHRm9961I/AAAAAAAAARo/Uz2ZKacmqk0/s72-c/Smelly+Kobus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6837773118641291049</id><published>2011-12-05T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:04:08.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucid Dreams'/><title type='text'>The Dream.</title><content type='html'>So...I've had another dream. For some reason, it included a friend in the dream, but I'm not gonna mention names, partially because it'll seem like I'm in love, or some shit like that. I don't know. I woke up, and I realized I quit smoking. I quickly wrote down the dream in my phone, just as the memory was fresh. It was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts off we're at the beach, on the tip of Borneo. You were in the ocean, by yourself, back against me. I stared at you from behind, and tried to walk forward. I couldn't. I tried pushing against this wall, yet I could not. I stood and watched helplessly. You turned around and you starred back at me. I was sad I could not join you standing in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;The next part, we were in the car. I said somethings, but you looked back as though I had no voice. I stopped talking, and sat there staring at you, smiling at your perfection, but you were looking forward, ignoring me. Eventually, you looked back with a face of disappointment. The more I stared, the sadder you became - the less I smiled, the less sad you looked. I looked away so that you no longer felt sad. Your composure returned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we were in the airport. You were walking away. We had a moment together of just standing next to each other. As we reached your terminal, you went in. No see ya laters, no emotion. I stared at you with a feeling of wanting to say goodbye, but I was ignored and walked away as you disappeared past the escalator. I realised I stopped looking because it made you happy, and that's all I wanted. As I walked away, my sight remained. You came back and peered from above, wondering why I never said good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that haunted me the most - you were smoking the entire time, and I was not. I was sad in fact, to see you smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...yeah, don't think this is just some emo post, because I seriously just wrote down how I felt in the dream the second I woke up. I was short of breath and kinda in shock. I've been pondering on what was the reasoning for the dream. What was my mind thinking? Sub-concious thoughts I'm too afraid to share? I don't know. I just *Edit: Thought* that I quit smoking through this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : Nope, I still think I'm on the rolls. But...ay, it lasted for a day at least without it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1wjTYO32Wv4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6837773118641291049?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6837773118641291049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6837773118641291049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6837773118641291049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6837773118641291049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/12/dream.html' title='The Dream.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1wjTYO32Wv4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8973220675980281122</id><published>2011-11-25T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:22:45.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rap4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paintball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nautilus Drive'/><title type='text'>Pew Pew</title><content type='html'>Thinking of getting into Paintballing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ammoland.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/RAP4-Box-Magazine-with-Nautilus-Drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://www.ammoland.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/RAP4-Box-Magazine-with-Nautilus-Drive.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OG-RNq7oRUM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8973220675980281122?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8973220675980281122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8973220675980281122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8973220675980281122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8973220675980281122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/11/pew-pew.html' title='Pew Pew'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OG-RNq7oRUM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1917080360427951998</id><published>2011-11-20T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:52:47.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever Alone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Souless</title><content type='html'>So...I'm gonna be gone for awhile. No, &lt;a href="http://www.elderscrolls.com/skyrim"&gt;I'm not slaying dragons or shit like that&lt;/a&gt;...I'm going to be back in KK soon to take care of my new dog, Smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be spending Christmas with absolutely no one as my entire family will be gone to New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/kym-assets/entries/icons/original/000/003/619/Untitled-1.jpg?1288903617" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/kym-assets/entries/icons/original/000/003/619/Untitled-1.jpg?1288903617" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to unleash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FUkLNi40Idg" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1917080360427951998?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1917080360427951998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1917080360427951998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1917080360427951998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1917080360427951998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/11/souless.html' title='Souless'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FUkLNi40Idg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1522053363198843456</id><published>2011-11-14T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:51:54.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PBF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>So...I'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pbfcomics.com/"&gt;Perry Bible Fellowship&lt;/a&gt; has started updating their comics again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weknowmemes.com/wp-content/gallery/me-gusta/me-gusta-original.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://weknowmemes.com/wp-content/gallery/me-gusta/me-gusta-original.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me Gusta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rC-7pQzoE0Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1522053363198843456?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1522053363198843456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1522053363198843456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1522053363198843456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1522053363198843456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/11/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rC-7pQzoE0Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-492099881508347994</id><published>2011-11-04T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:51:43.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bell and Ross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday 21st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watch'/><title type='text'>BEEP BEEP</title><content type='html'>BEEP,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEP BEEEEEEEP BEEP BEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEEP BEEEEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;BEEP BEEP BEEP BEP BEP BEP BEEP BEEEP BEEEEEP BEP BEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.hypebeast.com/image/2011/03/bell-ross-br-01-red-radar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://cdn.hypebeast.com/image/2011/03/bell-ross-br-01-red-radar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BR01 RED RADAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BEEP,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/krKIMV38Fww" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-492099881508347994?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/492099881508347994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=492099881508347994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/492099881508347994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/492099881508347994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/11/beep-beep.html' title='BEEP BEEP'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/krKIMV38Fww/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-368321774967049431</id><published>2011-11-01T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:44:45.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NERD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday 21st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Farting'/><title type='text'>Kapow!</title><content type='html'>Today is a new month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am living in a new month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today whilst working, I realized I am living in a new month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am really bored, whilst working, I realized I am living in a new month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized I am really random, because I am really bored, whilst working, I realized I am living in a new month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am the owner of a new B&amp;amp;R Red Radar. Thanks Mom! Awesome 21st Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bRGcDO-U8Nc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-368321774967049431?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/368321774967049431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=368321774967049431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/368321774967049431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/368321774967049431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/11/kapow.html' title='Kapow!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bRGcDO-U8Nc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-740333505400285624</id><published>2011-10-28T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T15:52:09.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday 21st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday wish'/><title type='text'>Weeee</title><content type='html'>Today I am 21 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a nice day. Today was an awesome day. Today was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up from my dream and went to work :|&lt;br /&gt;And then I decided that all I want to do now is sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But then I realised I had so much more to do.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got over being down.&lt;br /&gt;And tried hard getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a song over lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it was crap :(&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm eating gum.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going out. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;My brain will be numb ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I think this post is quite lyrical.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather just ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And get it all around my head.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, sweet dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My writing is lame.&lt;br /&gt;But then what leads to fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZSinfSue3Nw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-740333505400285624?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/740333505400285624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=740333505400285624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/740333505400285624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/740333505400285624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/10/weeee.html' title='Weeee'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZSinfSue3Nw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8511154945574238369</id><published>2011-10-25T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:34:41.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Farting'/><title type='text'>E-Gah!</title><content type='html'>Just feel like brain farting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so confused (And no, not in the sexual way). Confused with life. Where am I heading? The harder I try to make myself see forward, the positive side of things, I just see the misfitted, negative ugly side of almost everything. Maybe I'm just becoming too Cynical (Which I thought I already was doing TOO well at)? Or maybe I just have no clue what the fuck is going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Its hard to explain. Maybe I got the blues? Maybe I don't. Maybe I'm just tired - tired of being the boring old me. Maybe what I need is to get out of here. How? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like the restart of life here has put me down in some way. I don't know how - I have a great family. I'm making new friends and having a great time with old ones. I've got an excellent job. It's not that I'm ungrateful, I am freakin grateful and blessed with such things. There are more unfortunate people out there. I just feel like I could do more. I could be more.&amp;nbsp;I'm not happy with so many things - The more I know, the less I know. Some inverse bullshit going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE : Wrote this after a fuckin harsh day. Dream crushed but, eh, I got over it. Reading this article and the one before made me look slightly mad. But maybe I am!? Dun dun dunnnn~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/aAtlBM9iK_U"&gt;The Servant - Liquefy&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;pretty much describes how I feel :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8511154945574238369?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8511154945574238369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8511154945574238369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8511154945574238369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8511154945574238369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-gah.html' title='E-Gah!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8195636240212507984</id><published>2011-10-24T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T03:25:09.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything and anything'/><title type='text'>Azztonished!</title><content type='html'>So, it's been awhile since I've updated. Work has been a hectic train ride! And by train ride I mean, roller coaster and by hectic I mean, unpredictable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been moved to KL and have been here for the past 2 months (Funnily enough, I had only packed clothes for a week). Interestingly enough, the choice to come here was my own. I told myself that living in KK was better. I had friends, family and everything I wanted. I came to KL knowing nobody, expecting a life-style of just simply living at home, day in - day out at the office. Oddly enough, I felt that I needed to be taken out of my comfort zone. I felt that challenging myself to brave an unknown was what I needed. So far, I'm enjoying it. I've made new friends. I've reconnected with old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of if I regret making the decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda feels good living out of a bag and working long hours and odd days. Maybe I've just become a glutton for suffering, but I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I think I'm over it. I'm not sure. I don't expect to know what I'm talking about. But I think I am. But I feel like I shouldn't. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, other than the odd-personal jibe there. And pretty much the post. Expecting a long philosophical spiel here? Well, guess what? You're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here is a song I just felt like hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-l-AxZIdq4E" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8195636240212507984?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8195636240212507984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8195636240212507984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8195636240212507984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8195636240212507984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/10/azztonished.html' title='Azztonished!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-l-AxZIdq4E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1688988062010032514</id><published>2011-09-02T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:08:21.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beartato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face sticking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nedroid'/><title type='text'>Old Tales Part #1</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, my grandma used to tell me that if I kept stupid faces, one day it'd stick when the wind blew past. I never really knew what it meant, but I was always afraid that if I did a stupid face my grandma would be right and I'll look stupid FOREVER. Come to think of it, I never had the courage to ask this question : What if the wind already blew in my face :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly old memories that serve for a good quick laugh. Reading this comic from Nedroid brightened my day too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Face It" height="640" src="http://nedroid.com/comics/2010-12-03-beartato-facefreeze.png" width="514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nedroid.com/2010/12/face-it/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Listen to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/2Gn9A-kdsRo"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald - Cry Me a River&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;--- Just such a soulful tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1688988062010032514?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1688988062010032514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1688988062010032514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1688988062010032514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1688988062010032514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-tales-part-1.html' title='Old Tales Part #1'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7586404909315652442</id><published>2011-08-16T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:24:48.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shooting'/><title type='text'>Lock Stock and...</title><content type='html'>More recently with me, I've been really interested in target shooting. Being back in Malaysia has unlocked the inner bad-ass in me that has always been trying to break out. In Australia, I would never get the chance to visit the shooting range untill I got home on holiday, and even when I was back home, my age limited me to going with my brother or dad (Which was often, but not often enough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to now, visiting the shooting range has left me slightly wanting...MORE. It feels thrilling putting 15 rounds into a target the shape of Bin Laden, but it made me realise one more thing - I'm actually not too bad at it (Humble award of the Year) but seriously, the difference between video games and real-life is just...&amp;nbsp;indescribable. So many people I know love guns, but have never shot one. Nothing wrong with liking things, but I mean...I think EVERYONE should at least try shooting a gun under supervision at least once in their life. The raw power of the Glock 18's hammer smashing down on that bullet, sliding back to eject the casing and hoping that last shot you did lined up with your target is awesome, or the thrill of calling pull and aiming your barrel up to a small flying disc and pulling that trigger, obliterating the clay pigeon into fragments is an awesome feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to other news, my dog should be arriving in 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But loving life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuff Said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, listen to this song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/fiMk1HI9yh8"&gt;2AM Club - Worry About You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7586404909315652442?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7586404909315652442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7586404909315652442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7586404909315652442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7586404909315652442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/08/lock-stock-and.html' title='Lock Stock and...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5461767320176574397</id><published>2011-08-09T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T03:31:20.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Wisdom from me #1 - Durrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Life, is like a raging tornado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It pulls you in, tears you to&amp;nbsp;shreds, and scatters your heart all over the place. You eventually die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That or a box of chocolates. Come to think of it, who the hell wrote Forrest Gump? That was a trippy ass movie"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cartenman, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my new favorite smiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;\m/,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Throwing dem Horns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aight, back to work. At 3:30 AM cause I ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5461767320176574397?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5461767320176574397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5461767320176574397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5461767320176574397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5461767320176574397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/08/wisdom-from-me-1-durrrr.html' title='Wisdom from me #1 - Durrrr'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-361319997522250777</id><published>2011-08-02T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T19:40:31.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boxing'/><title type='text'>Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a good day. It was the first time in almost a year I had been boxing. It makes me sad to say, but I look back now and I regret the times I never took the&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to really push myself. For some reason, last night ignited this feeling in me. I told myself "Yeah, let's do this!" but it always ends up with me being at home, playing some video games. It was different this time. I actually went, and I remembered the good times I had training in Melbourne. It was a good feeling to try a new drill, getting back my footwork, learning my mistakes with different people and different perspectives. I miss the times that I would go to training, drained and not wanting to be there - half an hour in and I loved it. I loved the burn, the torment and the sweat. I had the opportunity to go over some light sparring with our state champ and my friend, Sam, and the little trick, Arthur, who both pointed out my weaknesses and gave me the opportunity to minutely experience the feelings of a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to note :&lt;br /&gt;- Bend my knees and stop my bad habit of dragging my leg like a cripple.&lt;br /&gt;- Use my long reach for jabs and set ups.&lt;br /&gt;- I fumble a lot when I try to block fast combos (Opening my guard to paddle a body shot and getting met with a cross to the face is not a good thing)&lt;br /&gt;- I hate southpaws (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of having friends to push me to train reminded of my friends in Melbourne. The memorable times of when we all burnt ourselves at training, after training hang outs, going over something to talk about at the table, the mutual feeling of pushing ones self is so unique, it's almost a high. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-361319997522250777?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/361319997522250777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=361319997522250777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/361319997522250777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/361319997522250777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/08/phoenix.html' title='Phoenix'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2790821370938743804</id><published>2011-07-28T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:16:20.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind Fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucid Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep shit'/><title type='text'>Lucid Glory.</title><content type='html'>Like most people, I dream. Once in awhile, I have those dreams where you just can't shake, hauntingly beautiful dreams. You wake up, confused and wondering if what your in now was the dream and what you were dreaming was the reality. If only. The one beauty of dreams for me is the strangeness of the emotional roller coaster that you go through. I would always feel really really sad, yet incredibly happy at realistically, depressing shit. You feel weird, but totally in control of it all, like let's say your falling off a cliff and looking back at your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my most&amp;nbsp;reoccurring&amp;nbsp;dreams, which were so vivid and lucid in nature I actually thought were real, was a dream I had that I was beheaded. It was set in this&amp;nbsp;forest&amp;nbsp;and for some reason I was riding away on a horse for some reason. Then I looked back and the next thing I knew was my head flying out of control. The weird thing was that my head was totally&amp;nbsp;conscious! A&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;out of body experience ho ho ho (Get it, cause it's in a dream and I was beheaded...I try). The weird thing was that this dream has been replayed in my mind since I was a kid. I was probably 7 or 8 when I first had this dream. I'm 20, turning on 21 and I have it every once in awhile, and it's always haunts me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another recent dream which scared me the most was a dream I had when I had just started work in KL. It was about an escalator. This dream is a little creepy, so please don't fret, I'm not mad (Or am I?). It started off as me just taking the escalator up, with all these people there. I was just standing there, everyone in the dream was solid stiff. Half way up this never ending escalator, it stopped. The people on the escalator just stood there, emotionless. I looked around and was wondering what the hell was going on. I looked down and the escalator just felt really menacing. Then, like a switch was flicked, the steps for the escalator just turned flat (Like a slide), there were even gaps into an abyss of nothingness. All these people started sliding down the escalator, like mannequins. Some were even getting stuck between the gaps, getting crushed like wood at the bodies sliding down. Like a ghost, I just stood there watching everything, a constant stream of bodies piling up. Then the escalator steps just crashed down, chomping down on the people getting stuck and the steps breaking down like a giant wave of metal and pain. Then I woke up. You know when you wake up thinking to yourself that that was a weird dream? Yeah, no more shisha before bed-time for me! I logged onto the computer and checked the news (It's just what I do). This is what I saw on the front page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailychilli.com/news/12690-1-dead-dozens-hurt-in-escalator-crush"&gt;1 Dead, Dozens Hurt in Escalator Crash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbVG_gWBfZg/TjFvB6WNPqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/amLLLXurqjU/s1600/Total+Mindfuck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbVG_gWBfZg/TjFvB6WNPqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/amLLLXurqjU/s400/Total+Mindfuck.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Old drawing I did pretty much summed up my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me that is not an epic mind fuck. I had never started a day feeling like I should enjoy life more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/922600697483273102-2790821370938743804?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2790821370938743804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2790821370938743804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2790821370938743804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2790821370938743804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/lucid-glory.html' title='Lucid Glory.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbVG_gWBfZg/TjFvB6WNPqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/amLLLXurqjU/s72-c/Total+Mindfuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3040837199833189667</id><published>2011-07-23T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:50:54.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Good is Food</title><content type='html'>So my shipment from Australia has arrived today at KK Airport (YAY!) Thanks to Gabriel Goh and his family for helping me out. I got to contact an agent later and see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been wondering for quite awhile about which may be potentially the best food dishes in KK. I know, this is a stupid question (Because all food in KK is awesome) but like, if 3 places sold Chicken chops, which is potentially the best Chicken chop of em all? I might have to spend some time..."researching" my results in the coming weeks and hopefully compile together a massive collection of pictures and foods and rate the food catergories based on individual dishes. Like, #1 Chicken Chop in KK - Tian Tian Lai's Chicken Chop (Which I think is amazing AND cheap!) but others might disagree, but then why read my blog? Disagreement is like saying you don't agree with justice and righteousness! You'd just end up being wrong 78% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, onto a different topic...I'm thinking of a tattoo. Not getting one just yet, but drawing one. All I need now is a drawing board to see the end product. I'm getting inspired by Arabic Script, as I once saw this awesome logo that was in Arabic writing formed together to make the shape of a Panther. It looked SOMETHING like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScA12KEzHQ4/TipTG5DT7iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b1ffyGEgroI/s1600/Panther+Arabic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScA12KEzHQ4/TipTG5DT7iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b1ffyGEgroI/s320/Panther+Arabic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Except the Panther looked WAY more Badass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also an Arabic Shark and Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly though, it was the logo for some Terrorist group, but still, very artistic regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, listen to this wicked song! &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/9HVSReWgBrQ"&gt;Lil Wayne - Anne (Stan Part 2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3040837199833189667?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3040837199833189667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3040837199833189667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3040837199833189667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3040837199833189667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-is-food.html' title='Good is Food'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ScA12KEzHQ4/TipTG5DT7iI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b1ffyGEgroI/s72-c/Panther+Arabic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1779139061489791153</id><published>2011-07-18T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:22:12.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia Jobless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unemployment'/><title type='text'>The day the stupid ruled our world.</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about how our unemployment rate for fresh grads was going up, meaning that things are not going good for people who have attended the tertiary level education course of life (Aka, Uni). I presented the case that many of the people who were entering the work force and finishing their degrees in...well, let's say Bachelor of Art (Majoring in Political History), were expecting unrealistically high paying salaries and assuming themselves relatively highly skilled. Experience, apparently is not relative to salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2011%2F7%2F17%2Fnation%2F9103031&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2011%2F7%2F17%2Fnation%2F9103031&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right. I really HOPED that my generation was smart, realistic people. I was wrong. This should however NOT discourage people from disregarding university altogether, as we still do need highly skilled Malaysians. We need SMART people - people who would not simply fall under the generation of stupidity. I want to think that we are people who are realistic. We are hard working. We are Malaysians, not Singaporeans who speak with American accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could possibly pull shit like this off in developed countries like the US (Who are in a trillion dollar debt, high unemployment etc...) or Australia, where people are paid according to what the job entails - NOT what they are capable of doing. Australia for example, once upon a time, had this fantastic law which made employers (You know, the people who are making the private sector function) have more power by assigning each employee to create a contractual agreement with their employment. It was called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WorkChoices"&gt;WorkChoices&lt;/a&gt;. It meant that potential employees went to businesses, and bartered with them agreements in relation to their salary (Or really simply put, what they were worth). A less skilled or obviously less experienced employee was paid less than someone, who for example, was highly skilled and had a broader experience in the industry. Who could you blame? Employers? No WAY. People who were paid less were due to the fact that they did not meet the standard EXPECTED of them. Meaning, many slobs were originally actually getting paid MORE than they were worth. Unfortunately, as democracy normally leads on too, the stupid masses of people who disagreed with it (And going by Australia's VERY equal social standing) thought that if "Jono" over there was getting paid more than "Murry", "Chriso", "Dazza" or "Bazza" over here, it isn't fair. Is it fair that a brutally honest and FAIR idea fails to the torrent&amp;nbsp;stupidity&amp;nbsp;and ignorance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for those who could afford it, with the high level of fresh grads coming from overseas as well adopt this blind Western policy of equality into mean backward Mr. Malaysia, Who, in case your wondering, has the&amp;nbsp;furthest level of inequality between the rich and poor in the entire world. Are you saying that is wrong? You can't answer that - Because to say that we deserve more equality makes you a corrupt communist pig and to say that it is right to have such a extreme power bracket makes you look like an elitist liberal prick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we can do, as Malaysians, is educate our people better. Sure, RM2200 salary may seem like a terrible deal considering someone probably payed over RM248,000 for his son to attend University in (To pick a random country) Melbourne, Australia. But isn't that why we..well, work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, listen to this awesome song from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0z7MP7mLcIo"&gt;Wiz Khalifa - When I'm Gone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1779139061489791153?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1779139061489791153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1779139061489791153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1779139061489791153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1779139061489791153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-stupid-ruled-our-world.html' title='The day the stupid ruled our world.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5731615296146233504</id><published>2011-07-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:30:56.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Liek Turtles</title><content type='html'>So, I've been thinking about the things that are totally legal to do/own in Malaysia and one of the things was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaredh4.edublogs.org/files/2011/05/Animal.discovery.com-alligator-snapping-turtle-q2prxp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://jaredh4.edublogs.org/files/2011/05/Animal.discovery.com-alligator-snapping-turtle-q2prxp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Say hello to Mr Alligator Snapping Turtle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These things are the biggest freshwater turtles in the world (One grew over 30 inches in size and weighed about 315 lbs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are beautiful. Armed with extremely strong jaws, they tear through most things (Including fingers, bones and all!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Looking around quickly online, these things are entertaining. They can be groomed to feed on live mice, fish and frogs, tearing them apart with their front claws, chomped tight between their massive jaws. Glorious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is required that all owners have a license to own one, so making it relatively legal (Obviously owning one without a license is an attraction to trouble).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know where my first pay check is going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PS :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Watch this for mo info...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voYDOBcRGkI"&gt;Alligator Snapping Turtle Awesome Feeding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5731615296146233504?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5731615296146233504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5731615296146233504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5731615296146233504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5731615296146233504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-liek-turtles.html' title='I Liek Turtles'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4721612753392414005</id><published>2011-07-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:40:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm (Coming) Home!</title><content type='html'>So, the internet has been down for the pass couple of days at my Uncle's place. It's been a slow week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on to other news,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first week of work this week. It was good, and I felt like I really did something with my life. I'm slowly earning my moneyz, but I feel like...I'm assimilated. I've joined that group of people that "Once were" in terms of once were young. Typing that line made me feel very downz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also! I'm heading back home today. For some reason, I woke up and Diddy's "I'm Coming Home" was playing in my head. My body screams with excitement! I even stubbed my foot when I got out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;(^ This is old news, I already arrived but the internetz in KL failed to update my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it feels good to be home. On Saturday, two parties were on. One was in Melbourne, the other in KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Tan, my bro (Who happens to be a girl) in Melbourne had her 21st at Crown, and danced the night away at Silkroad with all her friends and family. Unfortunately, I was unable to attend the&amp;nbsp;glamorous&amp;nbsp;event, so it saddens me that I couldn't celebrate it with my friends, but it makes me happy to know that they are having a good time regardless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Chai, my wolfpack brudderrrr in Kuala Lumpur had a humble gathering at his place in Puchong, where we drank beer and did the sumazau. It was an awesome night, filled with "LOLing" and us watching Abraham's "Interview" about the comparisons between drinking Beer and Mount Kinabalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good few days, being back in Malaysia, meeting up with friends here and having a good time, but I still think what it'll be like if I were back in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4721612753392414005?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/4721612753392414005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=4721612753392414005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4721612753392414005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4721612753392414005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;m (Coming) Home!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3108541091218624326</id><published>2011-07-06T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T15:25:34.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia Jobless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobless'/><title type='text'>The Jobless and the Delusional</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/7/6/parliament/9036054&amp;amp;sec=parliament"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/7/6/parliament/9036054&amp;amp;sec=parliament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Above link relates to what I want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is funny? An article released by The Star recently stated that our jobless rate in Malaysia has actually dropped, but the graduate jobless rate increased. This is actually really sad, because it is saying either A) We have too many smart people who are actually losing out OR B) There are too many stupid people with degrees, owing some explanation to our education system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night infact, I was going down the lift with my family when one of the&amp;nbsp;neighbors, who had recently returned from Switzerland, complained that he couldn't find a job for almost a year. I thought to my self "Wow, job market is that bad? What a tough break", then he said this..."Yeah, I can't believe it's so hard to find a job, I mean, nobody wants to pay me 8000 a month when the "Mat Salehs" get paid almost RM15k salary!". Woah, hold on there...this guy was complaining that nobody wanted to pay him RM8000 a month salary for a fresh grad civil engineer? No. Fuckin. Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, any grad who expects to get paid that much in Malaysia is DELUSIONAL. Malaysia's top 10% salary earners earn roughly only RM10,000 a month. Seriously. I mean, for me, I started work not even knowing what I'll get paid. I'm hoping for a RM2k Salary REALISTICALLY. I've always had the view that If people wanted to earn a higher salary, they'd work overseas, in a country where the conversion rate would work to their benefit! If people wanted to get rich, they'd start a business in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless, it saddens me that my generation, a generation of hopefuls, dreamers and high achievers, are also becoming unrealistic, spoilt and over-expectant. If we are the future, then the future is looking pretty darn dim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3108541091218624326?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3108541091218624326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3108541091218624326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3108541091218624326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3108541091218624326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/jobless-and-delusional.html' title='The Jobless and the Delusional'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2048681797004652331</id><published>2011-07-05T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:24:29.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Cog in the machine</title><content type='html'>Today, is my first day of actual work. I find the whole experience interesting and some what liberating. For the first time, I'm doing something which has a pay check attached to it (I think so, anyway!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my own little office, and I'm just sitting here, drawing up brochure designs and going over old marketing material. Fun fun fun fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to other things, I had lunch yesterday at this place called "Alexis". To say the least, Alexis was amazing (hur hur hur). Love the interior design of the place, part veranda, part barn, all class. Food was good too, had an Alexis Burger, patty and ingredients were relatively fresh - tasted good too! Only gripe was that the bread was tad bit too soft, meaning that the burger broke apart as it laid in the meat juice goodness. First thing that came to mind was "Where was the tooth pick they stick into the burger?" But then I realised I wasn't in Australia anymore. The burger came with some shoe string fries, which I found incredibly tedious to eat with my fork (Being the posh place this was, eating with hands seemed out of place). It was...an interesting meal, I would probably say that it'd be best enjoyed more with friends, rather then after work, alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think what is interesting about moving back to Malaysia was the way people prepared their food. It became increasingly obvious that many people started becoming gastronomers, which was (I think so anyway) a good thing. It meant that people were becoming more aware of what they ate (I remember going to the super market and asked a lady who had samples of some special "Japanese" chicken if they were free-range. She replied "Nope, but they are 40 RM for 3 fillets." I tasted the chicken, smiled and was on my way".) The grocers here really have a good selection of things, however I find that the real passion chef culture, so evident in Melbourne, is just not alive here in Malaysia. People like to watch channels like AFC (Asian Food Channel) yet many of the people cooking still are either the hubbies or maids or both (crude joke, I know). I think what needs to be done is someone to invigorate the male cooks, to inspire them. In the coming weeks, I'm gonna start writing up some good recipes for MEN. It will be epic. Not EpicMealTime epic, but along those lines and feeding for one (Or two, for the whipped) - Let's get jiggy!...a couple weeks from now :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Check this song out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1VW9sfZQ7E8"&gt;Lil Wayne - How to Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2048681797004652331?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2048681797004652331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2048681797004652331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2048681797004652331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2048681797004652331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/cog-in-machine.html' title='Cog in the machine'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8150653219020804451</id><published>2011-07-02T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:21:57.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair Cut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving On'/><title type='text'>Today was a Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S14gNWKpcgA/Tg3qc5BjDzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hUpNc0Nf9mw/s1600/image201107010001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S14gNWKpcgA/Tg3qc5BjDzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hUpNc0Nf9mw/s320/image201107010001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm actually not very pretty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Today, I had finally got around to getting a hair cut. It is now short, soft and actually shows that I have a forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on to other news, I'm feeling ready for work. After much self-pity and wallowing, no more emo shit. I want money. I want it all. I started my first day today and I actually like it - sitting at a desk, drawing, designing and typing shit out. I could do this for like...a really long time! Then it clicked, I have to have a goal. I thought that it may seem hard, or impossible for many, but I want it so bad, I'd even move to Sarawak to meet contracts just to get it (I know right - SARAWAK!), I want to earn my first Million, before I'm 24. And not the million dollars in worth, no I'm talking cash worth. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had some bitchin Korean food tonight (Mr Lim's Korean BBQ @ Damansara Plaza), walked in and said "An Ha Se Yo" which is (I think) how you say "Hello" in Korean. The greeter (Who looked like Mr Lim, judging from the comical sign image) actually thought I was Korean and smiled and started speaking Korean with an enthusiasm only found when one finds out that he is not actually the last person on Earth. It's actually a sad sight when you have to explain to someone in English that your actually not Korean, and the person looks back at you, right in the eyes, and you can see the shimmering tear forming on his eye, with a facial expression that is slightly sad, slightly disappointed. I still ate his food though, and it was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But other than that, I dunno why but more recently I'm finding that I really, really enjoy Metal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/364272/2/istockphoto_364272-silver-fork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/364272/2/istockphoto_364272-silver-fork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And not just of the cutlery kind!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm finding that "Bring Me the Horizon" has some amazing instrumental talent behind it. I first heard Chelsea Smile by BMTH and thought it was amazing, then I found Alligator Blood and Diamonds Aren't Forever are totally bitchin too :O Blacklist is also awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I've been thinking of something to draw, and I finally came to a conclusion on what I would draw :) It's a secret, but it's gonna be awesome sauce (I semi-promise).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay Tuned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8150653219020804451?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8150653219020804451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8150653219020804451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8150653219020804451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8150653219020804451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-was-friday.html' title='Today was a Friday.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S14gNWKpcgA/Tg3qc5BjDzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hUpNc0Nf9mw/s72-c/image201107010001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4874360943055150232</id><published>2011-07-01T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T02:36:00.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving On'/><title type='text'>Wanna talk about your feelings?</title><content type='html'>So, I am in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always joked with my friends when there was a brief moment of silence in conversation about "Wanna talk about your feelings?". Now it's just silence since I'm alone. And I feel like talking about feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my 8 hour flight, thinking long and hard as to what I had ahead of me in life. It feels that the more I thought, the more blank it became. I had a rough image of what would happen, get a job, see myself working daily, adopting a new lifestyle etc..., but I also saw a slight failure in myself. I had put myself in the position that I was in now. I had rushed myself through the door, and nobody can take the blame except me. I watched the last video I recorded on my phone with everyone around me. It felt good seeing the faces of friends, but never the thought of not knowing how they were feeling, what they were up too, felt...weird. Sorry if this sounds extremely clingy, but losing years of friendship makes you realise how important your friends really were in defining who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi-depressed, but taking solace in the fact that I had my family with me. It saddens me that life has become slightly less gleaming with potential as when I first saw it in first year University. It's like that little bit of hope I had in humanity dropped a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an emotional journey for the past couple of days for me - an internal struggle of happyness and sadness. It made me realise many things about myself, and of my friends around me. I realised that, despite the high level of emotional buzz going through my head, I had to rationalise my thoughts. There were times I felt like saying so many things, times where I felt helplessness and thinking it was the end of it all and times where I was ready to just step up to the challenge of growing up. Bipolar for a week so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing that was on my mind, leaving Melbourne was something that I had to write down to get my mind off it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that Person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alot of internal debate, questioning, moral and immoral dilemmas, I thought you were the one. You passed my tests, you were actually awesome to hang out with, down to Earth and just overall cool. I don't know why I'm thinking about you, when I clearly shouldn't. I'd normally mark you as "No go" but there are just somethings about you that makes me want to know more. However, I knew it wouldn't work. It couldn't work. I was in this position of even if I said anything, what could have been the bottom line of it all? What could I have said that could change everything? Nothing. It would fail, and no one would have won in the end. It makes me sad to say it, because if only things were different - If only I had more time to see how things played out. You are my only regret leaving Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4874360943055150232?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/4874360943055150232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=4874360943055150232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4874360943055150232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4874360943055150232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/07/feelings-nothing-but-some.html' title='Wanna talk about your feelings?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3432009275638695277</id><published>2011-06-25T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T15:38:54.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smashed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neverland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hangover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neverland sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hungover'/><title type='text'>Clubbing, for the final time.</title><content type='html'>So, last night marked the 2nd time I ever got drunk. 1st time I got smashed. And not just the everything is blurry, eyes start to wobble, your feet start to give way, and your head is just filled with a constant hum. This was a true to the name, smashed. It got so bad, I had to have my friends carrying me out of the club. Doing a shot of a bottle of Johnny Walker Black would do that too you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does it feel like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, can't really remember. I was so fucked, all I remember was being in the outside court and just being a little hazy in the head with everyone, and next thing I knew I was just knocked the fuck out - Mind mashed. I remember Ken and Mikey saying to me "Take a step bro, take a step" and me willing myself to take a step. Then black out. The next thing was, Jewellia washing my face and wiping the vomit off me and looking at my arm thinking "What the fuck is going on?!?" (Kinda like in The Hangover). Then I blacked out again. I woke up this morning at 9 AM. I dunno where I was, what I was wearing and what the hell just happened. Checked for a shirt, nope, checked for some pants, nope, checked for boxers? Phew, check to that. The first thing I realised when I awoke from my drunken dirt nap "Wait a second, this isn't my bed room". I fumbled around to get out of bed, legs still in their jelly form. The realization that your hung over takes a few seconds. What is this funny feeling of wanting to vomit when you wake up? Why do I feel like taking a massive dump? Why does my head hurt? Where are my pants??&amp;nbsp;I stumbled outside and realized we were in the apartment we rented. If you've never been smashed before, prepare to probably reach the most confused state of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in between? Here's the goss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most stories, it all started off relatively happy and innocent. Everyone was waiting in line to get into the club (Neverland) - unfortunately, alot of people who came to see me off were kicked at the door, despite us having a table and having to suffer stupidly long lines.&amp;nbsp;Apparently, a 1:1 girl guy ratio is not good enough, demanding an unreasonable 2:1 girl guy ratio. Neverland can go fuck itself and I hope the place burns to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got into the club. Got to our table and found some people SITTING at our table. Gab told them to kindly get the fuck out and take their shit. They left. Feeling slightly King shit, we sat down, ordering a bottle of JD and Johnny Walker. After alot of frustration over friends not getting in, and sloppy cleaners (A cleaner knocked a glass of something over Claire's leg). What a way to start the night :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all things aside, everyone started to relax. Everyone had a glass of whiskey and wished me leave from Australia. It was also Elysia's Birthday (Happy Birthday!) - Then we partied, we danced, sang along, did shots and just chilled. Then came the moment of truth - we were deciding if we should have left to go to another club. Being the King shit that I was, I thought "Yeah, let's finish the drinks and bail. My friends over a hyped up club ANY day." We walked back to the table, and tried to see what poison we had to drink. There was a full pitcher of Johnny Walker and 1/5 a pitcher of JD. Falling into peer pressure, I thought "Fuck it" and just downed both pitchers. I wanted to gag. I then decided I'll try wash it down with water (Which turned out to be Sprite. I tried to down that too (Got half way) but finally my senses came to and knew that if I drank anymore, I'd be puking then and there. I stopped and put down the drinks. With the cheers of my friends, I smiled - despite my body screaming at me and sending nicely written "Fuck you" messages to my brain, brain thinking he's all smug and shit, chooses to challenge body. Big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to go dance. Non stop, just fuckin mashing out to the tunes with the homies. You know what happened? I lost sense of feeling. I probably got foot stabbed at least ten times from the beautiful women in their long stilettos who were just getting their groove on at the dance floor. I just didn't care. Then, came the sound cut out. My head just filled with this buzz, part snare drum, part machine gun. It was coming. That daunting feeling of knowing that you're going past the tipsy level, unlocking that horrible 3rd seal. Then came the wobble. Then came the "I'm ok, I'm ok". Then came the "Where am I and why does my head hurt?" moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much it. There are some videos, but I will need to edit them in order to actually see anything. Wish my luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this was it, going out with a bang on my final clubbing session with the boys. The last immature thing to do, for all the most mature reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3432009275638695277?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3432009275638695277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3432009275638695277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3432009275638695277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3432009275638695277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/06/1st-time-getting-smashed.html' title='Clubbing, for the final time.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6550314320020576852</id><published>2011-06-22T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T18:20:47.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Too long!</title><content type='html'>You know what is funny? Not writing for so long. It turns your spelling to shit, it makes everything you do rubbish, and you forget what it is like to write extended amounts of words - without an aim or a goal. This is me. I forgot what it was like to write/type. I forgot what it was like to enjoy spending long nights, writing to yourself about what you think about. It's a good feeling to get inspired once in awhile : Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I inspired about? Me, leaving - leaving a place I called 'Home" for the past 9 years. Leaving this place made me look back on the times of fun I had with friends, it made me realise who was important in life - people. It brought me back to the times when I was in high school, with people I called friends, and all the adventures I had with them. It was a good, younger time ago. Now, I'm older than I've ever been (Geddit??) but I feel like the first day of my new life in Melbourne, waking up at 7 AM for my first day at school, mom banging on the door to wake me up and my brother wailing back at her about hating waking up, was just like yesterday (Cliche much??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what is new with me? Freedom, or what I think I have now. University, a chapter 3 and a half years long in my life, is over. It is done with and it is completed. I finished my exams last Friday (17th of June 2011). A semester longer than I had intended, and I think this was probably the best thing that has happened for me. Staying longer than I intended that is. It made me meet new people, create new friends (Even brothers) and it all made me realise the reality of things. Life is so not mundane as some people say. The worst things that could happen to me now are no where as close as how hard it could be for others. I look at the things that mattered and I wondered - was it really that bad? If the bad things happened, would I be who I am today? No. I think I'd still be naive, immature and young. Turning points in life that you don't notice till you really stand back and think "Damn, I'm old".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for those who didn't know, I'm getting deported. I'm living on my last 8 days in Melbourne - banned from the country I called home for 3 years. In other words, I am an illegal immigrant. Funny, considering Australia and Malaysia is going through a refugee exchange program right now. I think the biggest fear for me wasn't knowing that I was fucked. I knew I was leaving, but leaving early was just a small downside. The biggest fear was ending up in a detention center. I looked at this experience as something of a lesson. Hay, I'm the first person I know getting deported, so I couldn't draw on the massive experience of my friends. Thank goodness Australian immigration are not horrible, racist bastards I thought they would have been. They were just normal people - some were even ex-migrants themselves who chose to call Australia home. I leave on Thursday next week (30th of June), yet I don't know how to feel. Sad? Not really. Happy? Can't say that either. I'm kinda just feeling all...meh about it. People have asked me if I will miss Melbourne...I will, but no way as much as I will miss the people. The friends I made here...I find that the longer I stayed in Melbourne, the less friends I had back home. Not to say that I don't miss my friends back in Malaysia, but it just feels different knowing I may never see alot of my friends back here. The feeling will not be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of friends, I felt like just writing to them to tell me how I felt, no homo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My DRC brothers, my compadres, the people I see all day, you were my closest confidants. You would have seen the dorky side of me, the side where I would talk about poop, whilst eating a burger and you'd all choke. The dirty side of me too, the side where I could never expose to a stranger, my dirty jokes and my testosterone fueled one liners about the opposite sex. My racist jokes, despite knowing probably one of the most awesome half-Indians in the world. I looked up to you guys as the guys who couldn't let me down, and you haven't. Bitches be snitchez and ya'll be my bitchez. Let's sign off 2011 as a fuckin awesome year as we go together into 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scotty &amp;amp; Seb (Omni) - the two people I considered the best damn mother fuckers from Ivanhoe Grammar. Ya'll have been my bros since I first came to Australia, the people I could have long night philosophical discussions with, despite my warped sense of logic and humor. Ya'll accepted me for who I was and I loved you guys for it (No homo). Come down to Malaysia more please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire, Tien, Winston, Nicky, the girls and boyfriends - It was good to have friends who were sane in Melbourne - you guys probably kept me controlled most of the time by toning down the hormones and just being overall chilled out people. Those clubbing, dinners and late night dessert sessions we had were good memories that will probably make me miss Melbourne a lot. Sorry I can't make it to your 21st Claire, I know we've been friends since forever and it pains me not to be there. I hope you enjoy your 21st and make it awesome (As I know you would).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My University friends (Irish Dave, Leo, Ad Lads, PR Pros and everyone), ya'll made university for me. Had I not met crazy mother fuckers like ya'll, I'd probably have hated Uni. The late night sessions with the IT gang, filled with talking about video games, coding in Apache and all the stupid shit that we hated were enjoyable because you guys made it enjoyable. The Ad Lads - probably the most unstoppable badass group of dudes to have ever invaded the advertising course, we rocked the socks off Julie, who would have thought the only group of ONLY guys in Advertising would be the best? PR Pros, another group of rag-tag muffin munchers who made PR a joke. The magic tricks mixed with the long hours of writing out disaster plans actually made the course worth while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those I left out, just know that you all mean alot to me too - ya'll have made me who I was, and I thank you for it. Or maybe I just didn't like you enough to write about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the plan now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packing up 9 years of things that mattered to me is no easy task, but it is something that I will HAVE to do. It will be an emotional, semi-tiring and somewhat joyous thing to do. Also, there will be alot of videos I will be taking to document every step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya'll on the flip side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/922600697483273102-6550314320020576852?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6550314320020576852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6550314320020576852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6550314320020576852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6550314320020576852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2011/06/too-long.html' title='Too long!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6895027689287794310</id><published>2009-12-07T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:53:39.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trifactor Days</title><content type='html'>This is a run down of the past 3 days!! Respectively the 4th, 5th and 6th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Day &lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; I woke up relatively early. Again. 9 AM is such a normal time to me now. My days feel longer and I get that feeling of satisfaction of saying I've done most of what I want to do today. Thumbs up to myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also woke up and intended to go for breakfast, but alas was met with my brother's boss at my door. Now, that was a wake up. But luckily, he was a friendly man, who from slight inspection, lived relatively close "by the book" and in a metaphorical sense. Not...literally a book which he carries with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also figured out how to bypass the connection shaping protocol, using a uTorrent client. I beat TM Sux!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight...went to watch the Super Fight, LIVE!! Our tale of take, brought to you b- wait this isn't the UFC?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it was BJJ Borneo's Blue Belt fight...which was pretty much just Allen "Bajau" Chong vs Darren "Lamb" Low. The fight went for 2 rounds, gi and no gi, both of which were pretty intense. However, the size difference in both combatants was obvious. Pictures to come in the form of a album on Facebook!! We went for supper, drinks and relaxation after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we watched "The Hangover" till about 5 AM. It inspires the need for me to visit Las Vegas at least once in my life!! It also created for some good quotes and one liners. Join the Wolf Pack!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;"9"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;, it was a relatively relaxing day. And by relaxing I meant I stayed at home for a majority of it. Just chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a farewell lunch for Chico at Fish &amp;amp; Co at Warisan, before heading off to drop Chico at the AirAsia terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I drove off to my old school, Kinabalu International School, for the school bazaar!! Something which I clearly remember from the old days. I suppose it was pretty memorable and fun for the students there too. I purchased 2 beers for the whole time I was there :-P And took a few photos with my Uncle's Camera. I wonder where all that money went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;gt;Ten&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;, I woke up at 7:37 AM. I took a shower and went to perform my daily internet tasks but then felt tired and went to bed to rest. I awoke at 1:23 PM!! Epic nap is epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relatively&amp;nbsp;lazy day...had Japanese food for lunch and pretty much relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited my apartment to check out the light fixtures and checked out Suria KK, which is pretty much empty at the moment. I give it 6 months before it becomes the new pilak stink hole that became our beloved Center Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with family, then went out to play some pool + snooker with my cousin and brother. Lost all my games by sheer luck :( Samson, you got lucky chump!! Especially our 9 Ball game &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an after-the-game Burger King visit and met up with some old School mates. Went to play DotA untill 2 AM at the local Cyber Cafe and went to minum kopi untill 3ish AM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6895027689287794310?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6895027689287794310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6895027689287794310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6895027689287794310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6895027689287794310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/12/trifactor-days.html' title='The Trifactor Days'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6334836964919164143</id><published>2009-12-03T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:42:21.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel vs Capcom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War Machine'/><title type='text'>Iron Man 2 Official Poster!!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poster for Iron Man 2 is out. Ohh Yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2009/12/iron_man_has_a_gray_friend.php"&gt;WAR-MACHINE BITCHES!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the good ol Marvel vs Capcom 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.holyfragger.com/images/pictures/6544L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.holyfragger.com/images/pictures/6544L.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eat Ion Cannon sucka'&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/922600697483273102-6334836964919164143?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6334836964919164143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6334836964919164143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6334836964919164143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6334836964919164143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/12/iron-man-2-official-poster.html' title='Iron Man 2 Official Poster!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5712661610009790540</id><published>2009-12-03T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:31:20.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And on the 7th day...</title><content type='html'>...I woke up. At 8 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Day 7 on the Summer holiday saga!! It's like the holiday JUST started yet it feels like forever. best. feeling. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's been up...on Day &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;S7ven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;I woke up on time for breakfast. In fact, I woke up, had a shave and shower, THEN went for breakfast. I dunno, it's like, I'm sleeping later and later but waking up earlier and earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloaded the Jay-Z album, "The Blueprint 3" (Worse title for an album - ever) as a test to see how long it takes for the TM Net connection shaping tool to kick-in. I found that the most efficient procedure is that it downloads at high speeds for roughly 5-10 minutes, before getting shaped down to 3.2kb per second. What I do is I pause the download, for 2-5 minutes, and resume the download again, and it seems to return to normal speeds before getting shaped again. This seems to the fastest way to download stuff in Malaysia. Faster than waiting for a file 200mb to download at 3.2 kbps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then comes to the conclusion that Peer-2-Peer programs in a whole are pretty much useless...unless you know how to bypass the ISP shaping tool or you have a lot of time (Which I, have the luxury of)...cause TM Sux will just shape your connection regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today I picked up/sent Daniel and Rodney from/to the airport cause their flight got delayed. And Daniel, I quote...&lt;br /&gt;"Me : Dude, I swear man, Jet-star SUCKS BAL- correction BIG BALLS!! They are the shit-stain of budget airlines.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel : Hahah they can't be THAT bad dude!!"&lt;br /&gt;I stand by my statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the first ever BJJ Borneo inter-club competition. It was awesome!! Hope for more &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt;-packed,&lt;b&gt; flap&lt;/b&gt;-ja&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; smack&lt;/span&gt;tak &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;astic &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;rancic&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;action tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that was my day 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya'll tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5712661610009790540?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5712661610009790540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5712661610009790540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5712661610009790540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5712661610009790540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-on-7th-day.html' title='And on the 7th day...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2440720193645504843</id><published>2009-12-03T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:23:32.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 6th Day.</title><content type='html'>Day 6. I'm doing better than I though!! Except I'm only updating about the day before the day after. yeah...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...Day &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;^(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;wasn't particularly a breezy day. I woke up relatively early to get my Dell computer repaired (Which I'm using now, w00t).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received&amp;nbsp;a call from TM Net telling me that the 4.0 MB connection is not available to my house, when they told me that it was. Let's just say I got kinda pissed and told them their idiots for wasting my time and that they will never be as good as the internet overseas and their an abomination to the whole ISP scene. Ok, I lied up till the internet overseas part. I cannot wait for FTTH in Malaysia. Screw'yall copper based connection bastards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did some shopping for printer ink, paper and a stapler. Someone owe's me $412 RM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I shared a whole bag of Goreng Pisang with Daniel and Bobby. Ahh, I should have took a photo. The bag was about the size of a basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/922600697483273102-2440720193645504843?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2440720193645504843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2440720193645504843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2440720193645504843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2440720193645504843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/12/6th-day.html' title='The 6th Day.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7046239978020332188</id><published>2009-12-02T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:52:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi5!!</title><content type='html'>...sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a more serious note, here is the update for day &lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;!! or December 1st, which as of posting, was YESTERDAY...got home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; I went to the beach for breakfast. Alone. :( Cause everyone has school. And I felt like doing a few beach photos!! Will upload them when I get my damn computer fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also upgraded my internet connection to a 4.0 Mbps connection. Cause that's seriously the fastest available on the island I call home. Arrggh I miss Australian internet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I had the first Ox-tail Asam Padas from Hyatt since coming back. Still good-as-hell. Hopefully no ring-of-fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7046239978020332188?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7046239978020332188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7046239978020332188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7046239978020332188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7046239978020332188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi5.html' title='Hi5!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5741911288759388841</id><published>2009-11-30T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:08:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fore!</title><content type='html'>I've made it to Day Four!! Surprised even myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Fore (4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;I found out that Mininova had just killed itself by removing all of it's user posted torrent 'content' aka movies, games, music and general internet freedom!! Mininova is now a 'legitimate' (*cough* shit *cough*) site that host's "Content Distribution" torrents. Yay, now we can download shit like..."Deathalizer - It Dwells Within EP" cool. Not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5741911288759388841?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5741911288759388841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5741911288759388841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5741911288759388841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5741911288759388841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-fore.html' title='Day Fore!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6702560128590817595</id><published>2009-11-28T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:22:59.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 + 3</title><content type='html'>Day &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2 (Yes-terday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;I watched NINJA ASSASSIN!! I give it a 6.5/10. It's pretty damn corny, and the crappy censoring of the Malaysian Film Board killed a majority of the "Syok"-ness&amp;nbsp;associated&amp;nbsp;with mundane action movies. The only entertainment I had was laughing at the black American lady in Berlin, Germany, researching about a group of hidden Ninja Assassins in...Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;I drove for the first time in Kota Kinabalu since coming back. Twas an interesting drive. I think I'm to used to the mannerism's of the Aussie roads...I gotta earn some ghetto cred with these fools on the road. I'mma get tribal on these fools!!...Oh and the Toureg handles, in the word of Russell Peters "FANDTAZTIC!! IT'S MINDBLASTING".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Randall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6702560128590817595?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6702560128590817595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6702560128590817595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6702560128590817595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6702560128590817595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-2-3.html' title='Day 2 + 3'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2946761731224595690</id><published>2009-11-26T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:55:53.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Event-ually?</title><content type='html'>I have been wondering in more recent time as to what to write on my blog and have come to the conclusion that it'd be good for me to list 1 thing which has happened on that day. Starting. &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So!! &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;...Day &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Karamunsing to buy some blank CD's and checked out the pricing on a new desktop. I was shocked to find out that nobody in KK carries product part list prices!! Whats up with this pre-made bullshit? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if I take my camera out, I'll be sure to snap a few photos and post em up. Image support for the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2946761731224595690?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2946761731224595690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2946761731224595690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2946761731224595690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2946761731224595690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/11/event-ually.html' title='Event-ually?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6529386927442276747</id><published>2009-08-11T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:52:00.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not my fault I'm critical.</title><content type='html'>So I was reading the news the other day, and I came across an article pertaining to Schoolyard Bullying - or as Channel 10 news would pitch it, "A modern day battlefield for school kids".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, in Australia, there are laws that protect Teenagers from being bullied by creating large monetary pay-outs when schools fail to stop a child from being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The particular case I was reading on was about a teen named Ben Cox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes that Ben Cox was six years old when, for two years, he went through a phase of intense bullying and terror at the hands of a fellow student two years older than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 years on, Ben is now seen as potentially never being able to enjoy the fruits of life, such as "...the satisfaction of employment..." He is said to be unable "to form any relationships, romantic or platonic." and as the Judge says "He has no friends and is unlikely to make any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how much was this kid "rewarded" as part of his payout?&lt;br /&gt;$400,000 Australian Dollars + A weekly pay-out for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why do I care so much about this kid who got bullied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SoGI8-onwbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JTnQCX8Ime0/s1600-h/Ben+Cox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SoGI8-onwbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JTnQCX8Ime0/s400/Ben+Cox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368722811989246386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can see why he got bullied, you know, he's just a funny looking fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't why I laughed at this article (Its not his fault he looks like that, don't laugh!!)&lt;br /&gt;Its because of the tag line below the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says "Hurting : Ben Cox leaves the Supreme Court"&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly see how this guy is hurting at ALL after having won such a substantial amount of money. And, being the kind of person who tries to back up the majority of his shit, I proved he was smirking with the use of photoshop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general consensus is that when people smile, especially fat people (Like me), you will see a ridging upon the cheeks of the person. This ridge is hardly noticeable to humans, but when you take photos, you will leave slight shadow marks. This poor attempt at uncovering the fact that Ben Cox is in fact not really hurting is thus proven!! This guy smiles!! He's HUMAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SoGRBg8CTlI/AAAAAAAAAME/0eZqEwg5aIE/s1600-h/Smirk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SoGRBg8CTlI/AAAAAAAAAME/0eZqEwg5aIE/s400/Smirk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368731686009982546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you guys are currently questioning if I've gone mad that this isn't a very funny topic to talk about. I know. But I also couldn't help but see this guys face and think of one thing. One thing that serves as a constant reminder to laugh everyday of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ilbaluardo.com/Cover/Audio/F%20-%20G%20-%20H/FATBOY%20SLIM%20-%20You%27ve%20come%20a%20long%20way%20baby%20-%20Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 414px;" src="http://www.ilbaluardo.com/Cover/Audio/F%20-%20G%20-%20H/FATBOY%20SLIM%20-%20You%27ve%20come%20a%20long%20way%20baby%20-%20Front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear, I knew I saw Ben Cox before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6529386927442276747?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6529386927442276747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6529386927442276747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6529386927442276747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6529386927442276747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-my-fault-im-critical.html' title='It&apos;s not my fault I&apos;m critical.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SoGI8-onwbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/JTnQCX8Ime0/s72-c/Ben+Cox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4348057115535278917</id><published>2009-08-03T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:18:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomosity is a word?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mommylife.net/archives/2009/07/08/where%20the%20wild%20things%20are.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://mommylife.net/archives/2009/07/08/where%20the%20wild%20things%20are.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to talk today about a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;Whats been up?&lt;br /&gt;Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life?&lt;br /&gt;Same same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no update?&lt;br /&gt;Playing my with my PS3 to much since I've moved it to my Computer screen for the HD port...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, is it fun?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it lame writing this out?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realllllyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;As lame as a crippled man with one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew~ Good we got that outta the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who here feels that the new "Where the Wild Things Are" movie is gonna be rockin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the movie looks so cool, I just can't wait for it to be released!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, I never actually read the whole book as a kid (Yeah, I know its a short book, but I have my reasons...) but the main reason was that they looked creepy as hell!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on - The yellows eyes man!! They have some serious cataract issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never read the book,  do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the book is in the kids section!!&lt;br /&gt;How can I read the book if its in the kid's section if I don't wanna pass of as mentally retarded or a pedophile?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your like me, over 18 and way pass his expiration date at child hood, there is hope!! and it doth come in the form of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TUBE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the link for the animated audio version of the book!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSkHA6IjrlY"&gt;Where the Wild Things Are &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless technology!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why the sudden love for the Where the Wild Things are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) The trailer song for the movie is AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Fire is THE BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew about them from School actually, because of this website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beonlineb.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the Neeooonnn BBBIIIBBLLllleeee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me awhile to find out who on earth sang the song cause I forgot the link to the site. I've tried every word that you could possibly think that goes in front of Bible, except Neon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the song they played for the Trailer was a remastered version of one of their most well known songs, Wake Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEKC5pyOKFU&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up - Arcade Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an awesome song...I love it!! I wish they could tour Australia again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Because I, once again pixel art'd something on MS paint and later thought how lame it was...but still enjoyed it deep down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SnbMbnkVBcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ALbah1oj_0M/s1600-h/Wild+Thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SnbMbnkVBcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ALbah1oj_0M/s320/Wild+Thing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365700780908414402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click the image for the full size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, as the great Bug's Bunny once said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but wait, there is more!! (No, not really...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few links to get hyped up for Where the Wild Things are :)&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--N9klJXbjQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Wild Things Are (Film)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Did anyone notice how much more flawed the Wild Things are in comparison to the book from that trailer?! When did Wild Things cry?! I liked it when they were old school...you know...swaying their heads side to side and roaring at inanimate objects. (Hehe see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pathetic_fallacy"&gt;Pathetic Fallacy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4348057115535278917?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/4348057115535278917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=4348057115535278917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4348057115535278917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4348057115535278917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/08/randomosity-is-word.html' title='Randomosity is a word?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SnbMbnkVBcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ALbah1oj_0M/s72-c/Wild+Thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6484620774578210812</id><published>2009-05-17T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:44:31.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off-Road Segways are stupid.</title><content type='html'>Random post of today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what weighs about 50 kilos, goes at about 12.5 mph (20 kph) , costs around $5500 US dollars and has a max travel distance of 19 kilometers? Introducing, the most useless invention of all time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.segway.com/img/content/models/focus-x2-man-woman-trail-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.segway.com/img/content/models/focus-x2-man-woman-trail-lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SEGWAY X2!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(People not included)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think the idea of the off-road Segway x2, or as some purist would probably say "THE MOST EXTREME SEGWAY OUT THERE", is just such an idiotic concept. I just cannot justify how someone could spend this much money on something so...so...pathetic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can list 10 reasons why the Segway X2 is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You could not out-run a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you did out-run the bear, you could only run for 19 km. The bear could chase/stalk you for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I can't see someone doing extreme ramp jumps on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) As the famous quote goes,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;If a tree falls&lt;/em&gt; in a &lt;em&gt;forest&lt;/em&gt; and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"&lt;br /&gt;This applies for Segways aswell.&lt;br /&gt;"If a Segway breaks down in a forest and no one is around to hear you, did you make sound?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You can't do an epic escape like Vin Diesal in Triple X (xXx) where he gets caught by some Cuban Drug-lord Gurellias and literally messes their shit right up after. If Vin says it ain't cool, it just ain't cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Your gonna get involved with Physics nuts who will discuss how the idea of the Segway as revolutionary and the use of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gyroscope"&gt;gyroscope&lt;/a&gt; was stupendous. You know what else is revolutionary? The Jaffel maker. Whos the bloody genius who made it, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Your not &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam_Savage"&gt;Adam Savage&lt;/a&gt; of Mythbusters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A bicycle could do all this...AND MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A motocross bike could do EVEN MORE than a bicycle, and goes beyond the call required by offering to do it faster, better and more Xtremely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Your gonna end up on YouTube like these cows one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvWUWtA5jIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvWUWtA5jIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll be fair. I do think maybe the Segway i2 (non-extreme version) is pretty radical. Hey, who wouldn't want to run over dog-poop whilst going round the corner for some lunch, or maybe you could just run over some poor person's foot and get away with it cause you'd have an epic escape. However, I would not pay for one, though, there is only ONE way in which I would want a Segway, and that is to...&lt;a href="http://www.tlb.org/scooter.html"&gt;DO IT MY SELF!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after lots of writing, and just ranting on how stupid the Segway is, I was so offended at the concept of the Segway X2, I drew one on MS paint to show my love for the piece of shit on two wheels, inspired by watching those cows face plant themselves (As shown above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I notice that the image is really bad, but I can't fix it because I accidently saved my .bmp file over with a shitty .jpg file. I'm just as pissed as you are at the bad quality of the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/ShArHR78Q-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/laHkFwuZ3JU/s1600-h/Sagway+is+Evil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/ShArHR78Q-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/laHkFwuZ3JU/s320/Sagway+is+Evil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336812962507932642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WITH MUCH LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If your on Facebook, click ("View Original Post" at the bottom of my note to view the YouTube video).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6484620774578210812?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6484620774578210812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6484620774578210812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6484620774578210812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6484620774578210812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-road-segways-are-stupid.html' title='Off-Road Segways are stupid.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/ShArHR78Q-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/laHkFwuZ3JU/s72-c/Sagway+is+Evil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-631181380066486628</id><published>2009-05-13T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:13:06.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine Deadpool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deadpool Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deadpool'/><title type='text'>Deadpool Movie Confirmed!!</title><content type='html'>HAHAH For those who read the post prior to this one (Iron Man 2 blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another new post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marvel.com/news/moviestories.7931"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEADPOOL THE MOVIE IS CONFIRMED!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, sourced from the Marvel newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THOSE WHO HAVN'T SEEN THE MOVIE, BE WARNED!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;****SPOILER ALERT****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have seen the Wolverine movie, READ ON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to leave the death of Deadpool as a mystery to the viewers of the recently released X-Men Orgins : Wolverine, would have been pretty gay. HOWEVER!! The secret ending after the credits in Australia DO NOT HINT THAT HE SURVIVED!! In the US, the after credits ending clip showed Deadpool picking up his head. Australia got jibbed with some bullshit Hugh Jackman in Japan drinking Sake and ends with a corny ass conversation of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women : Are you drinking to forget?&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine : I'm drinking to remember~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you suave bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;****END SPOILER ALERT****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes!! I think Ryan Reynolds maintains the role of Deadpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Van Wilder, go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-631181380066486628?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/631181380066486628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=631181380066486628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/631181380066486628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/631181380066486628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-pool-movie-confirmed.html' title='Deadpool Movie Confirmed!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1880830255521994581</id><published>2009-05-06T11:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:43:17.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-Men Orgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man 2'/><title type='text'>Iron Man 2!! 7th May 2010.</title><content type='html'>For those who loved the first Iron Man as much as I did, get ready for 2010!! Why? because Iron Man 2 is on its way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr. reprises his role as Iron Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marvel.com/news/moviestories.7860"&gt;Iron Man 2 Sneak preview Picture -Singular-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- Click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon its cool how in the background, you can see all the Iron Man suits. Neat!! Can't wait for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sometimes pays off to maintain an online newsletter subscription of Marvel Comics since you were 12 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and X-Men Orgins : Wolverine was pretty cool. Typical action movie filled with fighting, corny one-liners and awesome super powers!! Probably the best movie in the X-Men series that I've seen so far. Also, stay after the FULL LENGTH for a short ending clip. It varies in different countries, so what Australia got differs from what viewers in the US got. Lets just say, Australia's post-credit ending sucked. Bad. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1880830255521994581?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1880830255521994581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1880830255521994581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1880830255521994581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1880830255521994581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/05/iron-man-2-7th-may-2010.html' title='Iron Man 2!! 7th May 2010.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1539008391816019388</id><published>2009-04-20T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:25:06.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter? It was there...somewhere...</title><content type='html'>Salutations friend!/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most people, I just had my Easter Holiday, which was quite a healthy mix of Stress and Enjoyment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated in a while, maybe I'm just running out of material to write on. Or maybe I'm just to busy playing with my new PS3. Hrmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well!! What weird and exciting things did I do over my "break"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping everyday at 4:56 AM and waking up at 11:32 AM OR at 1:45 AM precisely. I generally wake up at 11:35, only to tell myself a couple more minutes, only to wake up at 1:45 PM. You know life is exciting when you can do that. Last time this has been happening was when I used to sleep at 2:24 AM and wake up at 10:11 AM when I finished high-school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family came down!! My cousin Isabelle was here, hanging out with her 'cool' cousins and just relaxing with family.  In the short 10 days that she was here, she was offered a Hair Modeling Job, went to Westfield Shopping town almost everyday, played DotA and dominated some biznitches, went jogging and ate pancakes :O I wish my 10 days of Easter holiday was as fun as that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been having nightmares every time I've eaten Steak for dinner during this Easter!! Damn, now I have to add this to my list of "Nightmare inducing foods &amp;amp; drinks". Funnily enough, Whiskey is up there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized how time consuming drawing is. I've drawn for 5 hours strait and not realize it. You know your that sad when you miss a South Park episode to finish a drawing of a an idea you have in a Lecture of a T-Rex with Machine guns and rocket launchers, because you were THAT bored. If your amazed at my drawing, should have seen the reaction of the guy sitting next to me in my lecture as I drew out a sketch. I couldn't tell if he was displaying a face of congratulatory awesomeness for my contribution to mankind or how stupid my idea seemed. I think its the first option, but I just like to think optimistically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/Seye5EQnu7I/AAAAAAAAAII/LK0tPZ_9x0I/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/Seye5EQnu7I/AAAAAAAAAII/LK0tPZ_9x0I/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807162505640882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : I know its a shit drawing. That's what happens when you have no awareness what so ever about shading or depth. Remember kids, stay in school and go to art class or you'll end up like me D:&lt;br /&gt;PPS : I will post a finished product on my DeviantArt account, which you can find the link on my Blogger Side-panel. Or you can clink on the link -&gt;&lt;a href="http://cartenman.deviantart.com/"&gt; Cartenman DA Account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Hold shift and click on the image to see it in a larger form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnddd thats all for now :P Not much I feel like blogging about besides getting a new hair-cut, shaving and my new (well, 1 month new) camera (review coming soon!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I was reading in the news about a man (I think this was in Italy or some European Country) who had a tree growing inside him.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he had somehow inhaled a sapling and it lodged itself within his lungs and started growing.&lt;br /&gt;He thought it was a tumor (and so did his doctors), but it ended up being a tiny little tree.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe chest busters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1539008391816019388?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1539008391816019388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1539008391816019388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1539008391816019388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1539008391816019388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-it-was-theresomewhere.html' title='Easter? It was there...somewhere...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/Seye5EQnu7I/AAAAAAAAAII/LK0tPZ_9x0I/s72-c/IMG_0458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8560966652432940733</id><published>2009-04-02T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:11:14.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Action Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie Chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shinjuku Incident'/><title type='text'>Movie Review : Shinjuku Incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jackiechan.com/attachments/2009/01/48180_2009011511181664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 383px;" src="http://www.jackiechan.com/attachments/2009/01/48180_2009011511181664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!! Another movie review. Because I'm the only guy who would devote his time over sleep to please the unknown number of readers who read my blog because I am THAT awesome*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Actual number may be ready as negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinjuku Incident. To date, Jackie Chan's best movie in my honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to expect in Shinjuku Incident? Drama, Action, Comedy, Pain, Yakuza, Fighting, Assassinations, and Jackie Chan TRYING to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of Jackie Chan since god knows when, I watched a good chunk of his movies growing up. Police Story, Police Story 2, Police Story 3, Police Story 4, Who am I, Island of Fire, and just alot more then I can even remember. Besides Jackie, I always loved watching films with Bruce Lee, Samo Hong, Jet Li, Batman, Robocop, Rambo etc... just to name a few. Rambo was a personal favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, some of you people in the Western World might not have heard of Shinjuku Incident, I mean, fair call!! Who here has seen Ip Man? Who here has heard of Dragon Tiger Gate? These are just a few movies I can think of that the average Westerner probably wouldn't know about untill a local release 6 months later, and even then, It'll probably just show on the local TV station on SBS about a month after at 11 PM. I'm happy to have heard that Shinjuku Incident was a global release. That means that I would have seen the movie the same time as some other goon in South America or Britian or...Hong Kong even!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally see this as a good thing!! It brings attention from a totally different audience that there is a whole WORLD of creativity and absolute mind blowingly good shit out there that you can watch on your TVs or Computer Screens. I mean, want to know an example of a shit movie that incorporates Eastern scenery and acting? Babel. The sad part is that you get these art fart bastards who go "Oh, but its refined cinematography and strong emotional focus helps to promote a sense of awareness for deaf sexually deprived Japanese girls, lets award it!!". I mean, seriously, stfu before you overload my brain with your deprived social lifestyle bullshit!! Shinjuku Incident is just awesome. Its like a Chinese movie, done right, but also a Japanese Movie done EVEN MORE RIGHT. It incorpates two things I love. Fighting. And Blood. And Killing. Ok thats three, so maths obviosuly isn't one of my favorite things. But anyway, You KNOW it has to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of my ranting crap, here is just a general movie synopsis I made up on the spot. A kind of "Write-and-go" style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting is somewhere in the 1990's. "Steelhead*" (Jackie Chan) is a Tractor mechanic working somewhere in Northern China. He is in love with a girl called Xiu Xiu who is planning to leave to Japan to follow her dreams. One day, contact with the Xiu Xiu is lost when she is in Japan. Concerned, Jackie Chan illegally leaves China and makes for Tokyo, Japan. He meets with his good friend, and overall timid, good natured guy, Jie who helps him to settle down into Japan and to learn the lifestyle. Eventually, tired of being chased around, and being treated like crap, Steelhead and his gang of Chinese migrants forge their destiny and work for their dreams, along the way attracting attention from the local Yakuza and Taiwanese gangs. Eventually, Steelhead is embroiled into the lifestyle of the Yakuza and finds out that there is no turning back on his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Direct English translation, Also, its a Nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is epic. The fights, are awesome. The movie really didn't hold back on just the sheer brutality of some of the scenes (An example being a guy getting his face literally sliced open). Nothing overly graphic, besides a few chopped limbs, but the movie is obviously, not centred for children. There is a sense of realism aswell in the story. Its none of this "I'm Jackie Chan, I can fly" crap. Jackie Chan plays less of his normal Kung Fu Master, and dons the role of just a normal guy, who is just trying to carve out his own piece of the world. However, no movie is complete with a few bad eggs and there are SOME truly awkward scenes. I won't name them, as it might wreck the effect of the film for others, as this is just MY opinion. How you feel may differ entirly from what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I give Shinjuku Incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, its my FAVORITE Jackie Chan Movie, and IMO, probably his best.&lt;br /&gt;I give this movie a solid 9.6/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the trailer to get a feel for the movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXTIGZbXFYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXTIGZbXFYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you can't see the trailer, click on "View Original Post" Or go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.cartenman.blogspot.com &lt;-- Copy and Paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8560966652432940733?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8560966652432940733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8560966652432940733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8560966652432940733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8560966652432940733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/04/movie-review-shinjuku-incident.html' title='Movie Review : Shinjuku Incident'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-285532531228345647</id><published>2009-03-19T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:32:24.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Fighter meets Sumo Wrestling</title><content type='html'>I don't normally like corny home videos with over done graphic effects. There are the odd ones here and there which get my attention and I'm kinda like "Meh, pretty cool" and just move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is on a whole new scale. When my bro showed it to me, I almost fell out of my chair. It made me feel like the first time I played Street Fighter at the arcade. It was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxqYGNvgaQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxqYGNvgaQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot see the video, clink the following Link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxqYGNvgaQc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Sumo Wrestling 1-4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the BEST fight of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuho vs Asashoryu!!&lt;br /&gt;This is one EPIC showdown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OV5LF8dwd-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OV5LF8dwd-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One again, if you can't see the video (Cause your on FB) either visit my blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.cartenman.blogspot.com (Copy and paste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clink the "View Original Post" button at the bottom of the note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OV5LF8dwd-8"&gt;Real Sumo Wrestling Episode 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-285532531228345647?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/285532531228345647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=285532531228345647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/285532531228345647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/285532531228345647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/street-fighter-meets-sumo-wrestling.html' title='Street Fighter meets Sumo Wrestling'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7690852532175432146</id><published>2009-03-18T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:06:08.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queensland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exciting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>RRROOOOADDD TRRIIPPP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.canada.com/gallery/drivethrutoptens/greatroadsceneallposterse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://media.canada.com/gallery/drivethrutoptens/greatroadsceneallposterse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right. I want to road trip. For some time, I've just had this feeling of needing to go out of the normal. To step out of home and just go for (As the Aboriginals say) "A walk about"...or in my case "A drive about".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - I want to test my new Camera&lt;br /&gt;2 - It'll be a good experience for my driving&lt;br /&gt;3 - I want to actually explore Australia&lt;br /&gt;4 - I go back to Malaysia way to much&lt;br /&gt;5 - Cheaper than flying home&lt;br /&gt;6 - Puts me out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunshine State, Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to meet these towns...&lt;br /&gt;- Brisbane&lt;br /&gt;- Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;- Fraser Island&lt;br /&gt;- Whitsundays (Closest to Great Barrier Reef)&lt;br /&gt;- Cairns&lt;br /&gt;And anything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your around Queensland, contact me and I'll try meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list is not final, so if your interested in joining me on the trip and want a specific place to go, we can work something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip is to take place in the mid-year holidays. Around the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th June to 17th July.&lt;br /&gt;3 Weeks. Starting from the 27th. Arriving back in Melbourne on the 17th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : These dates are estimated for around then. The trip could be shortened for reasons unforeseeable (Somebody dies...which would not be a nice thing, for example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the title states the obvious, driving there should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Its 1371.21 KM from Melbourne CBD to Brisbane CBD. The route itself could make that distance somewhere around 1700? I'm estimating. Or am I? Ok I'm not. road distance sourced from &lt;a href="http://www.sydney.com.au/distance-between-australia-cities.htm"&gt;www.sydney.com.au.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : The distance is just an approximation also, but I'll take an intelligent guess that its around there. Road conditions may change that distance. I'd also have to take into consideration the speed in which the world rotates, air density, moisture on the ground, space, time and other unimportant aspects of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive up to Cairns MAY pull the distance traveled to about 3000 KM or more, or so I've read so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time it takes to drive to Brisbane first, estimating I maintain a steady pace of 100 KM/Hour (Australian road rules suck). If I drove for...9 hours a day...I should reach there within 2 days. That is A LOT of driving. But realistically, knowing that I will break here and there for lunch with friends and various piss breaks...3 days. Around 5-6 hours a day driving*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*My maths may be all wrong. Correct me if I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important part of the road trip? The What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we gonna do day by day of being in Queensland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see how it is going gung-ho all the way to Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of planning out a rough itinerary for when we are IN Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this as an opportunity to express that this is an open invitation to join me on the ride!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a car, you are more than welcome to join me, in fact, I would say it were a crime that you DIDN'T join me!! Its like saying NO to free tickets to an Eric Clapton Concert with Eric Clapton himself!! Foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I'll be looking for certain characteristics to join me~&lt;br /&gt;As I'll probably be driving the X5 (Or if I get a more economical car by then *hint hint mum and dad*) there will only be space for 4 people + Me. Hence, if someone else who has a car and is interested in joining, more the merrier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking for?&lt;br /&gt;- People who can DRIVE!! (I mean, I can't drive ALL the time...)&lt;br /&gt;- Good company. I don't want any of this egotistical bullshit and whiny attitudes. Nobody likes a bitch. I'm looking mainly for people who are pretty relaxed and good conversationalist. Critical assholes are not welcome.&lt;br /&gt;- Self-sustainable people. I ain't gonna pay for your meals.&lt;br /&gt;- People whom I know. No randoms please, although, good friends of good friends are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;- No smokers would be nice. Nothing against you people who smoke, your choice, but I can't stand smoke in an enclosed area for to long. Makes me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;- Male or Female, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;- Age? Old enough. Old enough for what? To party.&lt;br /&gt;- NO DRUGS!! I WILL NOT SUPPORT THE USE OF DRUGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : This list is not ENTIRELY final. I might grow immune to the menial effects of cigarette smoke because I am so awesome. You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!! Read, reply, and accept my message. I want feedback please guys!! It would be great if I can confirm and get this trip off the ground by May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7690852532175432146?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7690852532175432146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7690852532175432146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7690852532175432146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7690852532175432146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/rrrooooaddd-trriippp.html' title='RRROOOOADDD TRRIIPPP!!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4265939891524763080</id><published>2009-03-17T22:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:17:54.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pay it forward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EOS 50D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><title type='text'>Pay It Forward.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know about my recent "Jum for Joyyy" moment in life, here is the general synopsis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been inspired by my three Uncle's (two are my Mum's brothers and one my Dad's brother in law) to get an SLR for quite a while (All of which are avid hobby photographers. My mum's side both use the D700 Nikons I think. My dad's side is using the D60 Nikon). My friends &lt;a href="http://teenbgr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel Tan&lt;/a&gt; (a professional part-time photographer. I think he's using a Canon EOS 5D) and &lt;a href="http://p-kzk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paul Koh&lt;/a&gt; (A full-time professional photographer who is on a journey to climb the 7 top peaks of the world and has won multiple competitions. He's also got really small eyes. Hehe "love ya bro!! Not gay ahh not gay"...I also think he's using a Canon 1D...or 5D MK II) also inspired me to start photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deliberation as to what I really wanted as a victory prize for finishing 1st year and passing my exams I had chosen a 40D Canon. A piece of technology some would say was either a generous or humble start to my hobby photographer life. The choice of the camera was quite tough for me, being an avid gamer and graphics junky, I didn't really know a WHOLE lot of photography, however I always have appreciated good photographs and appreciated their art style. I also debated on the importance of obtaining my own images for Multimedia Design (which actually turned out to be the right choice!! They do require me to get my own images. Ball breakers...). It was either a PS3 + HD TV or a new Desktop. There was also the option of a fully built up Nissan S15 with an unlimited budget. Nah just joking. You must have been thinking "Camera or sick ride? Obvious answer...". But anyway!! If it weren't for my inspired state, I might have actually choose the first option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after passing my exams and feeling awesome, I discussed with my dad the chances of getting an SLR Camera. To my surprise (My father by nature is a very macho styled man) was also an avid photographer back in his young days (Like me~) and thus supported my choice. Its a surprise for me to even think my father liked photography and knew so much about it. Its like finding out your favorite band was also a super-hero team that fought on different planets killing aliens and monsters and rocking out in style!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later, I get a call from my father saying he's found something even better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was friends with a marketing head from a company called Compugate.&lt;br /&gt;My father asked him for a cheap price on a Canon 40D with lens.&lt;br /&gt;The marketing director gave him a better deal.&lt;br /&gt;He offered to buy me the camera for absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE HELL DOES A TECHNOLOGY COMPANY MARKETING HEAD DECIDE TO BUY AN SLR CAMERA TO A RANDOM UNI KID?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honestly touched and honored that a person I've never met would do such a random act of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and instead of a Canon 40D, I received a Canon 50D + kit lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this day onwards, I will honor this kindness by never charging for my pictures taken with my 50D, if I were ever to get so good. This is just to share the kindness that was shown to me by &lt;a href="http://www.compugates.com/index.htm"&gt;Compugate.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to follow when it arrives on the 26th of March from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This post kind of answers my current FB state. I'll be honest and say that I didn't know the story 100%. I would probably say I knew 75%. After some research and some...insider information from someone who has seen my Camera before it arrived to me, I now throughly have pieced together a more solidified scenario of what happened. This is the long story. Even though Compugate is one of the main distributors of Canon in Malaysia, sorry for the false love Canon. I &lt;3 Compugate now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4265939891524763080?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4265939891524763080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4265939891524763080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay It Forward.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2002651686785534045</id><published>2009-03-10T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:06:46.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BGIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psycho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'>Psycho Ramblin Jamblin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Izzy Dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;randall wandall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Sup Pup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not much and such&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;youu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;boo&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cooling and drooling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So far...lahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yourself and health?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;swell and well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;what about you, pikachu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Not to bad, mad-cat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Going abit psycho, so I look stylo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And I feel like drinking milo. I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this day on, me and my cousin have decided never to talk in riddles. Unless we want to burst a nerve in our brains. X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also talked about her recent BGIC trip. Its obvious that despite the organizers trying to give freedom and rights for the youth of the world, promoting the democratic image, they didn't even allow the rights to choose their own representing nation OR topic. That is not very democratic!! That's oppression!! Where everyone is treated equally...it looks almost like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nzhistory.net.nz/files/images/communist-party-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 542px;" src="http://www.nzhistory.net.nz/files/images/communist-party-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMUNISM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I'm looking at YOU Cuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there was also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;there was a dprk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Cartenman Can? - http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;DPRK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;✖Іѕαβειιε  -- Baka! at the Disco                                                                                         [ ♡ ] :3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Democratic Peoples Republic of korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked if there was a North Korea. She replied No.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PEACE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2002651686785534045?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2002651686785534045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2002651686785534045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2002651686785534045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2002651686785534045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/psycho-ramblin-jamblin.html' title='Psycho Ramblin Jamblin'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2406333734755957795</id><published>2009-03-06T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:46:25.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Watches the Watchmen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.citypages.com/gimmenoise/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 524px;" src="http://blogs.citypages.com/gimmenoise/watchmen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stress how awesome, how...spectacular...how...worth it my $14 was to watch WATCHMEN at IMAX theaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie BLEW me away. It was friggin...just out of this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read the graphic novel. It was marvelous (Or DC comic hyuk hyuk)&lt;br /&gt;I've watched the movie. It was...everything and MORE that I expected!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! After watching, I realised many people didn't share the same experience that I did. Alot of people were like 'what was that movie about? Who was this guy? What happened?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say...READ THE BLOODY GRAPHIC NOVEL!! The movie adaption, admittedly has maintained the storyline, BUT certain parts of the movie has been changed from the comic. I won't say what, as it might spoil it for people who haven't seen it yet, but the changes actually are quite a welcome change!! Most of the conversations from the novel have been maintained, but you would hear the one off lines from the movie, which actually suits in perfectly with the film adaption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having read the graphic novel more than 10 times, its a relief to see the characters in real-life!! Watching Dr. Manhattan's mono-tone, dehumanized personality is just so amazing. Rorsharch was probably my favorite character in the whole Watchmen series and he really was just as amazing in the film adaption as he was in the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphically, the movie is amazing. I mean, the starting scene of the film is just amazing. When you see Dr. Manhattan teleporting, the whispes of blue hued light really just look so amazing and surreal. The effects of Rorsharchs mask aswell really stand out as something which really captures the audience and a majority of the focus on Rorshach going to the different prints and blobs that show up on his face when the character feels different emotions thoughout the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 476px;" src="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/watchmen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to decide which did I prefer in terms of storyline, novel or film, I believe to compare the two is just impossible. Despite both being of the same story and universe, its just the way in which the two were presented. I have to say, the story line and depth of the novel goes WAYYYY beyond whats in the film, and in a sense, this compliments the film. I would probably say read/watch both and enjoy them. Two totally different mediums, but 1 totally kick-ass story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I rate this movie? For me, I'm blown away. This movie DEFINITELY goes up in my top 3. This beats any comic movie I have EVER seen. X-men just got fried, The Dark Knight, IMO, didn't even compare to this movie. Put simply, yeah, its a comic, but the themes proposed in the film and the more mature content of the film really does separate itself and puts it a par above the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say before watching the film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Read the comic.&lt;br /&gt;- If your in Malaysia, don't bother. I can't tell you know they will sensor the movie like hell and basically butcher the very essence of Watchmen. Stupid film board assholes.&lt;br /&gt;- Its gory. More gory than the comic.&lt;br /&gt;- THIS IS NOT FOR KIDS. Just because it looks friendly, with the whole smiley face and all, you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;- If you don't have any understanding of some aspects of American life in the 1970's or 80's, do some research first. Think Cold-war and Vietnam War.&lt;br /&gt;- WATCH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://larcho.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 250px;" src="http://larcho.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/watchmen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATING - 10/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2406333734755957795?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2406333734755957795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2406333734755957795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2406333734755957795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2406333734755957795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-watches-watchmen.html' title='Who Watches the Watchmen?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5837270358253717750</id><published>2009-03-03T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:02:03.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, Oh how I love thee...</title><content type='html'>I love Food. It was tough for me, after I beat Anorexia (For a long time actually). I always had this battle with food. Like, I must eat you. I mean, I still think that way, but more recently, I've had a vision. A vision shared by one of my 'brudder hood' brothers, Apaham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to open a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I sell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABAHAN FOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because recently, I've just had this urge. Next to me making a movie script and all, I wanna share the tastes of Sabah with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYY?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know what all the students from KK studying in Melbourne feel like. They miss home, they miss their friends and family, and most importantly, they miss the food. What better way to bridge that gap with good ol home cooked food from a KK brother to an other!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to invest into some of the more prime restaurants/kopi tiams of Kota Kinabalu, Sandakan and Tuaran to LEARN from the masters. I will invest $500 RM/per master to learn their trade secrects, asking them to teach me how to cook their ONE dish. Yeah, most of you are thinking "500 RM? You stupid kah?" Maybe...but I'm banking on my witty charm and good looks for them to accept me as their students. But seriously, if it doesn't work out. Well, I'll have 500 RM worth of Ngiu Chap or Tuaran Mee to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I have learnt from the masters, I continue to refine and master my cooking. I will become ONE with Wok and Pan. My right-hand will be Oil, my left, COOKING FIRE!! I will dominate the cooking scene. It will happen. Prepare now. For this is a mission that transcends destiny and fate. I won't have to find a location for my resteraunt, the location will find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditions ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a more serious note, I think they WILL teach me on these conditions.&lt;br /&gt;- Paid RM500 for 1 Day session (Or weekend if i'm lucky :D)&lt;br /&gt;- I will never open a business which will compete with their dish in Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;- If I ever visit their shop, I will order minimum 30 RM :) Thats alot of food...I might die, but if its to learn their secrects, SO BE IT!! Death will not scare me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what do I want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INANAM NGIU CHAP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j245/exsomnis/DSC00921Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j245/exsomnis/DSC00921Small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken from &lt;a href="http://dinnerisserved.wordpress.com/"&gt;Dinner Is Server&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The formidable, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAYA STREET BAH KUT TEH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W5VZ-qRiFk/RoMvsnQfeKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6qLwY46tYD0/s320/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W5VZ-qRiFk/RoMvsnQfeKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6qLwY46tYD0/s320/DSC00929.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken from &lt;a href="http://antlvk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anthony Lam's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The deadly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HYATT OXTAIL ASAM PADAS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cunning, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LINTAS IKAN PANGANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diabolical, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SANDAKAN CHAR NYUK MIEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sinister, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KK SOTO AYAM / DAGING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystical, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TANJUNG ARU OX-TONGUE KON LAU MEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mundane, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMAI BBQ CHICKEN WING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illustrious, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TUARAN MEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, here ends my list. I will attempt to learn the 9 Divine meals of Sabah. I believe this pilgrimage of taste and delight will transcend my cooking skills to a level beyond Gordan Ramsey or Jamie Oliver. No, not even Anthony Bourdain will stand before the might of my cooking. I will steam-roll these fools like spring rolls. Prepare to get annihilated bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and on a similar note, I think this video is hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit my blog at www.cartenman.blogspot.com to see the video&lt;-- Copy and Paste (Linking doesn't work)-  I'm On a Boat (ft. T-Pain - The Lonely Island &lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING : STRONG LANGUAGE, if you don't like it, then 2 badddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats it for the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and uni has started. Its been pretty good so far. I really like doing my major!! Design is friggin kick-ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall AKA Cartenman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5837270358253717750?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5837270358253717750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5837270358253717750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5837270358253717750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5837270358253717750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/03/food-oh-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Food, Oh how I love thee...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W5VZ-qRiFk/RoMvsnQfeKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6qLwY46tYD0/s72-c/DSC00929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3310264972354966575</id><published>2009-02-23T14:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:06:22.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinten Tarantino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglourious basterds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel L Jackson'/><title type='text'>YOU BASTERDS!!</title><content type='html'>No, my title is not a typo. Not, you are not retarded. No, I am not retarded. HOWEVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quentin Tarantino is releasing a new film. Does it look kick ass? YES. Does it have Nazis? YES!!. Will people die? YESS!!. Well...does it have Brad Pitt in it? YESSS!! What is it called?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c3/Inglourious_Basterds_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 634px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c3/Inglourious_Basterds_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put Inglorious Basterds trailer in a nutshell so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like Brad Pitt (A hillbilly commando), somewhere in "Nazi occupied France" during World War II, assembling a group of vicious, malicious Jews, to kill some Nazi scum. And in the process, abit of Tarantino Magic. I can already hear the swearing and imagine the blood. How in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glourious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LcoPxyxpE9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LcoPxyxpE9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slated release is for August 2009. This year has turned out to be a pretty kick-ass year for movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Reason also why I think this movie is kick-ass? Because Samuel L Jackson NARRATES the movie. I already give this movie a pre-determined 10/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3310264972354966575?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3310264972354966575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3310264972354966575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3310264972354966575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3310264972354966575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-basterds.html' title='YOU BASTERDS!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7517859311985499909</id><published>2009-02-22T16:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:59:21.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beard'/><title type='text'>The Beard Chart</title><content type='html'>Hay guys, this is just a mini-update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing along on I.Z. Reloaded and found this SICK chart which lists down all the various beard types available out there. As you might have (Or might not, in which case I look like a tool. read on!!) read in prior posts I want to grow a beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the various beard types at THIS link :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dyers.org/blog/beards/beard-type-chart/"&gt;Beard Link :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm personally going for the "Friendly Mutton Chop" Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sourced from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://izreloaded.blogspot.com/2009/01/types-of-beard-chart.html#links"&gt;I.Z. Reloaded.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Best SG blog around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was told from a friend that swiping brandy (a type of grape/fruit alcohol) on my chinny chin chin would help promote hair to grow on my chin. It sounds like an expensive, yet interestingly cool experiment. Men wear cologne, I wear Louis Chevallier X.O Brandy bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cognacnet.com/larbrandychev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 393px;" src="http://www.cognacnet.com/larbrandychev.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day. I will try this out. And prove science WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love, and Lasagna. Man I hate mondays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7517859311985499909?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7517859311985499909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7517859311985499909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7517859311985499909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7517859311985499909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/02/beard-chart.html' title='The Beard Chart'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7856069487193158116</id><published>2009-02-20T00:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:35:08.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wierdnes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bordom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything and anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel L Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harleys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insanity'/><title type='text'>The epic post of post-resits stress.</title><content type='html'>WARNING : This post contains random shit I've been thinking and may/will cause brain trauma if not prepared. Be prepared also to waste your time with my slight insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, all of a sudden recently, I've felt like I need more fun in my life. I mean, I am an awesome person and all, but I just feel like...hay, I feel like doing absolutely random things!! I dunno, like I just feel like I just don't give a hoot anymore, but as long as I'm doing something!! I suspect my thinking is attributed to a few reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS. Yes, I had my resits. They were awful. I hope I pass...&lt;br /&gt;But I think its just the stress. I feel like...I need to go out and DO SOMETHING. I feel like going camping. I feel like just roaming the city at night, going to various pubs and gigs. Just absorbing the music and enjoying LIFE!! (Maybe I shouldn't have watched "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist") BUT I feel like going crazy. But,  I still think I'm just stressed. Maybe this happens when I'm stressed whilst on holiday mode. I dunno,  but maybe I just need to grow up. Or watch more movies. I think I'll watch a movie. Or make a movie!! :O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking for a while. I wanna write a script. Like a real fantasy genre movie. Something like Lord of the Rings mixed in with Star Wars BUT 10 times more epic and 10 times less dwarf. Screw it, NO DWARVES. OR ELVES. OR ORCS. JUST MEN, and probably mutants... And it'll be more legendary than all three books combined with all 6 star wars movies!! SHIT!! Sounds to good to be true.  And then they'll be like..LORD OF THE STAR WARS. I am soooo gonna marry this movie when I make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden urge to write such a script? Its not gonna because I'm thinking "Hay, this is gonna earn me a few pats on the back and a nice cheque" NO!! I'm thinking more on the lines of "This movie will be remembered for years. And years. And generations. I am gonna do this world an honor and a service by making such an epic film" Something on a similar level to Pulp Fiction (My top 3 of all time). It'll be so epic and legendary, yet it won't get saturated by time ITSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you get kids now a days trying to quote Samuel L. Jackson from Pulp Fiction? I don't know how many, but I don't think its many. And even if they did, Samuel L. Jackson quotes NEVER go out of style. These are the kinds of lines in movies, which make the movie immortal. I mean, you can tell a joke twice, you laugh, but it gets boring. But when you quote Samuel L. Jackson...ho...you can quote the man 5 times and I'll almost be as funny as the last time you quoted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, I just wanna say....Samuel L. Jackson IS THE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/photos/m/2007_movie_awards_performers_presenters/samuel_l_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/movies/photos/m/2007_movie_awards_performers_presenters/samuel_l_jackson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man, I am so gonna have to put Samuel L. Jackson into my movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know I've been random, I know I sound weird, but I think its the pancakes I just ate at Pancake Parlor with Micheal, Chris and Patchi. (That was 2 days ago). Jamaican Banana. Its almost as kick-ass as Caramel Bananas on top of 3 pancakes and ice-cream, drizzled in Syrup. Oh wait, its the same thing :O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been hanging out with Apaham for like...the whole day :P&lt;br /&gt;Was meant to go to the beach today, but that was canceled&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, I thought it was meant to be the day before, but I woke up at 4 PM. Called to say I couldn't make it and found out it was meant to be for the day after. Fail memory is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we do today? Movie marathon (3 movies in a row). Driving. Eating. This is an awesome life. I also got my ATM pin number. I can finally access my money!! I feel so grown up now, which  sucks. I'll NEVER grow up :) I'll always be stuck at 17. I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!! What have I been doing? I've been watching a shit load of movies. MOVIES ARE JUST FRIGGIN ADDICTIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've watched within the 36 hour period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr Brooks                                                  [Creepyly good]&lt;br /&gt;- Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist          [Awesome movie. WHERES FLUFFY!!]&lt;br /&gt;- College                                                        [Superbad Rip off :P]&lt;br /&gt;- Troopa Da Elite                                         [DIE POT HEADS!!]&lt;br /&gt;- Step Brothers                                            [Will Farrel...nuff said]&lt;br /&gt;- In Burges                                                   [Funnily Sad :(]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DRIVING!! Huzzah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting used to the roads in Australia is pretty fun. I've been driving my mum's BMW X5 (Which is gold or "Champagne Gold" and heightens my chances of looking like a tool :S). I WILL sell that car one day, and it will be a glorious day. What cars do I have in mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.paultan.org/images/BMW_E36_M3_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://images.paultan.org/images/BMW_E36_M3_8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E36 M3 Bitches. This car oozes with awesomeness. Old, but kicks ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Price : 32,000~ Aussie Dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dragtimes.com/images/12646-1997-Nissan-200SX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 208px;" src="http://www.dragtimes.com/images/12646-1997-Nissan-200SX.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;200SX Nissan. I &lt;3 This car. I think I'm to big though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Price : 19,000~ Aussie Dollar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.niot.net/niot_570/nissan_navara_niot.net%20%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.niot.net/niot_570/nissan_navara_niot.net%20%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nissan Navara 3.0 Turbo Diesel. Krush, Kill n DESTROY!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Price : 32,000~ Aussie Dollar (2nd Hand)&lt;br /&gt;Price : 57,000~ Aussie Dollar (1st Hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://drivenews.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/2007_harley-davidson_vrscdx_night_rod_special_right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 294px;" src="http://drivenews.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/2007_harley-davidson_vrscdx_night_rod_special_right.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harley Davidson V-ROD Night Special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powersportsnetwork.com/powersportsdlr/images/NewVehicles/2009_5_flstf_vivblk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.powersportsnetwork.com/powersportsdlr/images/NewVehicles/2009_5_flstf_vivblk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harley Davidson FAT BOY 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bike are just...awesome. I will own either one, one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Price : 29,000 Aussie Dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh one day...one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!! I'm sick of talking and going on about random shit. I think I've just been hit my writers block again :P So much for inspiration. But it will be bac-I mean go away &gt;_&gt;. I'm starting to get more and more used to blogging again. Its actually quite nice to write some stuff. You feel good about yourself, you know? No? Ok, well I maybe I'm just special. Not in a retarded way. Or maybe...oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The objective of this post was to put as much random topics I felt like talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/922600697483273102-7856069487193158116?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7856069487193158116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7856069487193158116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7856069487193158116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7856069487193158116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/02/epic-post-of-post-resits-stress.html' title='The epic post of post-resits stress.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3004850170077105017</id><published>2009-02-16T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:38:06.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In-ear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headphones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skullcandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TiTan'/><title type='text'>Review : TiTan Headphones (Skullcandy)</title><content type='html'>Yo yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do a quick review today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might or might not know, I love my music. If I'm on the bus or just going somewhere, I'll be carrying something that plays music. I used to have my iPod (which was great!!). Then I upgraded to a W960i Sony Ericsson MP3 phone. And now I have an iPhone 3G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I believe in using headphones and such, as it really does bring out the best in your music. Phone speakers don't beat a good pair of cans or in-ears :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!! Today, I figured I'd might aswell review one of the accessories that I find almost invaluable on my day to day adventures of life on the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you, the Skullcandy TiTan in-ear Headphones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://flymode.com/catalog/images/P/SC-Titan_DKGry-36A6_295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 450px;" src="https://flymode.com/catalog/images/P/SC-Titan_DKGry-36A6_295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love about these little buds are how comfortable they are!! They actually feel nice in your ear, Although you do get a slightly squishy sound whenever your ears are slightly damp. There is a foam replacement if you don't like the rubber/latex feel of the current bud covers, which you can squish up and plug into your ear. Also, another thing you rarely find now a days are the variety in colour to choose from!! I mean, if your looking to stand out, you can even get metallic green TiTans to fit your style. For me personally, I just went for the "Dark Gary" colour scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for sound quality, the sound produced is quite crisp surprisingly!! I mean, I've had some in-ear headphones in the past and none of them could handle songs with strong bass (e.g. Techno) and when I turned up the volume, you could hear a crackle once in awhile. With the Skullcandy TiTan, I haven't heard any disturbance in the music YET. Refer to bottom for a list of songs I've used to test the headphone with, aswell as technical info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pricing and packaging? The TiTan Headphones, by comparison to other models are quite average in price. I got my pair at Singapore Changi Airport for 75 SG (Roughly the same price in Aus, and thats 181 RM). However, I think for what you pay for, its not to bad. The materials used for the buds themselves feel like their made of plastic and are quite light. The headphones are finally finished with a logo embezzlement in what FEELS like steel. On top of that, you get a carrying case along with 3 pairs of replacement buds incase your old ones break or you lose em. Also, Skullcandy has a lifetime warranty on ALL THEIR PRODUCTS. Sick? I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that I tested this pair of in-ears with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstar DJ - Dark Oscillators&lt;br /&gt;Fire on the Mountain - Asa&lt;br /&gt;Furious Angels - Rob Dougan&lt;br /&gt;Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger - Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto Rock - Mos Def&lt;br /&gt;Infected - Demon Hunter&lt;br /&gt;Fly - Epik High&lt;br /&gt;Maybe - N.E.R.D&lt;br /&gt;Digital Love (Boris Dlugosh Remix) - Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;Holes to Heaven - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Redial - Jun Chiki Chikuma&lt;br /&gt;Love Games - Lady GaGa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these songs played quite well!! Really crisp and the beats are really sharp.&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the only song that sounded slightly off was Jack Johnson with Holes to Heaven. The guitar sounded muffled. I suspect its probably due to me presetting my iTunes equalizer to Electric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So!! In conclusion, what do I think of this pair of In-ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their a nice pair of headphones to carry around!! The free case helps you from tangling it around whatever you put in your bag (Or pocket) and the build quality is up there. The life-time warranty is also a nice addition. If your looking for something with a standard, but not to pricey (Look up Shure x_x), get a pair of TiTan Earphones from Skullcandy :)&lt;br /&gt;Here is some Technical Info for you gear-heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;11mm speaker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frequency range: 20 - 20K Hz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Impedance: 16 ohms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Max input power: 100mW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cable length: 1.3 M&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plug type: 3.5mm gold plated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;PEACE YA'LL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th July 2009 - UPDATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything for awhile about this because I just didn't have the time and was to busy with university to say anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the story anyway...better late then never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 months ago, my Skullcandy TiTan's had broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wear-and-tear life span of this pair of ear-plugs is surprisingly short :\ Considering I have only been using these in-ear headphones for about...4 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plug-in port for my buds had actually broke!! I'm suspecting a cable was twisted somewhere within, to the point that it has been rendered un-listenable or un-usuable. I got to twist and turn the plug about and apply abit of pressure on the actual connector for me to hear from either side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm a pretty careful guy. I don't do any extreme sporting or treat my stuff like trash. The only time I would have used the head-phones was when I took the bus to uni, took the bus home, walked around town and generally moving from lecture to lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised as to how quickly they had broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled a warranty claim at &lt;a href="http://www.skullcandy.com/"&gt;Skullcandy.com&lt;/a&gt; and I'm hoping that I will get a response soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I hope people will read this part of the review and take into consideration the quality of the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3004850170077105017?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3004850170077105017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3004850170077105017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3004850170077105017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3004850170077105017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-titan-headphones-skullcandy.html' title='Review : TiTan Headphones (Skullcandy)'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3247461882509344149</id><published>2009-02-03T14:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:14:37.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Clooney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Norris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Davy Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>By Odin's Beard!!</title><content type='html'>I don't have a beard (And eyebrows for that matter...but thats for another post...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know. Public ridicule, hairless jokes and stuff of the like, but I don't have a beard, and it cheeses me off &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who havn't seen my almost baby face, I don't have a 'commanding presence' beard. I've always wanted a beard though, since I was a little kid. Why would I want a beard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it would give me the confidence boost to realize that beards are actually over-rated and a high maintenance job!! Damn, now I don't want a beard...but I do wanna see how I would look with some implanted facial hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest, I'm not looking for some gay ass beard like this asshole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.polichicksonline.com/George%20Clloney%20beard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 488px;" src="http://www.polichicksonline.com/George%20Clloney%20beard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...with his cheesy fake grin and crow feet eyelids. NO...I'm talking kick-ass-baby-eating-ninja-killer beard. The kind of beard that says "Yeah, I own you...and your parents!!". The man that owns this beard? Is Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/21/chuck_norris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 300px;" src="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/21/chuck_norris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Chuck Norris, baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So!! I'm just wondering now...anyone know any tactics to get a brother to grow a beard? So far...the only tactics I can try out are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repetitive Shaving. The problem I find with this approach is that it's to slow!! I don't have the time or patience to shave all day!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Face Massage. I like this one!!...unless I wasn't going for the tool look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a Hippy. Smoking weed and listening to psychadelic rythems all day is just not my scene.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a Jew. I can't live without Pork. And I'm not that stingy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a Muslim. Same as above...without the stingyness...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a tyrant in the middle east and hide in a hole for 2 weeks. Nah, I don't have the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just don't touch the hairs!! BUT I'VE TRIED IT!!...for 18 year &gt;_&lt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So now, I've come to the conclusion that I will make it one of my personal goals to grow some chops first. Then world domination baby. Davy Jones style. Yaaarrrgghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/gallery/2006/06/20/davyjones3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 350px;" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/gallery/2006/06/20/davyjones3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, THAT is a conqueror beard. One day...one day...&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/922600697483273102-3247461882509344149?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3247461882509344149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3247461882509344149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3247461882509344149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3247461882509344149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/02/by-odins-beard.html' title='By Odin&apos;s Beard!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1887831416124537213</id><published>2009-01-24T11:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:32:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AirAsia - A story about failure.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who enjoy AirAsia, stop reading!! because I HATE AirAsia. I've never flown AirAsia in the past. This was my FIRST time and even then...I am shocked at the 'service' provided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was booked in to fly to KL on the 18th of January at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:10 PM&lt;/span&gt;. In my infinite wisdom, I choose to go to the airport abit early...well, 2 hours early (So I'm at the airport by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:10 PM&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, kiasu abit lah because don't wanna get stuck behind a line of pilaks and grandmas. Check in was smooth and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes 4:30, I hear over the PA system "Flight to KL, AP5109 has been delayed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:50 PM"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok lah I suppose thats alright, its not like my flight has been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CANCELLED&lt;/span&gt;... or so I hoped...but anyway I just wait. Its not like 40 minutes is that long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 PM&lt;/span&gt; I'm finally boarding the plane, walking out to the crappy Boeing 747. Then I notice something. The wing of the plane was leaking!! Like...open tap leaking!! Confused, I still board the plane. Hoping its just rain water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6:45 PM &lt;/span&gt;waiting for the plane to leave, the PA system clicks and I hear "This is your Captain speaking, we are sorry to inform you, but the hydraulics in the wings of the plane have malfunctioned and thus at the advice of our engineer, we have delayed the flight. This delay is expected to take a VERY long time but don't worry, our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GROUND STAFF&lt;/span&gt; will take care of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;" I get off the plane like everyone else, and to my amazment, there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt; to tell us the situation or update us. I just sit down and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:15 PM&lt;/span&gt; I'm sick of waiting and ask the 'ground staff' which happens to be a fat ugly bitch with a mustache "Excuse me, but urmm how long will the delay for flight AP5109 last?" She snorts a reply "I dunno". I give her a WTF look and ask "Well, are there any alternatives? Can I book for a different flight?", she looks at me and replies "Yah, go to the front counter and change lah". I dash for the counter to ensure my spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:30 PM&lt;/span&gt; and Im waiting in line for my ticket change. I look around to the terminal hall, and as though it were a movie, I see a horde of people RUNNING for the counter. They were people on the same flight as ME. I just thank my lack of patience that I was able to ensure myself infront of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to the counter despite being cut of by a pair of fat dudung gorillas. And thankfully I've just been booked for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:20 PM&lt;/span&gt; flight out of KK to KL. FINALLY!! My whole escapade with AirAsia is OVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comments on AirAsia? I would rather swim than take AirAsia. I've read reviews on how bad AA is, but man...I thought it was just one of those one off things that happen. But it really IS as shit as they say. If any of you guys from AirAsia are reading. Please, DO SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I'm off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pics are coming. Stupid internet is so slow, so I can't upload my pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to...&lt;br /&gt;Baby Don't Cry Remix by DJ Inntimate Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1887831416124537213?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1887831416124537213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1887831416124537213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1887831416124537213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1887831416124537213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/01/airasia-story-about-failure.html' title='AirAsia - A story about failure.'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6510029180809925843</id><published>2009-01-17T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:21:23.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poker'/><title type='text'>LOL COPTER!! Its Poker :O</title><content type='html'>Well, I couldn't think of a more unique title for this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man!! I've been playing SOOOOOO much poker recently &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gotten to the point where I CHEAT in online poker HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, an online conversation over MSN would be something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Hay guys&lt;br /&gt;Alex : Yo yo yo&lt;br /&gt;Rod : Yo yo yo&lt;br /&gt;Me : Poker?&lt;br /&gt;Alex : Yup&lt;br /&gt;Me : Wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;Rod : Go to Alex's room, my room is crap.&lt;br /&gt;Me : K...&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ok, I'm in...&lt;br /&gt;*Round starts*&lt;br /&gt;Alex : I got a 6 n A&lt;br /&gt;Me : I got a 5 5&lt;br /&gt;Rod : gah, crapp cards...3 J&lt;br /&gt;*6 6 J comes out*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Shit, Alex you got the upper hand, I fold&lt;br /&gt;Rod : Yeah same.&lt;br /&gt;Alex : kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNNDDDDD basically, thats how we cheat in poker :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong for me to cheat in online poker? I don't think its wrong!! Its just beating all the fools who go in hard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think another thing which really does lure me into Poker is the community!! You meet some of the WiED3st people playing poker :P I've been called more racist names within my time playing poker than I have in real life. Names such as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chingy&lt;br /&gt;- Wong&lt;br /&gt;- Chinigger&lt;br /&gt;- Squinty eyes&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Bastard&lt;br /&gt;- Communist&lt;br /&gt;and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite being Chinigger. Its not even offensive!! I seriously pity the person who thought of it, cause its just a rubbish insult!! I suspect you'd actually have to be mentally retarded or deformed somehow to think it were somewhat even remotely witty. Maybe he thought it would evoke my wrath, but I just laughed. You can't take someone seriously when he's retarded!!...can you? I mean, generally, nobody takes racists seriously anyway :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway thats all for today!! I hope to update soon. Maybe less TLDR, more visual stuff like photos...or...videos *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6510029180809925843?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6510029180809925843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6510029180809925843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6510029180809925843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6510029180809925843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-copter-its-poker-o.html' title='LOL COPTER!! Its Poker :O'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1943097604248244125</id><published>2009-01-16T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:06:58.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>2008, Fantastic you were...</title><content type='html'>Good bye &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;. You were a year with many faces, phases and dilemmas. I'll remember you for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year of uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 18th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year of independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second time on a Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time in South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second time in South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time clubbing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time winning a public drinking comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making new friends and having a blast of fun with old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing contact with old friends...say hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economic meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I won't forget about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For understanding the meaning of friendship...?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For learning lessons on life and that maturity comes from age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For rekindling the fire to do martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize that the world is there for my taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For September 10. The day in which many people thought would be their last with the initiation of the Large Hadron Collider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Obama vs McCain votes!! (Obama, represent Yo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham in Melbourne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family coming to Melbourne in September ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the support from Mum and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the support from Friends, the second most important people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my enemies, you bastards just make me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For realizing that single life is better than originally felt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being more motivated to do more with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For realizing that money is a commodity above all else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for making me make this entry :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace and love everyone and hope to see you into 2009~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1943097604248244125?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1943097604248244125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1943097604248244125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1943097604248244125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1943097604248244125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-fantastic-you-were.html' title='2008, Fantastic you were...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3046323462294777153</id><published>2008-11-07T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:38:09.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock n roll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock n Rolla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocknrolla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocknroll'/><title type='text'>Movie Review : Rock n Rolla</title><content type='html'>I'm going back to Malaysia :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;I watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;In Australia.&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough. Today, I am going to review a movie!! :) I watched the newly release "Rock n Rolla", from famed British Director Guy Ritchie. The actors are mostly reknown British Actors such as Tom Wilkinson, Mark Strong, Idris Elba, Thandie Newton, Scotish Actor Gerald Butler AKA King Leonidis, Ludacris AKA Chris Bridges, Jeremy Piven (OK, the last two were American, but their both funny guys and great actors) and the rocknrolla himself, Toby Kebbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_6/rocknrolla_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 481px;" src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_6/rocknrolla_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There's no school like old School"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock n Rolla...a typical Guy Ritchie film...full of staunch men with guns, a crime boss, a group of poor bastards in somebodies pocket, fate and a twist that WILL want to make you watch it again, just because the movie is that awesome. Words would not justify the level of joy and amusement I endured watching this movie. It's similarities to its older brothers (Snatch and Lock Stock and Two barrels smoking) are clearly visiable from start till end, but thats not to say its a stale idea!! I see that Guy didn't mess with a formula that already worked wonders, except maybe for exchanging Jason Statham for Gerald Butler!! Not that King Leonidis was a bad replacement though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here is just a quick brief summary of the story and hopefully not as much of a spoiler as I hope...BUT if your a fan of Guy Ritchie films, you can kind of predict a possible ending, so for you guys, I'll short down the synopsis to a few tag words which you can leave you with an idea of WHAT to expect :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** WARNING POSSIBLE SPOILER ****&lt;br /&gt;drugs, money, russians, corruption, extortion, mobsters, sexy women, rockstars, crackheads, alcohol, homosexuals, paintings, guns, torture, American crayfish, greed, violance, deception, sellouts, new school, old school, riches, power, fame, rocknrolla&lt;br /&gt;**** END OF POSSIBLE SPOILER ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, what I thought of the film!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED IT!!&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, this movie surpassed my expectations. I was expecting a fairly good movie, with abit of action and twist, but wait, there's more!! This movie is kind of like the gift that keeps on giving. And thats a good thing. The characters in the film are so rich and dynamic, each character actually forms their very own story and that gives the movie such a livly feel!! But I suppose, that is one of the things Guy Ritchie has been able to do for his past movies. He builds up on his characters and gives them life, where as most crime movies like the recent "Bank Job" had (I felt) almost NO character development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another delight of this movie was the ACTION!! I LOVE action films, and this movie was definitely NOT a let down. Guy Ritchie struck a fine balance between story telling and action and at the same time, a bit of comedy!! I believe this deadly combination is what makes the viewers almost salivating as to what the next scene was about!! And I believe this is what made every scene feel like it had purpose!! In conclusion, this movie WILL go down as one of my all time favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I found funny in the movie...&lt;br /&gt;When you see Gerald Butler in the movie, you just can't help but say under your breath at certain moments "THIS IS SPARTA".&lt;br /&gt;Those who have seen Dead Man's Shoes would laugh at the notion that Toby Kebbell plays an absolute hard-ass Rocker in this movie, whereas in Dead Man's Shoes, he plays a meek mentally retarded grocery boy. What is the world coming to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating - 9.4/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3046323462294777153?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3046323462294777153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3046323462294777153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3046323462294777153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3046323462294777153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-review-rock-n-rolla.html' title='Movie Review : Rock n Rolla'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5962386875982266789</id><published>2008-10-13T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:12:18.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday wish'/><title type='text'>Oh and also...</title><content type='html'>Dear mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 40 something BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your getting older and older, but we love you more and more with every year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better son...(AKA Randall lah!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Whoops, sorry I said "Dead" instead of "Dear"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5962386875982266789?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5962386875982266789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5962386875982266789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5962386875982266789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5962386875982266789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-and-also.html' title='Oh and also...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5138125262130192443</id><published>2008-10-13T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:40:39.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Aiya...survery -__-" tagged by Michelle~</title><content type='html'>1 ) At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Marry ah? Wah...so private wan...25 lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?&lt;br /&gt;Wah, you can really eat man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you?&lt;br /&gt;Paul, Daniel, Izzy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) Where is the place you want to go the most and with whom?&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to KK...and makan with my buddies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Dream ah? Wah...to be rich loh!! Then I can buy all my other dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Can!! Use gold loh!! Hiyaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;My tongue!! Then I cannot taste yummy food :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) If you win 1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Invest into America!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Wah...your quite pretty hoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) List out the good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm Michelle Chu ahh...hrmm....HRMMMmm....HRMM- Oh!! Her blog is quite funny ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ) What am i doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Making a website :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 ) Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;I hate...many stereo types of people lah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 ) What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;To work a 9 to 5 job, and retire at 60, live my life and see my children grow and then I can die. So easy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 ) What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to outshine me &gt;:( hahah no lahh...not being honest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 ) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Aiya...this one is an easy question...my life lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm to cheap...although I like to buy stuff :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 ) What do you see when you look into a mirror?&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, who is that sexy fai loh oh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;br /&gt;Problems? Who said got problem!? No problem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ) What is your desired age to lose ur virginity&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 ) What are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;Naked men...rope...enuff said!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 people:&lt;br /&gt;8 people ah?!&lt;br /&gt;PAUL!!&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL!!&lt;br /&gt;SAMSON!!&lt;br /&gt;IZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;DARREN!!&lt;br /&gt;NADIA!!&lt;br /&gt;ADAM!!&lt;br /&gt;WHOEVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tireeeeddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall "Yo Mou Cow Chor?" Low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5138125262130192443?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5138125262130192443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5138125262130192443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5138125262130192443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5138125262130192443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/10/aiyasurvery-tagged-by-michelle.html' title='Aiya...survery -__-&quot; tagged by Michelle~'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3836793747573410029</id><published>2008-09-30T17:21:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:16:47.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fried Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastime'/><title type='text'>Cooking with Me :) Episode 1</title><content type='html'>Hiya people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd do something out of the ordinary for once :D&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being awesome and generally kicking-ass, one of my favorite pastimes is COOKING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! Woohoo!! Yippy!! YEAH!! GO ME!! RAWR!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, what did I cook? Fried Rice!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna talk about? HOW TO COOK MY Fried Rice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now into the serious stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cartenman Fried Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes between 10-15 minutes (Serves 3 people or 1 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fat Person&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    3 x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eggs&lt;/span&gt; (In most cases, for each bowl of rice added, use 1 Egg)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRVGDuhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tH9PNdOy2eA/s1600-h/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRVGDuhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tH9PNdOy2eA/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251765910745889298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooked Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXVpEhHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5Drot78hFkc/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXVpEhHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5Drot78hFkc/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251767113483584626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooking Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    2 x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bacon Strips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRrZZOdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/k_FDtQfO5YQ/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRrZZOdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/k_FDtQfO5YQ/s320/IMG_0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251765916732570066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can of Luncheon Meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGW1YbuzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tyF-Goce8ac/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGW1YbuzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/tyF-Goce8ac/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251767104823868210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crushed Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRvkfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pFKXf9adTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRvkfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/9pFKXf9adTQ/s320/IMG_0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251765917852844930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomato Paste Pasta Sauce (Garlic and Onion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXDUwDhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qsar6GEgEAg/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXDUwDhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Qsar6GEgEAg/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251767108566519314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soy Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Lee and Perrins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXuoH1rI/AAAAAAAAAG8/FACAqzU7TQY/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGXuoH1rI/AAAAAAAAAG8/FACAqzU7TQY/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251767120190494386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An inquisitive mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;OK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He are the steps we will take today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Put the cooked rice into a pan/wok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Add the cooking oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Dice the Bacon and Luncheon Meat. (You can be like me and not bother, dicing as you go I'm just lazy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Mix the meats into the rice and stir slowly for about 3-4 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Add about 3 table spoons of Soy Sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Add about 1/2 table spoon of Lee and Perrins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stir slowly until rice is coated with sauce.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Add 1/2 Table spoon of crushed Garlic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add 2-3 Table spoons of Tomato Paste Pasta Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stir slowly for about 3 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Crack the eggs onto the rice. If there are about 3 bowls of rice, use about 3 eggs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Stir the eggs and rice together, make sure you BREAK the yolk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Stir for about 5-7 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Done :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRaOHMBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CVqzw6LMep4/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRaOHMBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CVqzw6LMep4/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251765912121847826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thirsty, ALSO consume it with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGWhDTHeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zRY7T5k0y5I/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIGWhDTHeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zRY7T5k0y5I/s320/IMG_0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251767099366514146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm Bratz diabetes drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW!! This is a customer review~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRX2V29I/AAAAAAAAAF8/NFtGIMeXsNE/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRX2V29I/AAAAAAAAAF8/NFtGIMeXsNE/s320/IMG_0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251765911485275090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote from Darren Low:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The sublime hints of flavor in the rice gives it an almost rich feeling of indulgence. This sensual delight is only magnified by its magnificent 'crispy' texture and alluring smell, a smell comparable only to that of rich mahogany and a freshly opened bottled of Burgundy Chardonnay, aged to a ripe 3 years. Taste wise, one could compare it to reliving a moment in time during the Qing Dynasty, where acceleration of the human taste bud was rampant, as peasant to emperor were continually delighted with foreign ingredients and alien like tastes. This is truly, a royal dish among mear men"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slightly OVER exaggerated...and probably untrue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can cook this and knowing almost basic skills in the kitchen, then any of you lost-cases out there can cook just as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on a side-note, I bought an iPhone 3G 16GB Black :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall, signing out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;American Pig - Sugar Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3836793747573410029?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3836793747573410029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3836793747573410029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3836793747573410029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3836793747573410029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/09/cooking-with-me-episode-1.html' title='Cooking with Me :) Episode 1'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SOIFRVGDuhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tH9PNdOy2eA/s72-c/IMG_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5921842479086209216</id><published>2008-09-20T16:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:55:21.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen Hawking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retarded People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corpus Clock'/><title type='text'>Ja-Ja-Ja-Jaded!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PHEW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been one hell of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;long&lt;/span&gt; week.&lt;br /&gt;So many things been happening that I think I would go as far as to say this has been an epic week. A week of almost epic proportions and epic encounters. Not to mention some epic food and epic work (&gt;:-O) . Hrmm I feel like having some epic steak, and sitting down with an epic drink and watching an epic movie. I think I'll watch my recently obtained Death Race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what have I done/obtained/wrecked/thought-of-doing this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did 3 x Assignments&lt;br /&gt;Did 1 x Test&lt;br /&gt;Went to 1 x Poker Night (Well, I didn't even play...-_-")&lt;br /&gt;Bought 1 x New Bed&lt;br /&gt;Repaired 1 x Old Chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Downloaded 5 x Continuations for Grandma and Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yeah I forgot to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Malaysia!! Get Me TFO of here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on a side NOTE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this sick invention out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 346px; height: 546px;" src="http://www.beloblog.com/ProJo_Blogs/shenews/08/Britain%20Chronophage.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called the "Corpus Clock".&lt;br /&gt;That weird grass-hopper dragon you see at the top, is the Chronophage. Yes, it serves a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this clock? To EAT time. Scaring concept? Not really, I'm eating your time now as you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! Your probably wondering how this thing works, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this video link out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHO1JTNPPOU"&gt;Corpus Clock and Chronophage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an awesome design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is UNVEILING it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hint : I talk like Microsoft Sam. I'm smart. And rich. And in a chair. I also can't speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh screw it, here's a slapper of a hint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SNZXaJH9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MBt_UXP_lc8/s1600-h/SH.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SNZXaJH9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MBt_UXP_lc8/s400/SH.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478522384399906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Property of "The Adventures of Dc Mc NInja"&lt;br /&gt;image taken from www.drmcninja.com&lt;br /&gt;(Probably the funniest web-comic around).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on that note, if you read my last blog post, for Darren to shame and name me, here is my response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SNZZRr2_-xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BaEA4OGMvho/s1600-h/DarrenRetard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SNZZRr2_-xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BaEA4OGMvho/s400/DarrenRetard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480576112950034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Aww man, I got to control. I'm dieting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a pleasantly unsatisfactory week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith - Jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Yeah, stupid of me to not research up enough of it :P&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/922600697483273102-5921842479086209216?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5921842479086209216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5921842479086209216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5921842479086209216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5921842479086209216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/09/ja-ja-ja-jaded.html' title='Ja-Ja-Ja-Jaded!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SNZXaJH9PiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MBt_UXP_lc8/s72-c/SH.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6802297053035371260</id><published>2008-09-16T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:09:14.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merdeka 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merdeka'/><title type='text'>Changes!!!</title><content type='html'>This is just a quick post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my Banner up the top to suit the month of Merdeka. As a East Malaysian, I will just say Happy Merdeka to all Malaysians out there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to?&lt;br /&gt;Uni Work!! Damn uni has got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; over time!!&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that from making simple programs on Alice (A game making program intended for school kids) I'll eventually be moving into using Java and typing out SQL command lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;most of you people are probably thinking "wtf is SQL?! o_0!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! On a different topic...if your on my brothers facebook, you'd probably already read this, but this is the quote of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everything is DOWN! AIG is in the shit, Lehman bros are bankrupt, Merrill Lynch got bought over! BUT, Randall's Weight is still going UP!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are fathers for right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt; Merdeka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If this is plagued with spelling mistakes, forgive me, kinda rushed...&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Yeah I know Merdeka was on the 31st August, but I don't care...ok Maybe I do, but better late then never haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6802297053035371260?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6802297053035371260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6802297053035371260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6802297053035371260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6802297053035371260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/09/changes.html' title='Changes!!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-3252383891887770044</id><published>2008-09-13T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:20:12.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm suffering from a NERD attack</title><content type='html'>NERD?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nerd-paradise.com/images/nerd/nerd_385x261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://nerd-paradise.com/images/nerd/nerd_385x261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!! Oh gosh definitely...No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 330px; height: 461px;" src="http://hotmusicbeat.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/nerd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote (As corny as this may be) from Wikipedia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What is a N*E*R*D? N*E*R*D stands for No-one Ever Really Dies. The Neptunes are who we are and N*E*R*D is what we do. It's our life. N*E*R*D is just a basic belief, man. People's energies are made of their souls. When you die, that energy may disperse but it isn't destroyed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ok, besides from the philosophical rabble babble, these guys make music. The classy, "Hip-Hop", awesome kinda music. The kind of music you'd listen to when your drunk, in a club, high, chilling, skate boarding, and WHATEVER!! Non-the-less, these guys have some slick tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N*E*R*D compromises of 3 band members (Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo and Shae Haley). Together, this trio has made probably some of the shickest music I've heard in awhile. Now!! Less talk and onto the good stuff &gt;:D (Just a few songs I quiet like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD - Rock Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OhtIif4kx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OhtIif4kx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD - Provider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRGcDO-U8Nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRGcDO-U8Nc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD - Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSR6UP9866c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSR6UP9866c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^ SHOULD BE YOUTUBE VIDEOS ABOVE!! IF NOT VISIT MY BLOG TO VIEW ^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I might aswell say it now, why am I writing about N*E*R*D? Almost everyone has heard of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the truth is, I never finished this post. I wrote it about 6 months ago, but I just never posted it because I realized it was pretty lame writing about a band that I like. I just look like an epic fan boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why now am I writing about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because N*E*R*D is having a concert in Melbourne, Australia. I wanted to go to this concert so badly I checked online in February to buy tickets. TickeTek wasn't even selling them. So, I'm kinda thinking to myself "Oh, maybe its not on..." and "Maybe I'll watch Eric Clapton for $200 bucks...nah..." So!! I read around and just as I came back, I find out N*E*R*D tickets were on sale for AGES!! And they were coming to Melbourne on the 5th of March. Checked TickeTek again, oh NOW they sell them. Well, I'm planning to buy tickets for the N*E*R*D concert on the 5th of March. $100 AUD a ticket, so, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if your going to the concert or ARE interested in going do send me a text asap&lt;/span&gt; ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully people read my notes then :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: posted at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.cartenman.blogspot.com"&gt;www.cartenman.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- Visit to view videos and more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-3252383891887770044?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/3252383891887770044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=3252383891887770044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3252383891887770044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/3252383891887770044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-suffering-from-nerd-attack_13.html' title='I&apos;m suffering from a NERD attack'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4921021482902982415</id><published>2008-08-25T17:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:08:01.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patapon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pata Pon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pata'/><title type='text'>Game Review : Patapon</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd do something different for once other than my movies, life, and overall emotional issues. For once, I'd like to do a review on...a GAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, your probably saying "WTF NERDD!!"&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, that is probably true...but ANYWAY!! This game is DEFINETLY not nerdy. It's no where as cool as when I count in Binary or when I quote Yoda from Star Wars...BUT this is a very SCHWEET game indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Patapon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...tiny plastic men...made up of a single eyeball...and they FIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys DON'T know what the word FEAR is.&lt;br /&gt;These guys DON'T back down from the ENEMY.&lt;br /&gt;In a similar sense...their kinda like the Spartans of Greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idban.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/300_patapon_by_canecodesign.png?w=500&amp;amp;h=600"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 429px;" src="http://idban.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/300_patapon_by_canecodesign.png?w=500&amp;amp;h=600" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the general story of the game is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, you the player, plays the role of the "Almighty" in which you once lead the unstoppable, fearless and overall mighty Patapons to greatness and power by playing the Divine Drums of the Gods which helped to inspire the Patapons. But one day, you grew quite and left the Patapon Empire to crumble and its people to starve. After many years of living on the brink of extinction and hiding from the EVIL Zigoton Empire, you the "Almighty" returns to save the people and this is where the player comes in. It is thus your duty to lead the Patapons to greatness through the use of your Divine Drums of Inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the Patapons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have are a tribe of the most hard-ass warriors the world has possibly SEEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SLKC_-8t8xI/AAAAAAAAADI/SocFSZnQXv8/s1600-h/Patapon+Warriors.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SLKC_-8t8xI/AAAAAAAAADI/SocFSZnQXv8/s400/Patapon+Warriors.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238393352326345490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;What we have here is a collection of the different warrior types in the tribe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, there are 3 types of Warriors in the tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melee Warrior Patapons&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Basically, these little guys use Axes, Swords, Lances and whatever to dish out some serious HURT on the enemy. They are also the ones that get eaten, diced and basically crunched up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spearmen Warrior Patapons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are your average Spearmen. And as such, they use AXES...wait...no SPEARS!!...Ahh yesshh...But yeah, these guys are AWESOME!! They throw spears at the enemy like that one scene in 300...yeah. Well, these guys are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bowmen Warrior Patapons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the most CHEAPEST unit in the game. These little dudes use BOWS (Thus, they are called Bowmen). They deal the least amount of damage but they make up for it with ranged attacks, giving your army an advantage over the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you play Patapon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here is the staring appeal of the whole game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who here likes Guitar Hero?&lt;br /&gt;Who here likes DDR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you said "OH GOD YES!! I friggin LOVE Guitar Hero/DDR!! Please, tell me more!!"&lt;br /&gt;This game is for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far, the BEST timed music beat game I've played in my LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;The object of the game is basically this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 Drum beats - Pata, Pon, Chaka, Dom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pibbit.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/patapon-drums.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.pibbit.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/patapon-drums.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each combination of beats gives off a special effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, pressing the Pata Pata Pata Pon symbols moves your Patapon army forward, where as pressing Pon Pon Pata Pon commands your Patapon army to ATTACK!!. Basically, the combination of commands to use your Patapons are almost endless (Later on, you can summon totems to give special abilities for your army, such as calling the rain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this if only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HALF&lt;/span&gt; of what the game is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half is...by far the most innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've played that game where you conquer countries and push forward your world domination and generally impose your will upon others*, then you'd like this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I think its called RISK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is the ability to time your beats and rhythm VITAL within the game, your ability to control and call for the RIGHT combination of commands is just as important. The game imposes this need for the player to be aware of whats happening to their army as well as what keys their pressing. Whats this creates is an almost challenging and brain-twisting game for the player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this situation for example...&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing a giant T-Rex against my army, I don't want them to get trampled and destroyed!! So I'd have to call upon a defensive command move for my armies Melee warriors to defend the Spearmen and Bowmen at the back. But lets say I fumble the command beat and my army is open to attack. The T-Rex would simply crush my Melee warriors and leave my Spearmen/Archers open to attack and possibly destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the player must know how to balance both their beat/rhythm and their strategic ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is just plain awesome. I've only played it for a total awesome time of 4 hours so far, and its FANTASTIC. Its a hard game, but its that kinda difficulty which MAKES you wanna try harder. The ONLY problem I have with some parts of the game are that sometimes you feel really let down when you press a combination of moves, only to find you misplaced your beat by 0.3 seconds.&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CARTEN%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this game, a rating of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SLKbZKXzBVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jbxGj3FDX-M/s1600-h/Patapon+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SLKbZKXzBVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jbxGj3FDX-M/s400/Patapon+Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238420173168510290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4921021482902982415?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/4921021482902982415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=4921021482902982415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4921021482902982415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4921021482902982415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/08/game-review-patapon.html' title='Game Review : Patapon'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SLKC_-8t8xI/AAAAAAAAADI/SocFSZnQXv8/s72-c/Patapon+Warriors.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7586398344431541268</id><published>2008-08-13T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:04:02.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spirit'/><title type='text'>The Spirit...COMPELS ME!!</title><content type='html'>MY CITY SCREAMS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to put it clear, I'm a HUGE fan of Frank Miller's stuff. I love ALL his comics and movies.&lt;br /&gt;and his new movie on his comic "THE SPIRIT" has just rekindled my flame of "fan"-dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://screenrant.com/images/the-spirit-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 569px;" src="http://screenrant.com/images/the-spirit-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the general synopsis I grabbed from IMDB (IMDB is the best!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down these mean streets a man must come. A hero born, murdered, and born again. When a Rookie cop named Denny Colt returns from the beyond as The Spirit, a hero whose mission is to fight against the bad forces from the shadows of Central City. The Octopus who kills anyone unfortunate enough to see his face who has other plans. He's going to wipe out the entire city. The Spirit tracks this cold hearted killer from the city's rundown warehouses, to the damp catacombs, to the windswept waterfront all the while facing a bevy of beautiful women who either want to seduce, love or kill the masked crusader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so hyped out for this movie? Well it only contains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://unfit2print.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/samuel_l_jackson_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 271px;" src="http://unfit2print.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/samuel_l_jackson_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/celebs/scarlettjohansson/scarlett_johansson_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 274px;" src="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/celebs/scarlettjohansson/scarlett_johansson_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SKLMWX3sm5I/AAAAAAAAACw/BVlfkz7b7bo/s1600-h/eva-mendes-wallpapers024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SKLMWX3sm5I/AAAAAAAAACw/BVlfkz7b7bo/s320/eva-mendes-wallpapers024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233970401694751634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I never made any of these pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cast like this, you KNOW it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna sink your teeth into this juicy trailer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWm8U17QguA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit Trailer #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit is coming out early next year, so stay tuned, cause I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The song in the trailer is Choke by Hybrid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7586398344431541268?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7586398344431541268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7586398344431541268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7586398344431541268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7586398344431541268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/08/spiritcompels-me.html' title='The Spirit...COMPELS ME!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SKLMWX3sm5I/AAAAAAAAACw/BVlfkz7b7bo/s72-c/eva-mendes-wallpapers024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-491327954600386846</id><published>2008-07-25T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:34:35.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Fruit Is not my name!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mini update&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I thought I've seen it all. I've heard of people named Potato, Lemon, even Child 1 (Chinese direct translation of course). But apparently, some unfortunate little girl in NZ got named "Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii". Like...WOW...I mean, imagine if my parents named me something stupid like "Sex Fruit" or "Violence". For more info, click the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/7522952.stm"&gt;BBC NEWS | Asia Pacific | NZ judge orders 'odd' name change&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ahajokes.com/cartoon/aolbabies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ahajokes.com/cartoon/aolbabies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds me of this comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: if you can't read it, it says the babies names with a @aol.com)&lt;br /&gt;(PPS: ok that was a shit example, but you get the idea -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton - Cocaine (Original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-491327954600386846?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/491327954600386846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=491327954600386846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/491327954600386846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/491327954600386846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/07/sex-fruit-is-not-my-name.html' title='Sex Fruit Is not my name!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2794593992762034564</id><published>2008-07-23T08:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:51:13.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbos arn't Lesbian?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mini Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing through my daily news reading and I read this funny article on Lesbians and Lesbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apprently, the story goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;An Island in Greece called "Lesbos" had appealed against the use of Lesbian as a term used for homosexual women. Apparently, these poor islanders have refered to themselves as "Lesbos" for a long time now and that the homosexual meaning of the name has insulted their identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna read more on this, follow the link ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/7520343.stm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBC News | Europe | Lesbos Locals Lose Lesbian Appeal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also, I'm feeling sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2794593992762034564?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2794593992762034564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2794593992762034564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2794593992762034564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2794593992762034564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/07/lesbos-arnt-lesbian.html' title='Lesbos arn&apos;t Lesbian?!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5934363804740644492</id><published>2008-07-20T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:09:41.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tekken, THE MOVIE?!</title><content type='html'>WOAH!! And I thought I had seen it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tekken the Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it follows Jin Kazama and his fight to remove his devil gene...&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS NOT ANIME!! In fact, its stated to be rated R (Editor : Is that R for Radically AWESOMENESS?!) I know they made a cartoon version of Tekken like when I was a kid...but an actually movie :S I wanna watch this...&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know more on the actual MOVIE coming out soon, click the link below~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstshowing.net/2008/06/30/luke-goss-says-tekken-movie-will-end-up-rated-r/"&gt;Click Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who WATCHED the Tekken anime from AGES ago and want a refresher here is a link on Wikipedia :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tekken:_The_Motion_Picture"&gt;Click me for Tekken, THE MOTION PICTURE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, since we're on the same page of Tekken...&lt;br /&gt;The new Tekken 6 (Seriously Heihachi you old fart, just die!! How old are you? 120?!)&lt;br /&gt;here is a link, cause I'm bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tekken-official.jp/index.html"&gt;Tekkan 6 Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What am I listening to at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Will.I.Am - Heartbreaker (ft. Cheryl Cole)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5934363804740644492?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5934363804740644492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5934363804740644492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5934363804740644492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5934363804740644492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/07/tekken-movie.html' title='Tekken, THE MOVIE?!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-8829205182979044963</id><published>2008-07-20T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:06:03.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review : Hellboy 2 : The Golden Army</title><content type='html'>Well, I had an itching to do another movie review before my big Kota Kinabalu post *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this post as...practice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie I'll be reviewing today is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellboy II : The Golden Army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/hellboy2-poster-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/hellboy2-poster-big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an epic movie. No doubt about that. I loved it from the start to the end. Unlike the original first movie (which was no where as close to how good this was) this movie was directed and filmed by famed Spanish director &lt;span&gt;Guillermo del Toro (Pan's Labyrinth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast consists of Ron Pearlmen who plays as Hellboy 'Big Red' once again and he's teamed with the fiery Liz (Selma Blaire) , Abe Sapian (Doug Jones) and the mysterious Johann Krauss (Seth McFarlane) to battle the evils of the earth once again. The movie takes place sometime after the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** WARNING : POSSIBLE SPOILER ALERT ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas 1955 and a young Hellboy is being told a story from his human father about the Golden Army. The story starts about how a ancient war had brewed against two waring factions, the humans and the elves. One day, the elves employ the help of the Goblin smiths to create an army of endless power and immortality, never questioning their leader and showing no mercy. The elf king, Balor having decimated the humans created a pack of peace with the humans and vowed never to use the deadly army. One person however went against the pact, Prince Nuada, who left in exile to return only when his people needed him most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie then cuts back to the current decade. Hellboy and the FBI heads having a bitter dispute as to Hellboy's existence to the world. Then an emergency calling goes off, leading the team of into a building filled with vicious tooth faeries. A box with a royal seal is found and this sets off a hunt for clues and information on the hideous and dark secret the night had to once offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** END OF SPOILER **************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what do I think once again of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED IT!! I've been a huge fan of Hellboy since I watched the first one and the second film really did justice to the series. There are some comedy elements on top of the non-stop action and thrill of the film and if Ron Pearlmen wasn't the one voicing (and acting) Hellboy, I seriously would not have watched this movie. I love the beautiful designs of the characters (The Royal Guards, The weaponry "BIG BABY"...) Del Torro really hit it hard with the exotic character types in the film, which was pretty much evident in his movie Pan's Labyrinth. The action in the film was pretty sweet aswell as some of the quotes (Editor : Paul, you hear that?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't think was good about this movie?&lt;br /&gt;Well, no movie is perfect, and my criticism probably comes from the slightly bland and linear storyline (Boom, Bam, this happens, he dies, she lives etc...). The character development also is not quite as deep as the last movie, it's not as rich and you see only SOME part of the character's character...if that makes sense &gt;_&gt; ... You'd only understand SOME of the jokes and parts of the movie if you've seen the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY!! This movie was fantastic and I have no regrets on spending my time and money on this. This movie could be watched with kids, if they don't mind abit of blood. Oh and to use a very chic term, its beefcake central for the nerd enthusiast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I QUIT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-8829205182979044963?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/8829205182979044963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=8829205182979044963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8829205182979044963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/8829205182979044963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review-hellboy-2-golden-army.html' title='Movie Review : Hellboy 2 : The Golden Army'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5563932926227288341</id><published>2008-07-03T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:13:41.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelina Jolie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James McAvoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanted'/><title type='text'>Movie Review : Wanted</title><content type='html'>Hay guys!! I just felt like doing a movie review in my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie I reviewed today was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g80/jmor92/Wanted_film_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g80/jmor92/Wanted_film_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring Angelina Jolie, James McAvoy (Mr Tumnus from Narnia), Morgan Freeman and other such actors of that grade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, basically I'll try to write as much as I can without spoiling the movie for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** WARNING : POSSIBLE SPOILER ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts with a shoot out with a crew of Assassins and what seems to be an ambush on an Assassin called Mr X, where Mr X slays the crew of Assassin's but is later sniped by a mysterious man, named only as Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film then goes on to follow an average joe called Wesley Gibson (James McAvoy). He has a lousy desk job and lives in a crappy relationship with a girlfriend cheating on him with his 'bestfriend'. Essentially, Wesley is broke...and he's got nothing. He suffers from sudden bouts of intense high-blood pressure and his surroundings become warped and twisted, down to the point where time itself slows down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, whilst buying his meds to cure his condition, he meets Fox (Angelina Jolie) who tells him to follow her. Wesley initially refuses untill Cross appears and attempts to kill Wesley. A shootout occurs...which eventually turns into a car chase...where Fox and Wesley escape in a most dashing of fashion (Spinning over a police barricade in their car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the story is told that Cross killed Mr X, who is Wesley's long lost father and that Wesley is the few people in the world who has the ability to slow time down through the rush of adrenaline (His heart beats at 400 beats per minute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wesley then decides to avenge his father and accepts to join the Fraternity (An ancient guild of Assassins) where he is brutally trained and mentored to kill Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********** END OF POSSIBLE SPOILER *************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've explained the whole gist of the story line, now for what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome movie!!&lt;br /&gt;Based around the comic by Mark Miller, the film really had some fantastic ideas...this movie is not for the care-bears out there though, I would say this has less romance, less drama, more action, more intensity. Like Rambo.&lt;br /&gt;What I love about this movie? I loved the idea of the curving bullets, the idea of extreme adrenaline rushes and just getting revenge on wrong-doers. You get this feeling of satisfaction through the movie. The film isn't ground-breaking, or even revolutionary (It has a pretty linear story-line), but its a flick that is definitely worth MY time (and my $9 RM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem of watching the movie in Malaysia was the shitty film censorship board. It took away from the experience of the movie and made it feel more...toned down...less gritty...however, its not like the censorship board actually did anything good!! It was really badly done!! We're not idiots, we can read the lips of the actors, especially the words "F**K YOU". Its the kind of film that kids aren't even SUPPOSED to watch, yet their still censoring it. I don't know which is more stupid, the censorship level or the approval rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATING&lt;br /&gt;8/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5563932926227288341?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5563932926227288341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5563932926227288341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5563932926227288341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5563932926227288341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review-wanted.html' title='Movie Review : Wanted'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1695442800675011853</id><published>2008-06-23T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:24:08.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My plans have been foiled!!</title><content type='html'>Hay guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make an oath to post something at least once or twice within my trip back to Malaysia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thats right, I'm heading back to Malaysia...on Tuesday :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip will be something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd (Thats today :O)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying to Singapore and spending a night over with my Auntie and Uncle at their house ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th (That's tomorrow :P)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying to Sabah form Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'll upload some photos of Singapore when I get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1695442800675011853?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1695442800675011853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1695442800675011853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1695442800675011853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1695442800675011853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-plans-have-been-foiled.html' title='My plans have been foiled!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-2008969297712139590</id><published>2008-06-19T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:55:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!! I'm back!!</title><content type='html'>Hay guys!! I decided that I might use my blog for something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'll be posting wierd and wacky things I see along my adventures online and in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to start off my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX PANTHER!! A new cologne for men from Odeon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've done studies you know, 60% of the time it works every time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you having trouble trying to score with that sexy work mate or lady at the bar, HAVE NO FEAR!! Because Sex-Panther is available ONLINE NOW!! For more information, visit the site for a more detailed explanation and how Sex Panther is the Cologne for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sex-panther.com/"&gt;http://www.sex-panther.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;may contain traces of urine and rocket fuel. 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You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-2008969297712139590?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/2008969297712139590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=2008969297712139590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2008969297712139590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/2008969297712139590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-im-back.html' title='WOW!! I&apos;m back!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7954401062163512445</id><published>2008-01-29T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:21:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the funk am I?!</title><content type='html'>G'day Chaps!! Havn't posted in a LONGGGG time!! Thats probably because I've been spending my end of school holidays (still...) in Malaysia since 25th of November. Just gonna give a run down of what I've been doing since then, up to English New Year. I'll post the photos later on after Chinese New Year as I havn't yet ripped the photos from my old phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---The Trip---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25th - Arrived in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia after spending about 6 months in Melbourne, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 5th? - Scott and Sebastian Arrived in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia to spend a part of their end of school holidays in the South East of Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10th-15th? - We left for the City Island of Penang and basically spent time visiting the various monuments. Visited the Pagodas, Went up Penang Hill to see a breath taking view of the island. Watched a few movies (Hitman, Golden Compass, I am Legend) and bought some nigga G jackets to brave the "cold" cinema rooms. We visited the Snake Temple, Butterfly Farm, visited the War Memorial and chilled at the famous Batu Ferringhi beach. We left Scott behind with fellow School homie Tjun, meeting Scott somewhere later on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 15th-19th - Arrived back in Kuala Lumpur and awaited for Scott. Met my home-boy Danster who was in KL at the time. Shopped around for clothing (XXXXL shirt anyone?) and went paintballing. I came back with the most body shots, but not the most critical (Seb got one on the head and Dan got on in the inner thigh). The pain was ALL worth it. Scott came back from Penang having battled Jellyfish stings, suspicious Arabs and ghetto Bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 19th-31st - Flew back to my home town of Kota Kinabalu. The 'better' state as I know it. Spent Christmas and New-Year with Sebastian (Scott left for Bangkhok to reunite with his family) and had a blast of fun. Ran over dogs, went island hopping, got into a car crashes, shopped around for...things?! and just chilled and relaxed with my homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to go for the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 2007...&lt;br /&gt;You were a good year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7954401062163512445?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7954401062163512445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7954401062163512445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7954401062163512445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7954401062163512445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-funk-am-i.html' title='Where the funk am I?!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-6147555350030354610</id><published>2007-10-27T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T20:50:55.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Lose, nubs...</title><content type='html'>DOTA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A commonly used 'mamak' word for any teen or adult who plays the game Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne, or WC3:TFT as a short abreviated version of it. Looking back it wasn't so long ago that I was in Malaysia, playing 'Dota' with a group of friends at 2 AM in a Cyber Cafe. Now, some of you may ask, what is this 'Dota' you speak of? Or how does one obtain the 'Dota'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what is Dota?&lt;br /&gt;Its a custom map created for the game Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne. 'DOTA' standing for Defence of the Ancients, puts you in the role of a Hero (Or anti-hero, however you like it) from the sides of Light and Dark. You choose your hero and basically go around slaughtering each other (Light vs Dark) till you eventually destroy each others base and thus preventing an ancient from dying (Assuming that the main HQ IS the Ancient =P or holds some Ancient being). This is basically what you do EVERYGAME (Pick your side, choose your hero, kill some dudes (or other players), push and kill your way through to the enemies base, and destroy it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you guys will be asking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you doing an article based on Dota?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, THIS IS NOT A REVIEW!! but more on the general characteristics of the DOTA player and the various stereotypes you will meet in your gaming sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stereotype&lt;/strong&gt;: Angry Pro Nerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Description&lt;/strong&gt;: ANGGGRRRYYY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notable Traits&lt;/strong&gt;: Easily angered and provoked, even with indirect cause. Attacks with a barrage of mean words and witty remarks, so as to promote themselves among their "peers" as cool or wise. The said "peers" being other players within the game, who might not even know the person directly or personally. Alot of the time, the Angry Pro Nerd refuses to actually come to a resolve, but would rather attack (as said in the before manner) and reteat to some cave or hideout, where they would feel satisfied or amused for having social contact with inferior beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to handle: &lt;/strong&gt;Tell him he's cool and that he has alot of friends. The Angry Pro Nerd would either see the fault in your response, knowing full well that you have lied and rebuttel with yet another witty comment OR sarcastic response, attemptng to attack you back personally through a "Oh so hilarious Yo Momma comment". Rarely, you will get the Angry Pro Nerd saying that he does have friends...but everyone knows that they're virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Used DOTA hero: &lt;/strong&gt;Dispite common belief, the Angry Pro Nerd would openly profess that they are 'Masters' or as the new phrase goes "1337" with all heroes, when that would be FAR from the truth is. Their skill would be limited to using unbalanced or easy-to-use heros such as Razor or Magina and the extent of their skill can only be compared with that of their ability to memorize as many Chuck Norris jokes which they would manipulate to sound like pick up lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stereotype&lt;/strong&gt;: Pacifist 'We're all winners" person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Description:&lt;/strong&gt; Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notable Traits&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, thinking himself a team player and his enemies as "friends that could have been" the Pacifist would normally avoid any form of contact or gloating with the players around him, normally trying to resolve issues that would have little to no connection to him at all. When faced with an almost undeniable point such as losing, they would generally go "Hay, we're all winners guys!! You guys rock!!" despite having been hurled insults and death threats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to handle&lt;/strong&gt;: Tell him that he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Used DOTA hero&lt;/strong&gt;: Generally a support player or a ranged hero, the pacifist dislikes combat. If he starts to feed, he would go into the forest and most likely NOT be seen for awhile. Dislikes to hero kill and likes the idea of "supporting his fellow team-members".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stereotype:&lt;/strong&gt; Generic player guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Description:&lt;/strong&gt; Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notable Traits&lt;/strong&gt;: The generic player guy. Most commonly just that guy who you know as "Player something". Nicknames vary from "Bob" all the way to 'Johnny89". He's pretty knowledgable and doesn't really get in your way. He would say something every once in awhile with a varity of topics at hand, be it match orientated or life-style orientated. Doesn't really say much to cause confrontation, but will defend his point if needed at times. Most of the time, the generic guy is WAY to predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to handle:&lt;/strong&gt; Tell him that his guides won't save him from the new release of "X hero tactics". It will absolutely throw him of balance as he tries to analayze your new tactics and counter it with his pre-set item set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Used DOTA hero&lt;/strong&gt;: Generic heros, like Queen of Pain, Clinkz, Lion, Dragon Knight and the likes. Doesn't really use anything else or anything different. After a few plays with this player, their tactics and skill are only as good as the amount of guides and 'strats' being released on Dota fan sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stereotype&lt;/strong&gt;: I "Can stop anytime" guy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Description&lt;/strong&gt;: Obsessive and in need of light&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notable Traits:&lt;/strong&gt; Generally sounding very cool and almost normal. When you first encounter this person, its almost fun to play with them. Then there is the second time, which is good...then there is the third time you log in...and the fourth...and fifth and eventually everytime you play some Dota, this guy just so happens to be there, ready and waiting. Yup, he is addicted to Dota. Generally, these guys arn't so bad in the game...they come in both good and bad players, nice and mean players, quiet and loud...and well...you see em quite often. You can sometimes see a herd of them in the game, generally in the form of a gang who like to team together. They depend on each other and in the rare case that one of the members are missing, they would quickly embrace a subsitute, imparting all their knowledge to the new member.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to handle&lt;/strong&gt;: Tell him to get a life, but then again, how does one stand up to one that &lt;strong&gt;has no life&lt;/strong&gt;?! Your on your own here =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Used Dota hero&lt;/strong&gt;: The obsessive play is one of the very few who have tried EVERY hero. They love the colours of the heros, their spells, their backstory, the sounds they make when you click them, the pixels which form their little faces...the animations of their feet moving...well...yes..any hero =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TBC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-6147555350030354610?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/6147555350030354610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=6147555350030354610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6147555350030354610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/6147555350030354610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-lose-nubs.html' title='You Lose, nubs...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-5010066684089716680</id><published>2007-10-24T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:12:17.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day with no school...wow...</title><content type='html'>This is the first post of me NOT being in school. A new life all together...No more posting about "Was on camp" or "Exams coming up" (Well, they are, but thats beside the point -__-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just saying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-5010066684089716680?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/5010066684089716680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=5010066684089716680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5010066684089716680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/5010066684089716680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-day-with-no-schoolwow.html' title='First day with no school...wow...'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-1348927567562165995</id><published>2007-10-20T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:01:00.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of'/><title type='text'>Last days in Ivanhoe....YIPPY!!!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!! NO MORE SCHOOL!! Monday is my last day of school EVER!! YEHAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I got that out of my system, now to more...socially acceptable english...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is almost coming to an end. It seemed like not so long ago I was in my blah blah blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A few paragraphs later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm here at my computer typing about what to look forward to. New life WITHOUT School. No more having to wake up at 8:00 AM during the weekdays. I'm FREE!! (Well, there is still University...hrmm...). Well, to add some actual depth to my post (since I post depending on mood) I'll give a low down of my schooling life since 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994 - CBF remembering shit. All I remember was school at KIS (Kinabalu International School) where I met new people (first school friend - Bing Shian). I think I was one of the parental anxiety kids (I WANT MY MOMMY!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995 - Same shit, but just more work, and in work I mean technically challenging toys. I think I discovered a thing called Lego. I can't remember this year very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996 - Same shit again...I think I was in Year 1 now...had established myself as the big mean kid (Come on man, I was like 6 years old)...damn I'm good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1997 - Year 2 now. I remember meeting more friends who came and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1998 - Year 3 - Hrmm 7 years old now...I think I got more into the "angry little boy" phase of my life. Was abit of a wanker during this stage. Big try hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999 - Ahh Year 4 - This year was good. I think this was the year of Sex Ed. Ahh the good ol Tong You and Ying explanation. Lets just say it involved Pencil and Sharpener...Also, I think this was the year where I went for my first ever camp ever. It was at some village known for its head-hunters back in the olden days...It was kinda cool eating dinner in a hall lined with skulls across the ceiling and walls. I think it was in the news ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 - Year 5 - Another good year down at KIS. I think I was still in the "angry little boy" phase...added with swearing and coupled with an almost pathetic ego. This was the peak of the rule of Randall at KIS. Ahh I still think the KIS kids (especially the younger years) still fear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001 - Year 6 - I remember this year...it was alright, went for my first OUTDOOR camping experience. I think it was at the Outward Bound School. It was in kick-ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002 - Year 7 - Left school and came to Australia. I started school in October 28th at Ivanhoe Grammar. My 12th Birthday was very quiet. I think I stoped the angry little boy syndrome now...swearing still there =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 - Year 8 - Started life at IGS. Met new people, made alot of friends and enemies. Learnt that money becomes very important as I had to buy my own food at the cafeteria. Played school Rugby and Cricket. Went for my first camp in Australia. Still didn't know alot of people like I did back home =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 - Year 9 - Entered Senior School at IGS. It was good, made some very good friends and less enemies. Joined the Cadet group and still played Rugby and Cricket. Year 9 camp was good...knew alot of more people than before. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 - Year 10 - Same shit as Year 9 but more work I suppose. I was in the whole "computer games is kewl" phase. Still did Cadets and played Rugby and Cricket. I think I was a Corporal by now in Cadets. Best camp ever. Did Cross Country Skiing as my camping choice. Good fun. Did the 24 hour solo aswell, which was a new experience. Its fun being pecked at by emus (You'd know the true story if you were there). Another of the best years of schooling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 - Year 11 - Made a big change in lifestyle. Choose to do VCE (Victorian Certificate of Education) instead of IB (International Baccalaureate). Quit the Cadet Unit to do Radio Group in school, rocked the charts with my buddy Tom Cooper and Sasha -insert Russian Surname here- Best time ever. Played Cricket and supposedly "Badminton" (Never went to one game meheh). This was possibly one of my best years of schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 - Year 12 - Last year of school ever. Continuing education at IGS. Made some good friends and no enemies (That I know of, but even then, I couldn't care ^^), formed Omni, do you believe in the Ominous Conspiracy? Left Radio Group due to schooling commitments. It was "teh bestes aver". Played Open's Rugby and didn't do any Summer sport (Again I was put down as Badminton, but pfft...did the same as last year but without training xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am now, at my computer, sadly typing this out whilst listening to Enya. Aww yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what to look forward to in the next 6 months? (next year/end of year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- End of Year Party (If I know you, and your in Kota Kinabalu, your invited)&lt;br /&gt;- Scott and Sebastian coming to Malaysia - Omni...ASSEMMMBLLLEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;- University (Hopefully I'll get into Melbourne University, but I'm happy with RMIT or Monash...not happy if I don't get into Uni &gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Drivers License (Gonna tear up the roads) - Setting up the house back in Malaysia (Its Tech time~)&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a kick-ass 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartenman signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-1348927567562165995?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/1348927567562165995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=1348927567562165995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1348927567562165995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/1348927567562165995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-days-in-ivanhoeyippy.html' title='Last days in Ivanhoe....YIPPY!!!'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-7276439246281763001</id><published>2007-10-01T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:27:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nando's Malaysia, marketing gone wrong?</title><content type='html'>Aight, here's another post for you sucka's to enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to tell the tale of such a wierd...dastardly...just plain ol'freakin' hell kinda story, I have to go back to where I was and what I was doing. Ok. Well, it all started when I was in Kuala Lumpur for my holiday trip back. As always, Mum goes shopping and drags me and the brother along. The bag 'bitches' as they like to say. Well anyway, after Mum was enticed in the shopping spree and the continious whining of me and my brother such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh man this shop is so gay!!" *gay man stares at us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or other embarressing moments such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woah, shit that thing is expensive!!" *Shopkeeper stares at us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh good moments...but thats not the point of this post hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, after we escape the clutches of obsessive shopping mother clutches, my bro and I wanted to go grab something to eat. We had a choice of A&amp;amp;W, Chillis, Manhattan Fishmarket and lastly good ol'Nandos. My brother, being abit of a jew when it comes to prices (despite A&amp;amp;W being cheaper) wanted to go to Nandos. Fine, so we walked over to Nandos (which was basically across on the other side of KLCC) and got a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the menu, and was shown this special offer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/RwDSvc-0bWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZrSVHDlHfks/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116320889368243554" style="WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" height="289" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/RwDSvc-0bWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZrSVHDlHfks/s320/DSC00274.JPG" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- hrmm three guys, a chicken and a chick...wearing no pants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "woah damn" and I asked the waitress in Nandos (yeah, Malaysia has Nandos waiters and waitresses) what this was and she replied that it was a promotion that if you took off your pants you got a free meal. I was kinda amused at first, I was thinking to myself..."heheh I get to show everyone the pride of my greatness"...I kept inspecting the image. It wasn't untill to my horror did I notice these two guys in the upper corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/RwDSvs-0bXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9O15DwH2DZ0/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116320893663210866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/RwDSvs-0bXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9O15DwH2DZ0/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Enjoying much?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. WTF man.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know Nandos meant no pants in THAT way...&lt;br /&gt;I almost choked when I saw this...look at his fingers!! Could Nandos by subliminally hinting to its customers that by making us pay for outrageous prices of prime Peri Peri Chicken cooked to perfection that we are taking it up the ass? I dare not imagine those scheming Nandos corporate bosses up there laughing at this crude joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I still love Nandos. Just not 'that' Nandos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what to say here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-7276439246281763001?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/7276439246281763001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=7276439246281763001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7276439246281763001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/7276439246281763001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2007/10/nandos-malaysia-marketing-gone-wrong.html' title='Nando&apos;s Malaysia, marketing gone wrong?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/RwDSvc-0bWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ZrSVHDlHfks/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922600697483273102.post-4189127153550675392</id><published>2007-09-30T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:48:44.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liek Hai?</title><content type='html'>Yo!! This is my new blog, under the new easier to remember link &lt;a href="http://www.cartenman.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.cartenman.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what to say now...hrmm...ok, well I'm the Cartenman, original name being Randall Low. A very American name for a Sabahan born Malaysian. I'm aged 16, turning 17 on October 28th ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, what about me? I'm abit awkward at times, I don't talk to people who are introduced to me unless they smile. No smiles = No talk. What else...ah ok, I love my music and I love any thing that is FUN!! I love to go out with friends but I'm an obsessive gamer. If I'm not watching TV or on MSN, I'm probably playing video games *pew pew*. I'm abit of a clown and can be randomly be seen beat boxing or attempting to do the running man outside McDonalds just waiting for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making this blog because I just want a fresh start from my old blog &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Cartenman"&gt;www.xanga.com/Cartenman&lt;/a&gt;. You can still go there to visit my older material, but I'm hoping to make this kinda like a once in awhile thing. I will try to be consistent in my updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you want to contact me, you can add me on my MSN or Myspace&lt;br /&gt;MSN/E-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:cartenman@hotmail.com"&gt;cartenman@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySpace: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/Cartenman"&gt;www.myspace.com/Cartenman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922600697483273102-4189127153550675392?l=cartenman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/feeds/4189127153550675392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922600697483273102&amp;postID=4189127153550675392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4189127153550675392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922600697483273102/posts/default/4189127153550675392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartenman.blogspot.com/2007/09/liek-hai.html' title='Liek Hai?'/><author><name>Randall Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942092297486876137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_XuATQLB8c/SaA-XyT9SAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7A045TcOU2A/S220/RemixedMe+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
