<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349</id><updated>2012-01-23T00:40:34.042+11:00</updated><title type='text'>=Jc16=</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112610456897951512</id><published>2005-09-08T00:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:24:54.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes. I do wish my girlfriend was as hot as you.The clip for Pussycat Doll's "Don't cha" is mesmerising. I can't get the lead singer out of my head. Its on constant replay in my mind.So. Fucking. Hawt. And everyone knows for gweilo thats saying alot coming from me.I sit through entire countdowns with the asshats Andrew G and James just to see that damn clip. Like an addiction, going through so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112610456897951512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112610456897951512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112610456897951512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112610456897951512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/09/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112547794985704280</id><published>2005-08-31T17:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:19:08.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look at me look at me look at me!Most of you should know by now that there was a meeting for about 35o CEOs from around the world yesterday afternoon at the Opera house, and also a protest of what was supposed to be a 10 000 strong protest group.In truth 500 is already very generous. Most of them didn't seem know what they were protesting about any more than I do. Raving on about random things, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112547794985704280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112547794985704280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112547794985704280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112547794985704280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/08/look-at-me-look-at-me-look-at-me-most.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112487434147602411</id><published>2005-08-24T18:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:24:37.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whaapern?Again my birthday went past in a flash. I haven't been able to recall any birthday parties since my 21st. I haven't received any messages of "OMG GUESS WAT U DID LAST NITE!!!" nor is my crotch any itchier than normal so I'm going to assume it was a good night.First off before I forget anymore.Happy Birthday Pat.Celebrated a few weeks past by Verandah bar and Karaoke. How typical. But if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112487434147602411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112487434147602411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112487434147602411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112487434147602411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/08/whaapern-again-my-birthday-went-past-in.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112271145973353100</id><published>2005-07-30T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T18:20:17.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ugh.Having one of those moments... where you were demolished the night before and don't remember jack shit... hoping you didn't do anything stupid.Just woke up. Its 6pm and I'm still light headed. The little hanging flap of meat at the back of my mouth is swollen like crazy, which is odd because I'm pretty sure I was only drinking alcohol.Did I accidently take some poor girl's spiked drink?I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112271145973353100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112271145973353100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112271145973353100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112271145973353100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/07/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112234770535220479</id><published>2005-07-26T11:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T14:32:48.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't babysit people's lives.This is a long overdue rantfest over the new proposed laws to ban smoking in clubs and bars by July 2006. Right now there is a partial ban ( starting from 4th July 2005 ) where only 25% of the venue's floorspace can be allocated as smoking areas.This is fucking rubbish.I go to bars and clubs to chill out, wind down after work, to relax with a few drinks and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112234770535220479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112234770535220479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112234770535220479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112234770535220479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/07/dont-babysit-peoples-lives.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112184878985342608</id><published>2005-07-20T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:11:46.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Double-u-tee-eff?"Little snippets of interesting conversations:Jimbo: "WTF"Spike*: "Yea no joke. She has it down there. He fucked her, and then she sucked him off. Voila! Yeast infection of the mouth."Jimbo: "So is it like: 'UUURRRGGGGUEEERRAAAAARRRGGHH~~!!!... Ok now my turn!' ?"Creepy eyed gay guy*: "It gets better with training."C*: *Gives the finger*Little black gay boy*: "Oh darling I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112184878985342608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112184878985342608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112184878985342608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112184878985342608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/07/double-u-tee-eff-little-snippets-of.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-112131089899371474</id><published>2005-07-14T12:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T17:13:51.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IMA GUNNA EAT YOUR PETFucking shithead drivers in Sydney. Monday while having birthday dinner for Tessa ( Happy birthday btw ), some fucknut scraped the side of my car. I don't how they did it, cause it wasn't as if they reversed into it or ran into it while parking, just kinda.. slid into the side. When describing what happened to friends, it was pointed out that I kept referring to the driver </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/112131089899371474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=112131089899371474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112131089899371474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/112131089899371474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/07/ima-gunna-eat-your-pet-fucking-shithead.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111985640069942751</id><published>2005-06-27T16:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T02:16:58.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The games we play.Its been awhile again, but thats cause of the new shop is finally open, which still doesn't have internet. I didn't realise how much I rely on the net to get me through the day, and now work is draining my soul away. Been working 6-7 days a week and my hours have also been extended (10am-8.30pm) with no additional pay at all. Yippee.In these past few weeks, I've been through *so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111985640069942751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111985640069942751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111985640069942751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111985640069942751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/06/games-we-play.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111873395802740458</id><published>2005-06-14T16:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T16:46:45.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Jean and SandyWow.. Its been awhile, so let me just try to be lazy and blitz through current news.Last week had a surprise birthday for Jean, courtesy of her hunky but queer boyfriend James.Heard James speak viet for the first time; reaffirm doubts of his heterosexuality. I walk on ice faster than I skate. An asian girl laughed and smiled at my antics. She was ugly. I hobbled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111873395802740458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111873395802740458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111873395802740458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111873395802740458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-jean-and-sandy-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111820967251366719</id><published>2005-06-08T15:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:50:32.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get out of townAck. Not meaning to be rude but goddamn these guests have got to go. I have been deprived of my cable internet for about two months, and now this previous week I had to share my room with my parents... and I'm only finally falling asleep when I collapse outta fatigue cos of all the tom-foolery going on downstairs.The shitty old man's been carrying on with all his friends downstairs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111820967251366719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111820967251366719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111820967251366719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111820967251366719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/06/get-out-of-town-ack.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111820959793104298</id><published>2005-06-08T15:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:50:54.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess whos back, back again.Hmm. Didn't realise that Xanga only allowed members to comment.Well I salvaged this layout somewhat.. Still not very happy with it but with my skills in html this is the best I can do.I'll be posting in both from now on.Piece out.-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111820959793104298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111820959793104298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111820959793104298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111820959793104298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-whos-back-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111770130350510140</id><published>2005-06-02T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:14:27.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monkey's gonna getcha...Stop.Trying.To.Rob.Us.FUCKERS!!!!Seriously. Enough is enough. Yesterday nearly got robbed... *again*.Luckily my dad and his friends finished the grog so he went down to the basement for more booze. Our basement can only be accessed from outside the house on the side, because it's more like a one room floor downstairs, if you get what I mean. Anyways, old man goes round to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111770130350510140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111770130350510140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111770130350510140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111770130350510140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/06/monkeys-gonna-getcha.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111752286064195679</id><published>2005-05-31T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:59:04.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Seven years in Australia, and that was the craziest thing I've ever seen."Grape's famous last worlds. Quoted for truth.Wheee~~Haven't had a insane karaoke like that in ages. This was Sunday night, little karaoke organised for Grape's farewell. Was good because nowadays the karaokes just aren't the same. More and more they're becoming little sober get togethers where people think its an audition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111752286064195679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111752286064195679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111752286064195679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111752286064195679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/seven-years-in-australia-and-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111734367366217356</id><published>2005-05-29T15:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:36:38.986+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found this off some random dude's blog:http://daynews.ru/index.php?act=show_news&amp;id=939751Summary: "HAHAHAHA~!!!! PWNED~!!!!!!"And because I forgot earlier, a shout out to Michael, one of the few bastards older than me.Happy Birthday Michael, you little, little man.You will always be my bitch*.*Standard rates apply. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111734367366217356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111734367366217356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111734367366217356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111734367366217356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/found-this-off-some-random-dudes-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111725557892021709</id><published>2005-05-28T14:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:37:17.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr Winky needs a muzzle.Gack.. I must be getting old. One big night out and I feel like shit. I even had a semi-hangover this morning. ME. Hangover. Like wtf?? I used to be immune to that shit~!But thankfully I remember everything from last night so thats abit odd.Last week was Michaels bday, which was alot of fun, even though it was a sausage sizzle. :/During dinner for his bday at Makotos, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111725557892021709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111725557892021709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111725557892021709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111725557892021709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/mr-winky-needs-muzzle.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111709411245881621</id><published>2005-05-26T17:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:55:12.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MY FUCKING GRANDMOTHER~~!!!!!!!!!! &gt;:OI just dropped my fuckin phone in the cunting toilet~!!!!FUCK ME GAY NOW ITS DEAD~!!FARRRKK~~~~~Why does God hate me so?-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111709411245881621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111709411245881621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111709411245881621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111709411245881621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-i-just-dropped-my-fuckin-phone-in.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111708601768878031</id><published>2005-05-26T14:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:49:29.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So long Grape.Finally the two months of babysitting is over. I'm referring to the bastard thats been living at my place for all this time. Nice bloke, just... gack.. No joke bout the babysitting. Making sure he's eaten, fixing his computer, fixing the wireless network, taking him out grocery shopping, driving him to the city, taking him to church... You'd think that someone who's even older than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111708601768878031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111708601768878031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111708601768878031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111708601768878031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-long-grape.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111648579074433646</id><published>2005-05-19T15:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:01:48.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My big brown baby.Aloha kiddos..Back again.. after my little absense yet again...Dunno.. just haven't really been using the net alot lately, apart from at work~ :PAnd my little spree of no sleep is finally taking its toll.. I'm finally reverting back to sleeping at 1-2-ish... which is good. Still, I'm quite proud about how long I could withstand sleeping at 4-5am every night and then still making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111648579074433646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111648579074433646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111648579074433646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111648579074433646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-big-brown-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111389606604763476</id><published>2005-04-19T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:34:26.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow long time no post.Still same ol same ol. Work work and then come weekend some random event.The week before was Neil's birthday, which was pretty alright, except that after karaoke the poor bastard and dorothy got kicked out because she was too drunk. I got dragged in and had to stay til bloody 6am.. Jesus christ I don't think my ear drums have fully recovered yet. In my infinite wisdom, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111389606604763476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111389606604763476' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111389606604763476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111389606604763476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow-long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111268013797641869</id><published>2005-04-05T13:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T15:48:57.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Michael you dirty bastard, what have you done???Picked up my computer from him about 1-2 weeks ago? Leeched 45+ gigabytes worth of anime from his computer, and I've been trying to get through them all in under a month. I've had average 4-5 hours a sleep a day, crawling to work and sending my coffee dude's kids through university. He has tears of gratitude in his eyes everytime he sees me now.Even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111268013797641869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111268013797641869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111268013797641869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111268013797641869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/04/michael-you-dirty-bastard-what-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111141036935228864</id><published>2005-03-21T22:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:23:38.313+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finding out more details about friday night, and seems like its one of those nights again. Those nights where the next day you think you're alright, but then get told later by friends that you made out with your shoe.Finding out more and more details about friday night... and its getting scary how much I don't remember. Sometimes you get abso-fucking-lutely demolished. So gone you know and regret</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111141036935228864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111141036935228864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111141036935228864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111141036935228864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/finding-out-more-details-about-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111103902606775206</id><published>2005-03-17T16:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:01:28.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I hate befriending the people at the shops near where I work. Usually this means the coffee shop, local deli, and newsagency, the three staple stores I visit quite regularly during work. Its not that I'm anti-social... well... maybe it is. But I sometimes just can't be bothered with the little chit-chat you feel obligated to have. I just want my coffee/focaccia/ciggarettes dammit! Some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111103902606775206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111103902606775206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111103902606775206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111103902606775206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/sometimes-i-hate-befriending-people-at.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111071668256170110</id><published>2005-03-13T22:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:24:42.563+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Phew~* pretty busy weekend...Friday night I ended up going to that party, and it was actually pretty sweet. The hosts were loaded so in the bar there were free food, free drinks, and free cigars. Score!And it was set like the mafia gangsta style, tommy guns and top hats for the guys, feather scarves and long stemmed ciggarette holders for the girls, all provided for free of course.Just being in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111071668256170110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111071668256170110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111071668256170110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111071668256170110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/phew-pretty-busy-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111052240110612823</id><published>2005-03-11T14:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T17:26:41.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me give all you vertically challenged people a friendly reminder:Put your fucking umbrella down or move the side if you walk under shelter. Thankyou.If I got a dollar for all the times I've nearly been impaled in the eye by idiots who leave their umbrellas up when walking on pathways, I'll be able to buy a gun. Can't they see me walking towards them? Can't they calculate that the arms of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111052240110612823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111052240110612823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111052240110612823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111052240110612823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/let-me-give-all-you-vertically.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-111026510449774380</id><published>2005-03-08T17:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T17:58:24.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fucking quiet day at work today so spent all arvo researching wheels. Again. Chris is trying to sell me what I suspect are Lenso Algis rims... 20" ( yes I know... overkill but bling bling baby... ) with tyres included for $3200. Second hand. Fuck me sideways.Hmm.. researching now if I should just buy bloody brand new for that price.. but damn websites, no one quotes prices anymore. They realised </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/111026510449774380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=111026510449774380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111026510449774380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/111026510449774380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/fucking-quiet-day-at-work-today-so.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110991987755756741</id><published>2005-03-04T17:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T18:04:37.556+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please. Stop. Using. LOL.I think people are starting to become brainwashed by this instant plug-in. You see it spammed everywhere, in every sentence, even when its not neccessary at all."The funerals on monday lol"And "lol" is not a reply.Nor is ":)"or ":D"Or any other smiley. Do not expect a reply from me if you do this. Unless I want to get in your pants.-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110991987755756741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110991987755756741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110991987755756741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110991987755756741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/please.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110983307110766007</id><published>2005-03-03T17:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T17:57:51.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In "Before Sunset", Ethan Hawke says something along the lines of people generally don't that change much even when something life altering happens to them, such as winning the lottery or getting crippled in an accident. If that person was originally depressed, then he/she'll become a depressed millionaire. If that person was cheerful and happy, then they'll become a joyful cripple.Thats the most</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110983307110766007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110983307110766007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110983307110766007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110983307110766007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-before-sunset-ethan-hawke-says.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110982589476182449</id><published>2005-03-03T15:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T11:01:50.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid cousins. Bringing back old memories that were packed up and locked away.I wish you could erase all the encounters you've had with a particular person, press a big red shiny button that just wipes the slate clean. Meet as strangers again.-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110982589476182449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110982589476182449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110982589476182449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110982589476182449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupid-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110981936867021504</id><published>2005-03-03T13:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T12:32:33.343+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes reading my previous posts gives me grave concerns for my masculinity. Man-gina here we come.Kidding. First signs of ovary development will be countered by a trip to a strip bar.I don't have any premeditated topics for each post except for a few random points I want to rant about, which results in the mess you see in most this blog. And because this has *slowly* turned from an anonymous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110981936867021504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110981936867021504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110981936867021504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110981936867021504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/sometimes-reading-my-previous-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110965387379832329</id><published>2005-03-01T16:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:10:51.816+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This article was in todays Sydney Morning Herald Radar section:"A man and a woman engaged in sex in Illinois, the man being careful not to have intercourse (unbeknown to the woman, he was married). However, during an oral sexual act in which he was arguably the receiver (more on that argument later), the woman secretly retained the man’s sperm and impregnated herself with it at some later time. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110965387379832329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110965387379832329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110965387379832329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110965387379832329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-article-was-in-todays-sydney.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110855045362520825</id><published>2005-02-16T20:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:13:46.656+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy valentines everybody... although I'm a few days off... hope you girls got spoilt rotten and i hope you guy's wallets recover soon.I swear, valentines is the biggest rort. Yes you girls love it because you all get to be pampered and spoilt, but have you ever thought about us the guys??Its a bloody crazy marathon from day to nite.. and it takes weeks in the planning sumtimes... and not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110855045362520825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110855045362520825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110855045362520825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110855045362520825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentines-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110740899630595660</id><published>2005-02-03T15:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:00:24.080+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrite.. goddamn so much happened in my lil blog absence that... well I'm pretty much not gonna bother.In a nutshell, I just moped around in preparation for my car, which meant no going out unless it was someone was born or someone died.Felt deranged and suicidal but after awhile I got used to the cobwebs on my ass.I've broken every single one of my new years resolutions, which were:1. Quit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110740899630595660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110740899630595660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110740899630595660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110740899630595660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/02/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-110593783859175181</id><published>2005-01-17T15:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T17:12:00.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes. I am still alive. Unfortunately.Been up 2 god knows what.But 2005 is here, hopefully a year of change, and although its apparantly a year of bad feng shui for dogs, I have great faith that this will be a good year.Reviving this blog now, slowly, so you assholes out there can be entertained once again with the tragedy that is my life. :PFirst change, punctuation. No more do you have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/110593783859175181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=110593783859175181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110593783859175181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/110593783859175181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2005/01/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-109508193380709307</id><published>2004-09-13T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T23:38:56.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day in Sydney... n i wake up 5pm... Ack...Bit of insomnia kicked in again last nite... ended up sleeping at 6am 4 no apparant reason.. no reason at all... just lied in bed gettin shitty at not being able 2 sleep... which didnt help in the slightest.Taiwan 2molo... my flights at 10.20am.. ack..but at least i'll rock up at nite n b able start soon.. I know i've been sayin this heaps... but i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/109508193380709307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=109508193380709307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109508193380709307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109508193380709307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/09/last-day-in-sydney.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-109472709476165226</id><published>2004-09-09T20:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T20:51:34.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yo yo~!! Jc is back~!!!Goddamn its been a bleedin long time~!!So no guyz... i did not finally at long last kick the bucket...No cigar n ice cream 4 u.Newaays~~i *was* goin 2 post up sum morbid shit... stuf that i already have saved down on notepad.... but... i think... i'll just say that... i again seem 2 have hit rock bottom 4 awhile there... i know i sed that alot... but apparantly there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/109472709476165226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=109472709476165226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109472709476165226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109472709476165226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/09/yo-yo-jc-is-back-goddamn-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-109275114042398596</id><published>2004-08-17T23:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T00:25:43.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farrk... What happened..?I missed out on my own birthday.... again~!seems like a true tradition now... at least now... when i always tell ppl that its tradition 2 ko on ur bday... now i can show that i'm a man of my word~~ :)But yea... i dont enjoy myself much at ne of my bday parties... cos i usually end up runnin around tryin 2 do a million things so ppl just stand around awkward.. they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/109275114042398596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=109275114042398596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109275114042398596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109275114042398596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/08/farrk.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-109214305740464839</id><published>2004-08-10T22:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T00:23:35.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.. blogger has updated... now i got colour~! huzzah~! neways... goddamn i've been neglecting this space like crazy ~~ but yea.. bout that Blu mts trip...thing is...it was blurry 2 begin with n now its just a hazy mess in my brain... but yea... sum highlights... the 1s that i recall neways..driving up 2 the blu mts is always sweet as... nice cruise... altho not much fun chasing down the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/109214305740464839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=109214305740464839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109214305740464839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109214305740464839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-109085573474719232</id><published>2004-07-27T00:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T01:33:31.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, i'm still alive~!! if just barely... ppl really need 2 stop comin n going overseas... its doing serious harm 2 my internal organs~! Body feels... gungy... need.... 2.... detox... ... or get drunk... ahh crap... was meant 2 post all this stuf that happened up... but now its just a hazy blur in my brain.. fuck it... but yea... the 2 weeks b4 was bit nutty... there was sth on nearly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/109085573474719232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=109085573474719232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109085573474719232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/109085573474719232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/07/yes-im-still-alive-if-just-barely.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108911346769385240</id><published>2004-07-06T21:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T21:34:25.483+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wat u get as a result from severe inbreeding n crossbreeding:"PatFish"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108911346769385240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108911346769385240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108911346769385240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108911346769385240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/07/wat-u-get-as-result-from-severe.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108869473695014932</id><published>2004-07-02T00:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T01:12:16.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well yea kinda realised... so much 4 promises of shorter posts~ :PLast nite... aww goddamn... had a very enjoyable evening of kissing wrinkly chinese politicions asses... Bout 40 politicions from China raided my house last nite... n my family, being Taiwanese, scurried around like rodents serving the Chinese... the way Mao intended... *haii~~* o wellz... scary thing is.. i don't mind at all.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108869473695014932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108869473695014932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108869473695014932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108869473695014932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-yea-kinda-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108843665521071130</id><published>2004-06-28T23:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T01:30:55.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update time.. n hopefully i'll make it short n sweet.well.. not really sweet but short'll do 4 now.Friday.. we got 2 invitations 2 a mercerdes exhibition near the rocks... DreAMGallery... me having no female targets 2 invite so i dragged Pat along...When we rocked up.. waah.. it was like a surreal experience... cos there was a show on rite at that time... so we walked thru this long corridor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108843665521071130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108843665521071130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108843665521071130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108843665521071130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/update-time.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108782849667848865</id><published>2004-06-22T00:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T22:28:08.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's that foto that i was goin on about:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108782849667848865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108782849667848865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108782849667848865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108782849667848865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/heres-that-foto-that-i-was-goin-on.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108775073055283192</id><published>2004-06-20T23:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T14:43:13.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow its been awhile since my last post.. ok now 2 update.. but i hate it when this happens cos ... i usually have 4gotten by now wats been goin on...so i apologise in advance if this post seems 2 jump all over the place n tends 2 b random...Cant really remember wat i did thursday.. so i'm not gunna scare myself n just assume that i did nothing~ :Dbut yea friday nite... saw Sylvie n Jimmy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108775073055283192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108775073055283192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108775073055283192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108775073055283192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/wow-its-been-awhile-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108722683489093426</id><published>2004-06-15T01:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:27:14.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea that last post kinda sucked.. n this 1 is just a kinda spur of the moment kinda thing.. just wanted 2 get off my chest...i dunno.. 1 of the absolute *worst* feelings i think a person can get... or rather... moods... or wateva it is u want 2 call it is when ... they start questioning their relationships... whether that b just friends or with a partner... i think mebbe its again related 2 my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108722683489093426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108722683489093426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108722683489093426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108722683489093426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/yea-that-last-post-kinda-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108722607311431871</id><published>2004-06-14T23:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T01:14:33.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okkaaay~~ long time no blog~~ but i am back.. n sleep deprived... so very sleep deprived... again... gak... :(neeeeways...friday... went karaoke... long time no karaoke with the just the 4 of us... n were joined by Sylvie n Jimmy as well... Long time no see those bastards~! hiding at vanuatu~!but yea... hmm... don't... know wat 2 say much bout that nite... cos.... i dont remember half of it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108722607311431871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108722607311431871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108722607311431871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108722607311431871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/okkaaay-long-time-no-blog-but-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108662084332891800</id><published>2004-06-08T00:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T01:07:23.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A friend recently told me that she wanted 2 escape... she wants 2 go live sumwhere totally new... where no one knows her n she can start anew. I can understand where she's coming from.. cos i've heard it alot.. n i also sumtimes feel the same way... but.. i cant just pack my bags n leave... i have 2 much family n friends i have 2 leave behind ... n i just feel its so much of a sacrifice..i can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108662084332891800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108662084332891800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108662084332891800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108662084332891800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/friend-recently-told-me-that-she.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108643847541629191</id><published>2004-06-05T20:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T22:27:55.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh.. its 8.40... n i'm so fuckin tired..It was Jean's 21st last nite... n at first... i had serious doubts about it.They made me wait 4 a good 2 hrs b4 i could drink. Thats just plain cruel. Me n Pat rock up bout 8.30, n didnt get drinkin til 10.30..? They were having speeches n stuf.. n as they were talkin.. i could see her friends 1 by 1 leaving.. :| by the time they were all finished there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108643847541629191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108643847541629191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108643847541629191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108643847541629191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108627144912008554</id><published>2004-06-03T23:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T00:16:10.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I GOT MY CAR BACK~!! N LICENSE~!! HUZZAH~!!! B SCARED PPLZ~!!Went 2 RTA 2 book test.. n Huzzah! no need 2 wait.. had the exam 4 P2 rite there.. n 4 sum monged reason... i passed~! :D n later that afternoon... opened a bank account ( my first bank account omg~! ) n i got Jemyma back~! omg... when i saw her...... my eyes got teary... first thing i did.. was fill her 2 the brim with gas n then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108627144912008554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108627144912008554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108627144912008554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108627144912008554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-got-my-car-back-n-license-huzzah-b.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108601578373515686</id><published>2004-06-01T00:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T17:01:12.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...:|I think... my sickness is making me delirious~ :| :| :|had the weirdest dream last nite.... it was 1 of those really vivid 1s.. like uber realistic... i think... that the last dream u have.. the 1 *just* b4 u wake... u're kinda conscious in it... cos sumtimes u can affect wat happens in the dream... ( these r my favourite.. cos u can fly~ hahaha~! ).. i'm not kiddin here... seriously...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108601578373515686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108601578373515686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108601578373515686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108601578373515686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108558562657986992</id><published>2004-05-27T01:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T01:33:46.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>U know how sumtimes weird shit gets installed on ur computer without u knowing? i used 2 have this stupid "EZ dates" thingy... n lotsa times i get a search tool bar under my web browser... either of them hasnt come up recently.. but yea 2day i got a new searchbar ... n double u tee eff? i'd like 2 know who designed them cos they got sum weirdass case of random goin on...the links go from left 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108558562657986992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108558562657986992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108558562657986992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108558562657986992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/u-know-how-sumtimes-weird-shit-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108549039095260211</id><published>2004-05-25T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T23:06:30.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went 2 dealership 2day...n... jeez... we bought a car~ :| just like that...So that leaves me about 6 days 2 figure out if i keep his old car... or my lil lancer..PPLZ~!!! please help me with this.. cos i have no clue...My current car:1.5L GLI Mitsubishi Lancer coupeBlack, manual, everything else standard... n no alloys... i'm runnin hubs~ :(Its small, nimble, fun 2 drive, but *VERY* weak</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108549039095260211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108549039095260211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108549039095260211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108549039095260211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/went-2-dealership-2day.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108497690254183539</id><published>2004-05-19T22:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:38:44.725+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haii....Long daaay 2day...work as usual... Dodo dropped by surprisingly... she has 2 deliver lunches 4 her mum 2.. like me~ haha~neways.. on the ride home... we went 2 refuel... but when we tried 2 start again... the car died.. just wouldnt start~~ goddamn... i was already buggered n now this shit happens.. haii~ Called my sis 2 come grab my mum.. while me n my dad waited at Mobil ( the 1 in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108497690254183539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108497690254183539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108497690254183539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108497690254183539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/haii.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108420382919485643</id><published>2004-05-11T00:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T01:43:49.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn its been an eventful weekend yet again~~~ :| :| :|Friday nite... Pat n Nat bailed out on me cos they got family dinner 2 go 2.. their dad just came back from overseas...so i had a small farewell thingy 4 Tomusan.. who's goin back Taiwan with Elva 4 awhile.. he prolly wont b back 4 good 2 months n she wont b back til the end of the year methinks~~ Just had a few beers with them n Jimmy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108420382919485643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108420382919485643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108420382919485643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108420382919485643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/goddamn-its-been-eventful-weekend-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108382918299724629</id><published>2004-05-06T17:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T17:42:55.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rambling sucks i realise..yea i've kinda just been bloggin outta consideration 4 my fans.... ( *sigh*... wat a nice person i am~~ ) so as u can see from the last few posts that i've kinda just gone everywhere n rambling.. from now on i'll blog when im in the mood set... hopefully it cut the posts down shorter n not so migraine inducing~ :| </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108382918299724629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108382918299724629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382918299724629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382918299724629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/rambling-sucks-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108382889406556816</id><published>2004-05-06T17:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T17:38:06.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Neways.. i'll post bout sum other random events..err...last week... *ponders*Ahh.. fri nite.. went sublime.. had "a few drinks" b4 hand so we can b tightarses n rock up drunk n not have 2 pay 4 the rip off drinks inside~ hahaha~~ we asian so we allowed... ehehe~so yea.. was drinking at Charlene's... n kudos once again 2 her 4 lettin us~ :) :) but yea.. was an alrite nite... apparantly only 4</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108382889406556816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108382889406556816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382889406556816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382889406556816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/neways.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108382692249152083</id><published>2004-05-06T17:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T17:05:15.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I... miss my car... :~(No car = No life.Simple as that.Beecroft is the nearest station there is 2 me... n even the nearest bus stop is a fair walk from mine.. in other words... i've been rotting at home 4 most of the time since i had my accident.. i pretty much stay at home all week.. cept come friday i find a way 2 flee my prison n then i crash over at Pat n Nats 4 the next few days... :| </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108382692249152083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108382692249152083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382692249152083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108382692249152083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108324447247041843</id><published>2004-04-29T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T23:17:38.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okaay... mels grad... i can't remember all that clearly now come 2 think of it... but yea..Sat arvo.. went 2 mel's grad at unsw.... just 2 take sum fotos n stuf with her.... mel without braces... looks funny... dark skin + white teeth = Toothpaste commercial...Once again... after fotos... ppl... just kinda... drifted away from each other.... me n pats there talking... n then we look around n </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108324447247041843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108324447247041843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108324447247041843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108324447247041843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/04/okaay.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108290862892165919</id><published>2004-04-26T01:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T02:00:13.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn~ :| :| :|Fuck me dead.Friday was an eventful day 2 say the least...Started of alrite.. went 2 Lil Jen's graduation~~ the flea infested bastard... she was swarming with lil fly thingies... i dunno... man it was nasty... just lookin at this tiny stumpy girl with all these bugs crawling around... ack... next Christmas i'm gettin that girl a bar of soap n sum shampoo~ :| N it was gettin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108290862892165919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108290862892165919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108290862892165919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108290862892165919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/04/goddamn-fuck-me-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108209216640664780</id><published>2004-04-16T15:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T15:17:02.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did 1 of those personality test thingys on net...Apparantly i'm the "Boy Next Door"...No one wants to hold Jimmy's penis.That makes Jimmy sad.:(Cheer up a depressed boy n volunteer 2day: Concrete_monkey@hotmail.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108209216640664780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108209216640664780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108209216640664780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108209216640664780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/04/did-1-of-those-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108201312648775252</id><published>2004-04-15T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T01:05:55.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrite...kinda retarded cos now wat i sed... is below this post... even tho this is a kinda followup..blah~neways... Good friday~~OMFG its illegal 2 sell alcohol on Good friday??? nan da yo???Was panicking on friday... n spent the whole day scouring the country 4 grog... was determined 2 get drunk no matter wat... had even stole the cooking wine cos that'll prolly cause an effect~ hahaha~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108201312648775252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108201312648775252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/04/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108200924601154475</id><published>2004-04-15T16:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:10:17.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okaaaay~~ i figured out that.. i shouldn't delay these posts... cos usually i'm 2 lazy 2 come n type shit out.. figuring that i'll do it later in a collective summary of wat happened recently...but yea~ my memory being the leaky tap that it is.. left me of pretty much a pasty blur of the previous weeks events... :| Okaay~ first off... the boys... goddamn i dunno wat happened... had a big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108200924601154475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108200924601154475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108200924601154475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108200924601154475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/04/okaaaay-i-figured-out-that.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108048529757051576</id><published>2004-03-29T00:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T00:58:38.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched a bit of "Popstars Live" 2nite... unfortunately... n it was... appalling..i caught it just as these 2 dudes were singing... 1 of them was alrite... but his partner... had this uber-nasal n semi homo-erotic kinda voice~~ it was shocking~~ after they were done.. they went 2 the judges... who comprised of Christina Anu, Molly Meldrum n sum old skanky mother of 2... :|wtf? Who the fuck is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108048529757051576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108048529757051576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108048529757051576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108048529757051576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-watched-bit-of-popstars-live-2nite.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-108048337921241321</id><published>2004-03-29T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T00:19:41.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okaaay~~ its official... the girls r dead n the bois r dying bad~~ the girls have been extinct a long loong time ago... seems 2 me that i neva even saw them that much cos at the time of their era.. i was busy with lisa... Friday nite.. i met up with the bois 4 grub n sum mahjong... n it just felt.... "empty"... i dont really know how 2 describe it ... but i just felt so disconnected.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/108048337921241321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=108048337921241321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108048337921241321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/108048337921241321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/okaaay-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107952512939086336</id><published>2004-03-17T23:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T23:08:21.030+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does smoking pot make you.... not smart...?...... fuck...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107952512939086336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107952512939086336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107952512939086336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107952512939086336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/does-smoking-pot-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107952071354760071</id><published>2004-03-17T21:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T00:02:06.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bored 2day so decided 2 blog sum more bout recent events... Been drinkin n goin 2 karaoke a retarded amount these days.. which is a scary cos i cant sing 2 save myself... mainly goin wit small bunch like Pat, nat, yooke n every now n then sum additives like Jeanna, nicole n sum random idiots... we've been pretty successful at gettin ourselves completely sloshed in da ct n then waking up at home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107952071354760071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107952071354760071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107952071354760071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107952071354760071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/bored-2day-so-decided-2-blog-sum-more.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107949261090789645</id><published>2004-03-17T14:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T14:05:53.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scariness.... Me n my cousin Chog was discussing the adventures of gardening sum time ago... laughing n joking bout dumb n often near fatal things we've done while visiting Mary-Jane... He started talkin bout 1 of his mates whos a *heavy* user... we talkin bout breakfast lunch n dinner heavy.... the mate told Chog that he's cuttin down on his usage... when Chog asked y he explained that a short</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107949261090789645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107949261090789645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107949261090789645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107949261090789645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/scariness.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107935726927142015</id><published>2004-03-16T00:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T00:30:10.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm bored at home atm... its the time of truth 4 Pat rite now... 2nite i either lose my drinkin buddy or he comes back in more need of alcohol than eva b4... Neways.... food for thought:Sumtimes... u really like sum1... i mean... u really care 4 sum1... u want the best 4 them... especially when u know they've seen tough times... but u wont do nething or say nething that reveals ur true </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107935726927142015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107935726927142015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107935726927142015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107935726927142015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-bored-at-home-atm.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107934064602298695</id><published>2004-03-15T19:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T19:53:22.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just read that last post.N it stank.I am so sorry.It'll get beta... bear with me...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107934064602298695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107934064602298695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107934064602298695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107934064602298695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-just-read-that-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107934046710224894</id><published>2004-03-15T19:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T19:50:07.420+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M BACK~!! OMFG~!!! I got internet back 4 once~!! jebus~!!! shiiit its been a fuckin long time... i finally feel connected with society now~! N shit that was a long time from my last post.. gotta catch up.. but where the fuck do i start..?Christmas n New years.... ok that was ages ago... i barely remember wat i did... got drunk with family... which was good... i wont go in2 nasty details cause</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107934046710224894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107934046710224894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107934046710224894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107934046710224894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-back-omfg-i-got-internet-back-4.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107219453196350591</id><published>2003-12-24T02:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T02:49:49.856+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.. its christmas~ :| I neva saw it coming... :| its so sudden this year.. n i dunno what happened... but i have virtually no christmas spirit this year~! usually i'm in a pretty good mood n very in2 the spirit of things.. but this year... im just tired~ :| i think i rushed the shoppin 2 much.. n panicking runnin around like a headless chook lookin 4 pressies~ :|But now that its all over n </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107219453196350591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107219453196350591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107219453196350591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107219453196350591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107175626826799178</id><published>2003-12-19T01:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T01:05:21.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.. woke up at 4pm 2day... talk about shocking.. :| :|Not my fault... got sprung last nite.. well this morn... 5am got home... didnt drive car inside cos garage'll b 2 noisy.. so just parked in driveway... *sloooowly* opened the flyscreen, n ever so gently slide the key in the door... slowly twisting until the dull *thock* sound... pushed the door slowly... slowly.... took like 5 mins slowly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107175626826799178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107175626826799178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107175626826799178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107175626826799178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/wow_18.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107137647258716541</id><published>2003-12-14T15:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T17:33:28.110+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Koncret3 needs a friend to go christmas shopping with...Free ice cream 4 volunteers...Limited time only...n on another note:www.marryyourpet.comEep.'Nuf sed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107137647258716541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107137647258716541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107137647258716541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107137647258716541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/koncret3-needs-friend-to-go-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107120131644406130</id><published>2003-12-12T14:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T14:56:03.640+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn this weathers fucked at West Pennant hills... thunderstorm all morning... but the fucked thing was how loud it was~!! Holy shit i think it must've been directly above us or sum shit~!! it was SOOOO FUCKIN LOUD~!!! It sounded like a cannon... seriously... not a deep bass rumble... but a short brief intense *BOOOOOM~!!!!!!!!!* I sleep like the dead... i can sleep thru my house alarm.. but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107120131644406130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107120131644406130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107120131644406130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107120131644406130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/goddamn-this-weathers-fucked-at-west.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107107330046865588</id><published>2003-12-11T03:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T03:22:25.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MEL THE BASTARD!!! Goddamn.. *note 2 self... change password asap~!!*Man.. computer fucking up so havent been posting.. i'll try 2 do sum more later... Goddamn... was drinkin wit pat at his place last nite ( da 2 amigoes )... random conversation n toasts... we came 2 the conclusion that... dying is bad... so don't do it... this was after hearing bunkos story bout sum drunken asshat that died </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107107330046865588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107107330046865588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107107330046865588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107107330046865588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/mel-bastard-goddamn.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107088779082446543</id><published>2003-12-08T23:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:50:33.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Melissa is a goddess.Nod.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107088779082446543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107088779082446543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107088779082446543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107088779082446543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/melissa-is-goddess.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107059912263267824</id><published>2003-12-05T15:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T15:39:22.373+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haiz... i is awake... Tried getting drunk last nite.. rather unsuccessfully... we only had 1/3 whisky left.. so pat being the spoilt girl that he threw a lil tantrum n a sook so i left that 4 him n i had midori instead... 4 those of u that dont know... i *hate* really sweet drinks... n i had 2 down all that green shit last nite... just left me feeling sober n nauseous while pat was hanging off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107059912263267824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107059912263267824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107059912263267824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107059912263267824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/12/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107019719909111695</id><published>2003-11-30T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:00:33.983+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry guyz bout the absolutely *terrible* last post... i'm currently not in the mood 2 b even *remotely* entertaining... i'm just postin 4 the sake of updatin n i guess had an alrite weekend... til now but yea Pms sucks~ ;)Goodnite ~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107019719909111695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107019719909111695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107019719909111695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107019719909111695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/sorry-guyz-bout-absolutely-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-107019698216695622</id><published>2003-11-30T23:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:56:57.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long time no post~ &lt;: ) sorry~~but yea.. its sunday... just had a long day at work... lack of sleep + work = painful... :(nothin 2 do.. just home n bored.. n its hot... n i think im getting my pms early or sth cos feeling kinda low atm... hmm.... Neways the show must go on~Went clubbing on thurs n fri nite... thurs nite was the uni function held at sharkies... n FUCK ME DEAD i waited 4 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/107019698216695622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=107019698216695622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107019698216695622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/107019698216695622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/long-time-no-post-sorry-but-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106959571784684425</id><published>2003-11-24T00:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:57:45.140+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOORAY~!!! Conan fixed my blog with comments~!! Thanks again lor~~ i was seriously lost when i tried doin it myself..Now 4 pictures... coming soon...I was reading the paper 2day, n found this article about a 27 year old man in singapore who got fired from his government job n sentenced to 2 years in jail 4 receiving oral sex from his girlfriend.What.The.Fuck.In the land of forbidden </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106959571784684425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106959571784684425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106959571784684425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106959571784684425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/hooray-conan-fixed-my-blog-with.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106940122701423408</id><published>2003-11-21T18:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:54:12.810+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooee says my blog is fuhnee.hooray 4 Ooee who came back from the dead~!Hopefully Conan'll finish her bloody exams soon n help me with my comments n Ooee'll help me upload pictures~ :D~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106940122701423408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106940122701423408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106940122701423408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106940122701423408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/ooee-says-my-blog-is-fuhnee.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106924868424673395</id><published>2003-11-20T00:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T00:31:48.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was born here in australia, n i've neva been 2 ne chinese school.. all my mandarin is taught by my quasi-retarded parents... no wait... they're just plain retarded.. no semi about it... n so now as a result i'm left with this fucked up mandarin.. n according 2 friends that can speak mandarin i have a vocabulary of a 5 yr old.. cos thats when i stopped learning... i say things like "little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106924868424673395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106924868424673395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106924868424673395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106924868424673395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-was-born-here-in-australia-n-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106916773840906908</id><published>2003-11-19T02:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T02:23:58.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conan seems 2 really enjoy posting about periods n all the nastiness that is concerned in that business... n at those times... i just sit back n think how sweet it is 2 b a bloke~ muahahah~i mean.. seriously.. in highschool.. during Health lessons... learning bout puberty n shit... the teachers going on bout.. how... girls when they reach purberty they start getting the menstrual cycle, where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106916773840906908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106916773840906908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106916773840906908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106916773840906908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/conan-seems-2-really-enjoy-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106882635867736353</id><published>2003-11-15T03:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T03:12:58.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Omg i'm sooo loving cable internet... its like.. jesus... after 1 long... long week of no internet.. i felt as tho i was cut off from the outside world.. my link to society was cut n i had 2 ask my friends the next day wats been happening in case i was missing out on sum crazy shit thats been going just coincedentally when i'm disconnected~ :| sad. yes. but tru~ :| which makes it even more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106882635867736353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106882635867736353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106882635867736353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106882635867736353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/omg-im-sooo-loving-cable-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106879662928668010</id><published>2003-11-14T18:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T19:00:35.826+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM BACK~!! GODDAMN DA CONCRETE MONKEY IS BACK AT LAST~!! Fucken after 1 long excruciating week of internet drought due 2 my move... I'm finally back online.... N WITH CABLE~! OMG~!! SWEET JEBUS it feels sooo good 2 b able 2 load up a page with more than 5 images without the computer going thru an epileptic fit... i swear... i dont know how i did it... n downloading... omg... downloading on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106879662928668010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106879662928668010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106879662928668010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106879662928668010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-am-back-goddamn-da-concrete-monkey.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106846521446578664</id><published>2003-11-10T22:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T01:26:53.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:D HELLO EVERYONE~!! I AM JIMBO THE WONDERFUL DANCING MONKEY~ AND I NEED SEX.now back to reality . . . i have hacked (cough) into this account on the basis that our good friend jim here hasnt posted a blog in days!! DAYS!!! this from a dedicated blogger, i came to the rescue to keep all his friends entertained. im not telling him i posted in here till he finds out. . . so lets see. . . wat can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106846521446578664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106846521446578664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106846521446578664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106846521446578664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/d-hello-everyone-i-am-jimbo-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106809310066160699</id><published>2003-11-06T15:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T15:31:38.736+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Testing comments thingy... tryin 2 get it 2 work.. bloody conan wont help me~ &gt;:( Goddamn i hate html~CONAN PLZ HALP ME~!!! :~(LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;') "&gt;Comment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106809310066160699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106809310066160699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106809310066160699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106809310066160699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/testing-comments-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106804769940236513</id><published>2003-11-06T02:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:03:44.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer smells brings memories of Lisa back 2 monkeyboy... Just the warmth of the sun, the fresh smell of the air... even the smell of my air freshner in my car, now working again cos the summer heat is melting it... reminds me of her... even a few cds in my collection trigger memories 2... mebbe its due 2 loneliness... but now looking back.. i'm filled with regret... i dont know.. at the time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106804769940236513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106804769940236513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106804769940236513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106804769940236513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/summer-smells-brings-memories-of-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106795426762324224</id><published>2003-11-05T00:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:04:16.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn 1 last thing~!! Girls~! Fucken hell~! 1 perfect example.... long term relationships... sooo many times have i seen the girl just suddenly get bored in the relationship afterawhile... that the drama is gone... they're not content with a guy who loves them more than nething else in the world, whos loyal, always there n dependable... because its *boring*... What. the.fuck?How cruel is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106795426762324224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106795426762324224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106795426762324224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106795426762324224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/goddamn-1-last-thing-girls-fucken-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-10679514311380708</id><published>2003-11-05T00:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T00:10:29.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aiya~~ 1 thing i neva understand about girls... y is it that... they have this theory that they'll neva go out with friends..?I think its cos... girls r idiots. yea... that sounds bout rite...nah i think its cos.. girls like drama n excitement in their lives.. thats y they pick assholes 4 bfs... cos they like the little thrill of not knowing what he gonna do next... the risk that she mite get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/10679514311380708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=10679514311380708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/10679514311380708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/10679514311380708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/aiya-1-thing-i-neva-understand-about.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106787280402730898</id><published>2003-11-04T02:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:04:58.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was just sitting round picking my nose 2day, when suddenly i was struck by a stoke of genius... New theory numba one:I don't rejected cos i'm a fugly ( fuckin ugly ) sonofabitch that resembles a chimpanzee with down syndrome... I get rejected cos girls are afraid.. scared at the slim risk that they mite actually fall for a monkey... neways... i watched close 2 10 hrs of anime 2day... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106787280402730898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106787280402730898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106787280402730898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106787280402730898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/was-just-sitting-round-picking-my-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106787088113404145</id><published>2003-11-04T01:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:05:12.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okaaaay~~~ got sum explainin 2 do...yea that last post was abit melodramatic ( understatement ) n not 2 mention creepy~ :| :| :|Aiya... o wellz... when i start rambling it all rolls forth like tidal wave of garbage n even i'm not aware of what im gonna type next until i finish the damn thing n read back... mebbe i should start actually reading this damn thing... :| Testing comment thingy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106787088113404145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106787088113404145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106787088113404145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106787088113404145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/okaaaay-got-sum-explainin-2-do.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106778662894467992</id><published>2003-11-03T02:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T00:04:38.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddamn... i think... its over... its finally over...I dont know how it happened... no bloody idea... seemingly out of the blue... but... i seemed 2 have fell 4 sum1 i barely knew... n she knows even less about me~! It was painful... surprisingly painful... suffering quietly inside... for bout 4 months now... always depressed n feeling like a lil bitch... Many time asked wtfs wrong wit me... i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106778662894467992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106778662894467992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106778662894467992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106778662894467992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/goddamn.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106777255637594394</id><published>2003-11-02T22:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:29:14.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If ne of u's live in da ct, Kensington, Kingsford, Maroubra or similar... r u interested in a new flatmate? :D I'm a relatively clean, good natured n friendly guy.. if u like pets u'll like me... n if u love alcohol... u'll goddamn LOVE me~~!! Think of me as an overgrown chimpanzee.. that way u'll come 2 accept my feeding habits n especially the smell~ :) I need outta my house.. bad... cannot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106777255637594394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106777255637594394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106777255637594394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106777255637594394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/11/if-ne-of-us-live-in-da-ct-kensington.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106761211761335105</id><published>2003-11-01T01:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T01:59:58.373+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 additional thing i 4got..BOO PARROT~!! BOOOOOOO~!!!!! I'm meant 2 b drunk rite now~!!! Waste my friday nite~~ :( :~(haii.. o wellz.... i'll just have 2 get xtra drunk 2molo 2 compensate~ :) Clearly its not my drill my liver 2molo... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106761211761335105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106761211761335105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106761211761335105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106761211761335105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/1-additional-thing-i-4got.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106761200910189225</id><published>2003-11-01T01:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T01:53:27.583+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just watched Pulp fiction 2day... n it was really good.. weird... but good..I dont know how or y.. but... it sumhow just seemed really... realistic... yea i know shit explanation... but everything just seemed so natural... if u've seen the movie u're prolly thinking "Wtfs natural bout a big black dude gettin tied up n raped up the ass by a cop~?!?!", but i mean in... the dialogue just seem.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106761200910189225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106761200910189225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106761200910189225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106761200910189225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/just-watched-pulp-fiction-2day.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106735035557335722</id><published>2003-10-29T01:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T01:12:35.010+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok my last post was abit melodramatic.. but once u start rambling.. it all gushes out n like a tidal wave... i had 2 hold myself back or else it wouldve been even longer~ :| its abit 2fah but u get the point~ ;)yes i am an emotional bitch.scary thing is i'm not even gay...... i think...:|*scared himself*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106735035557335722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106735035557335722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106735035557335722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106735035557335722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/ok-my-last-post-was-abit-melodramatic.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106734839038460755</id><published>2003-10-29T00:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T02:00:42.383+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prepare 4 rant :|Haii... I realise that.. my life is in shambles... i just pretty much wander around aimlessly n try 2 find temporary solutions... i hang with friends, go drinking, nething 2 keep me distracted... if i ever stop n start thinking ( heaven forbid ) then reality comes crashing down on me n I hit rock bottom again... I'm spiralling downwards n i cant do nething about it... i have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106734839038460755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106734839038460755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106734839038460755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106734839038460755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/prepare-4-rant-haii.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106691371365743727</id><published>2003-10-23T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T22:55:13.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heres an email i got awhile back.. n was readin thru it again... n haii... i agree wit so much of this it aint funny.... this guyz a legend... hahaha.. he nailed the nail rite on the head wit da last sentence.. its abit lengthy so just bare with it if u haven't seen it b4...Garret Hols... we salute u~!!NICE GUYS FINISH LAST &gt; &gt;By: Garrett Hols &gt; &gt;It's amazing that assholes can get girls.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106691371365743727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106691371365743727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106691371365743727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106691371365743727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/heres-email-i-got-awhile-back.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106674810413981890</id><published>2003-10-22T00:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T01:01:03.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>( i made up the spelling.. bleh~ shut up. i know spelling wrong.. but this way *everyone* can read it... just read what u see...English: "U're so purdy... come home with me..."Mando: "Ni hao keh ai... gung wor hwei jia..."Canto: "Lei ho leng... gung ngor fun ok... "Jap: "Kimmi ka wai ne~~ uchi ni oide yo..."was tryin 2 learn the korean version yesterday rather unsuccessfully.. the girl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106674810413981890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106674810413981890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106674810413981890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106674810413981890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-made-up-spelling.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497349.post-106674434974541741</id><published>2003-10-21T23:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T01:01:28.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey boys n girls~! Due 2 popular demand Jimbo the wonderful dancing monkey is back again~!!! REJOICE~!!! in other words i have finally figured out my password 4 this fuckin thing after a yr n a half of intensive pondering~!! :D :D so yea no worries... im back here 2 entertain ur dull.. dull... oh so very dull lives with my sad n bitter existance~! i've been reading thru this thing again.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/feeds/106674434974541741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497349&amp;postID=106674434974541741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106674434974541741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497349/posts/default/106674434974541741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koncret3.blogspot.com/2003/10/hey-boys-n-girls-due-2-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>=Koncret3=</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
