<?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-7718775464023003384</id><updated>2011-12-31T08:49:48.931-04:00</updated><category term='student'/><category term='speech'/><category term='Wii revolution'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='habit'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='hello'/><category term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Gman Informs</title><subtitle type='html'>A personal blog , from a clever and witty writer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-1115208900092465790</id><published>2011-12-31T07:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:49:48.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The GMAN Death and Return</title><content type='html'>INCOMING DATA TRANSMISSION FROM GITR RESEARCH FACILITY ON MARS : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet you guys thought i was dead! (hint : i wasnt) , Ive just been kinda busy (hint : i wasnt) and havent had much time to dedicate to my research blog , but i felt kinda crappy if i let this earth year go without at least saying "Hello there mates! " . So let me just get the huge albino Elephant out of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello there mates! , long time no see . I hope you all have had a great year and learned something worth your while . To be honest , i felt this year COULD have been better. I didnt really achieve everything i wanted , but then again , do we ever?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking that into account , i wont be too hard in 2011. It was after all the best year of my life. How do i know this? , through science of course. Every year you survive is in fact the best year of your life. Its science honestly.thing i had planned for 2011 , but then again , do things ever come out as you plan them? (hint : they dont)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorable events of 2011 : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) You did not &lt;b&gt;DIE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are reading this , you obviously did not die or maybe you bought a REALLY premium internet connection down in heaven/hell/nirvana/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flying_Spaghetti_Monster"&gt;spaghetti monster land&lt;/a&gt;, it has been said many times Carlos Slim is trying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to expand even more , or maybe you have the GoogleUndead app in your Zomboid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) The Death of &lt;b&gt;Jobs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve Jobs , also known as the worlds worst dressed rich man , or the king of the hipsters , died in 2011. Im not reallyyyyy a fan of the man , but i can recognize he did do some pretty good things (and a million awful others , really Jobs? , thanks to you we now have yearly minimal upgrades for everything -_-) . I respect the man , may he RIP and hopefully when i eventually go into Apoptosis (estimated date 2503ARS) and reach heaven/hell/nirvana/spaghetti monster land , he wont have everyone crazy with iSoul or something like th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)The poor &lt;b&gt;NBA &lt;/b&gt;players want more Money &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those &lt;i&gt;poor &lt;/i&gt;rich NBA players finally stood up for themselves and rebelled against the mighty NBA empire. This fight did not involve Ewoks or General Chewbacca , but it was pretty big in its own right . I saw many basketball fans nearly weeping blood since most of them were giving up hope that those people would get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; their shit together for ONCE! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile... in a Dark corner of the world , Lebron fans were still recovering from their glorious defeat =) (HAH!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_1uc4AfDi0/Tv7-ZCeVN9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/i7aWkjekrUc/s200/loss-of-the-ring%2B%25281%2529.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692266685157160914" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) The Staged &lt;b&gt;Death &lt;/b&gt;of Osama Bin Laden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to applaud the US Marines , they gave some pretty good , Oscar worthy performances earlier this years. Hell! , i think they are already nominated for the Globes , they still giving those away like candy , right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Papa &lt;/b&gt;Hipolito Neuralizes an entir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e Country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIyhPHbzRfc/Tv8AAm5DweI/AAAAAAAAAHM/u3c1he0XE68/s400/funcion-de-hoy001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692268464459465186" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy **** Man! , i was joking about it a few years ago but i did not think even for a second that it would actually happen . There must be some unknown toxin in the Plantain or something because i do not ****ing believe this . I mean it wasnt &lt;i&gt;THAT&lt;/i&gt;long ago , i cant be the only one that remembers?! , right? . Thank God that im in Mars now and far away from all that Bullshit. Although Martian politics aint all that good to be honest -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aaaaand , last but not least....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)The Pitiful humans officially make me a Medical Doctor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k065a0GpbG8/Tv8C2sQLCTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xvpFOIy55o4/s400/large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692271592634779954" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The man that inspired me to become what i am &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, i can hardly believe it myself! .... ive been experimenting on humans for quite a while now and NOW they want to call me a doctor?! , humans are a joke! , thats why i live with Martians now , if only they werent so smelly and furry ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats just a short list of a few things ill keep in mind from 2011. Its been one hell of a year. Thank god its ending (sorry 2011 , gotta move on) , bring on 2012 and let the heads roll! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;From GITR&lt;/i&gt; , we wish you Merry something and a happy new year , take care mates ! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the long absence -_-   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-1115208900092465790?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1115208900092465790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=1115208900092465790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1115208900092465790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1115208900092465790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2011/12/gman-death-and-return.html' title='The GMAN Death and Return'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_1uc4AfDi0/Tv7-ZCeVN9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/i7aWkjekrUc/s72-c/loss-of-the-ring%2B%25281%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-9191577646087083449</id><published>2010-04-08T18:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:27:41.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trial by Fire.</title><content type='html'>Shit happens. That's the "general rule of the universe". That's why we all here , and that's why i'm writing this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because. Shit. Happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad to think this way but it's important that we understand this rule. If you do , it'll make your life 525,600 better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple of weeks i have taken my good time to meditate on some stuff. My life , my family , my friends , my carreer , my hopes , my expectations , etc. Pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say?  , i suffer from the "Too-much-thinking" disease. I'm a phychologist by blood , and a phylosopher by soul. At this point in life , i'm not even sure i will ever be able to cure myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have , however,  found some ways to tune it down a lot. Thanks to that , i would like to think i'm more calm and in control of my mind. Hopefully T_T . Maybe because of this , and some past events , i started to notice some weird stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings have changed this year , or maybe they started changing a long time ago and i didn't even notice. What seemed great , just a couple of months ago , now seems dull... what seemed dull , now seems more interesting. It's not like that with everything , but i don't feel like myself anymore. Or should i say "I don't feel like the person i thought i was" . Existencial crisis much? , who knows.... doesn't feel like anything i have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeah =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that i saw myself doing in 10 years , are not so clear anymore. And slowly , i have come to the realization that the once wide road we all had when we left school , is now narrowing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or worse , i'm not sure of any of the following things : what i want to be , who i want to be. "I don't feel like myself" would be an understatement. Its like i just woke up from a very ,very long dream.  And you know what the funny thing is? .... i'm not worried at all. I'm completely indifferent about what's to come. I just wanna tag along for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh , maybe this are only the first symptoms of dementia (oh there's a history of dementia in my family... yep) , who knows (NOT ME) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not particulary happy with everything. Specially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;stuff , but i have tried my best to accept it and move on. After all , what's the most important rule of the universe? (HINT: It comes from the ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that same note... i have asked the GITR to conduct some final researchs ..Let's see what they came up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GITR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long term effects of studying medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Increased tolerance for Caffeine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GITR research indicates that the longer a person studies medicine , the higher their tolerance for caffeine will be .  Different tables were gathered. The 4th year students had a significantly higher resistance when compared to the 3rd and 2nd year students. To verify that this effect wasn't exclusive to medicine , a senior group of "Hotel management" were compared to the 2nd year med students. The 2nd year med students had 5 times the caffeine resistance than the Hotel management seniors .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- Sleep depravation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study indicates that the average 1st year med student sleeps for 8 hours ... while the senior med student sleeps for 5.... when he does get to sleep (Not every night , nope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- Weight gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A research was conducted on the diet of senior med students. The results are the following : Macdonald's 20% , Wendy's 20% , TacoBell 20% , No-food-at-all 10% , Other 30%.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion: Studying medicine gets you fat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4- Uglyfication &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , studying medicine gets you ugly. The uglyfication increases over time. The 1st year students were all clean , used fancy clothes , didn't look like they hadn't seen a razor since their bar mitzvah or like they owed money to their hair stylist and couldn't pay. The seniors did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5- Stupidification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the GITR couldn't prove this , the theory is solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st year students - "You are studying medicine. You are clueless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year students - "You are still studying medicine . You are stupid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd year students - "You are stupid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th year students - "LOL you are finishing medicine.... only 5 to 10 more years to go! . Stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As proved by this flawless analysis , medicine students do get more stupid. Those who change to careers , are obviously immune to the "stupidification" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End research &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo , sorry for the lame post. Thank you for reading (you didn't have anything else to do , huh?) . Only 3 more finals to go and then its....... VACATION TIME! . Can't wait for it .. T___T . So freaking deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back , everything seems so different now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye folks,  best of luck and take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pd: just fried another powersupply. Durrrf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-9191577646087083449?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9191577646087083449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=9191577646087083449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9191577646087083449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9191577646087083449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-trial-by-fire.html' title='My Trial by Fire.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-2659314479170198787</id><published>2010-03-24T10:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:38:56.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The silent storm.</title><content type='html'>Not much time to post. Today I have a big test , I think its easy , I'm not really worried. Probably gonna ace it. Hopefully .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw something incredibly sad/bad. The patient doesn't know it yet how bad it is. A 15 , probably less kid , came alone to the office I'm in , at the national onchology institute. Yep , his parent was somewhere else , don't know where.&lt;br /&gt;The kid gave the doctor his latest lab results and told him to go to the examination room. The doc looked at us and gave us the "guillotine" sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the kid has a conjuctival melanoma. Signs? , a small black spot in the eye. That's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's only one treatment.. Assuming that the tumor isn't taking half of his brain already (and there's a very high risk it has) , the only treatment is removal of both eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plop.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate onchology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average life expectancy : 2 years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-2659314479170198787?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2659314479170198787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=2659314479170198787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2659314479170198787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2659314479170198787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/silent-storm.html' title='The silent storm.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-889472209730303941</id><published>2010-03-16T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:03:42.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Draaaaaaaaama</title><content type='html'>No we did not adopt a sheep at the GITR offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama seems to be in the air this season , personally i'm more of a horror/comedy (not romantic) kinda guy. Drama is just... too dramatic &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit is happening around me and its hilarious to see everyone going nuts. Its like the whole world is going to hell. Maybe i had my eyes closed for a while , but now i'm seeing things that i didn't notice before (one of those HOLY SHIT! , moments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos is everywhere , and i don't know what exactly triggered this (maybe the earthquakes?! ) , but its kinda creepy. Right now i'm supposed to be "taking sides" , or judging what's "right or wrong" . Is there such a thing? . Lately i'm thinking that there's only actions , and each one of em comes with pro's and con's . I'm done trying to take the moral high ground , too much trouble defending my own flawed ideals and morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? , problems more often arise when we try to avoid the consequences for our actions. That i learned. The hard way T_T . So i'm done making expectations for my future . Its never going to turn out exactly how i want it to , so what's the point? (this week has CERTAINLY proved it ) . That doesn't mean i wont have goals or ambitions , but they won't be the center of my life . I'm just gonna enjoy the ride for as long as it lasts , with all the ups and downs. With all the tragedies and happy moments. Can't have one without the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life is not about suffering , but you will suffer it rather than enjoy it until you let go, and just go along for the ride. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellmonth/or simply HELL , is coming soon . Won't have much time for anything. It's going to be long , exhausting and hard. Just like it always is , just as i have come to expect it. So here we go once again. Shit happens. But so does the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the shitstorm going around. I'm gonna grab my beach chair and sit down with a gigantic bucket of popcorn . Its going to be one hell of a show. @_________________@ . Hopefully there will be fireworks at the end! . I love those =P .  Hell , its not like i don't have my own stuff to worry about =/ , you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it folks... i don't think ill be posting much until its all over , but you never know. Do you? . Good luck all with your own biz , and remember ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LET THE GMAN SHIIIINE ON YOUR HEARTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*fireworks in the background*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-889472209730303941?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/889472209730303941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=889472209730303941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/889472209730303941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/889472209730303941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/draaaaaaaaama.html' title='Draaaaaaaaama'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-3308766397563938336</id><published>2010-03-04T14:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:25:46.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@_@ Grade Day @_@</title><content type='html'>Dear god of grades , i thank thee for your kindness this semester. I know you and i have had our share of disagreements the last two semesters (specially the last one , you S.O.B &gt;_&lt;) but i'm glad we are finally working out our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that has happened the past couple of months , this is one of my best semesters, considering that this is considered one of the hardest semesters , the 11th semester. (not that anyone says that 12th is a walk on the park ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1/2 results are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 A's , 2 B's , 1 C and 1 D - 2 subjects are still not published, but i expect A's or B's-  -  (fucking hematology &gt;___________&lt; )  . The race is not over yet though! , and the last half is going to be hell, but i will not falter!  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to why i got a D in Hematology ... well , let's just say its one of those "impossible" classes. I studied a lot , i know the subject well , but it's impossible for me to do well if the teacher tells me to study from X place and gets the question out of Y .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , i'm not particularly worried about the subject. The highest grade in the class was a C (a very LUCKY c) , and pretty much everyone has a D. I have never heard of anyone getting A with this teacher. It's that hard.  One of my partners asked the teacher for a curve and she told her , and i quote , " Oh don't worry... i don't give curves , but no one has ever failed my subject , my calculator always adds up to 70" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au contraire to my last 2 semester , its good NOT to be in the danger zone (a relative danger zone i guess,  considering i almost got an A in one of the subjects , and in the other one the teacher simply hated me - she actually quit the job after a coup we staged &gt;_&gt; )  . Too much stress, too many sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for today peeps. Good luck with your own stuff. Bai! .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3308766397563938336?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3308766397563938336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3308766397563938336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3308766397563938336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3308766397563938336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/grade-day.html' title='@_@ Grade Day @_@'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-2072608932506835503</id><published>2010-03-01T00:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:43:36.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I take it back.</title><content type='html'>January 25th is not the worst day ever. It's today. March 1st 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its true that the universe works in "mysterious" ways... I hope its already working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-2072608932506835503?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2072608932506835503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=2072608932506835503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2072608932506835503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2072608932506835503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-take-it-back.html' title='I take it back.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-8169299025913325355</id><published>2010-02-08T18:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:33:21.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shape of Things to Come.</title><content type='html'>Hi folks , what's up? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be one hell of a busy month for me. I got a shit load of things to come , and little to no time. That's okay i guess , this is after all the hardest semester in my career, after this , i will know if i really got the stuff in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential killers this semester :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hematology &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This class could have been awesome. This class could have shown me Hematology was indeed cool. Now i'm not so sure... Have you ever met one of those persons who speak in a single , unchanging , tone? . Well , this woman is like that. I swear , she never raises or lowers her tone... its kinda freaky actually. I also wondered if she had some kind of paralysis because she doesn't move an INCH for 4 hours straigtht. On the pro-side of things she really knows her stuff and has a "chiva de vieja" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ophthalmology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This guy practically wants us to become Ophtalmologists in 4 months. Seriously , i need to study 100+ pages for monday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; not only that but i need to MEMORIZE it cause apparently he's also a bastard in tests. &lt;span&gt;Damn B.F.B &gt;_&gt; . Anyways its kinda funny actually. He wrote a book and sent it to us , and even though we study with HIS book , he constantly tells us "you are wrong, where did you read that crap?" . Ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently , the most important thing i need to do to not-fail is participate.. which is pretty hard since his questions are pretty random... lately i noticed some of my friends have had godlike accuracy answering his questions. Turns out they sneaked into an earlier class and wrote the answers for each question =//////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn clever bastards &gt;_&lt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rheumatology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never heard of this subject have you? , not surprised. I have taken 6 classes and i'm still pretty clueless about what the fuck this subject is about... its like they took the weirdest shit ever , the weirdest syndromes and the weirdests symptoms and grouped together and decided to add some random name =/ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the popular definition , this "specialty" treats joint diseases such as arthritis and similar shit.... but wait , they are also supposed to treat LUPUS , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Vasculitis and other totally random shit which have nothing in common... anyone care to make a connection between Lupus , Arthritis and Wegener's Granulomatosis? .. Here's a hint : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to wikipedia : "&lt;/span&gt; The term &lt;i&gt;rheumatology&lt;/i&gt; originates from the Greek word &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rheuma" title="Rheuma" class="mw-redirect"&gt;rheuma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, meaning "that which flows as a river or stream," and the suffix &lt;i&gt;-&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ology" title="Ology" class="mw-redirect"&gt;ology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, meaning "the study of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow... just WTF worthy... anyways the good side is that my teacher is arguably the smartest man i have ever met. Its kinda freaky actually . I wouldn't call him a genius , he's more like the result of an experiment gone wrong. We were actually debating if he had Asperger's or something like that... Honestly? , he looks more like a ROMINO player , rather than a brilliant doctor. Further prove that Wisdom is everywhere, even in the weirdest places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , i like weird stuff... and i gotta say this one is calling my attention a lot. We'll see after the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anesthesiology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this subject is THAT hard.. its just that the teacher is a complete wacko. He makes the weirdest exams ever . 2 days after the test i got told that if i thought a question was "wrong" , i needed to write something like "this is wrong" , or i would lose the point . Yeah... i know.. MOFO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dermatology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read ONE page before the exam. I was too busy with other shit and i honestly hate this subject. So , trusting my 20/20 i went with my mind in blank . That bastard "smelled" my intentions and moved me to DESERT ISLAND (READ : That chair next to no one &gt;_&lt;) .. lucky for me i  think i did well enough.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil. The teacher is a kid with his ego still in the stratosphere. He has NEVER given an A to anyone , offers C for free in the final test. Yeah , this one is most likely going to be a C T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for this semester.. i have lots of things in my mind right now , i'm trying my best not to think too much .. but it gets hard at times , i admit. Anyways , thats it for today folks. Good luck with your own problems =) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Change. Nothing ever stays the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-8169299025913325355?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8169299025913325355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=8169299025913325355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/8169299025913325355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/8169299025913325355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/02/shape-of-things-to-come.html' title='The Shape of Things to Come.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-6391358119508620548</id><published>2010-02-01T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:28:12.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fool on The Hiil.</title><content type='html'>I was a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke my own rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can laugh and watch the view from the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the sun going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradox , Humour and Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never make someone your priority if they only have you as an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that okay? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck peeps =D .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-6391358119508620548?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6391358119508620548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=6391358119508620548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6391358119508620548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6391358119508620548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/02/fool-on-hiil.html' title='The Fool on The Hiil.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-9191592181650603458</id><published>2010-01-28T23:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:54:35.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>I would like to apologize to my friends . I'm sorry that sometimes i took you guys for granted , and that i don't appreciate you guys enough. I'm sorry for not realizing sooner how much you guys cared for me . I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologize to my family. I'm sorry that i don't invest enough time with you guys , i'm sorry that i can't hold my patience with you guys.. i'll try harder. I'm sorry for the bad things i have said and thought about you guys.. and thank you.. Thank you for being my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for you... I'm sorry ...but there will be no apologies today for you. Except that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-9191592181650603458?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9191592181650603458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=9191592181650603458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9191592181650603458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9191592181650603458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorry_28.html' title='I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-1390829573068144956</id><published>2010-01-25T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:11:37.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My puzzling sad/true story.  Part 1 .</title><content type='html'>It all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEGINNNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-1390829573068144956?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1390829573068144956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=1390829573068144956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1390829573068144956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1390829573068144956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-puzzling-sadtrue-story-part-1.html' title='My puzzling sad/true story.  Part 1 .'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-3206304568089094911</id><published>2010-01-19T02:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T06:20:19.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Eye Blind</title><content type='html'>3 months ago i wrote to you about something i did (or was about to do) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that took a lot of courage , a lot of luck , and most importantly a lot of faith. I got myself into one of the most hard situations, i have ever been in my life. I took a huge gamble , and i'm here to say , 3 months later , that it has thankfully paid off =) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where life will take me. I don't know what will happen with us next month , next week , or even tomorrow. I don't know.  I can't know. What i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CAN &lt;/span&gt;tell you mate, is that i absolutely adore you (aaaaaand this is where i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blush - i can do it too~!-&lt;/span&gt;) . You are one of the most awesome persons i know (don't brag about this &gt;_&gt;)  , and also my best friend. I don't regret the decision i made 3 months ago . In fact , i regret not thinking about it sooner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there has been some rough patches ( minor stuff , that we ,for some reason or another , made a big deal out of nothing &gt;_&gt;) . I don' think its going to be easy , but i have lot of faith in us , and that our relationship will continue to grow. I'm rarely this optimistic and i truly hope you feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TQM freckles =) , i hope you enjoyed this last 3 months as much as i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3206304568089094911?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3206304568089094911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3206304568089094911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3206304568089094911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3206304568089094911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2010/01/third-eye-blind.html' title='Third Eye Blind'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-782292522729039848</id><published>2009-12-28T06:55:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:06:42.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nine o'clock on a Saturday</title><content type='html'>Its 7 am now , actually ... and its monday.. i think??? . I slept for a grand total of 130 minutes. Yeah... I know. I'm not sure why but something has been troubling my extremely sensitive roving mind. All is going well, to a certain point . I got my first C , but i haven't given it much thought. AU CONTRAIRE of popular opinion , i am not a grade whore. I merely have a grand objective and need to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;stuff to achieve it. What exactly is troubling me , i won't mention it on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS &lt;/span&gt;episode .  If it turns into further trouble , i'll deal with it, but for now i'm just gonna let it evolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently noticed i now have 3 followers.. MY GOD! , i can feel my blog growing and spreading my wonderful and charismatic words into the hearts of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the people&lt;/span&gt;! . Welcome to my house , reader ! . Hope you enjoy my quasi monthly updates =DD .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago , i started to read Twilight (yes i know i suck , blah blah blah blah) , at the request of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;, which you can probably imagine who it is , given the power of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suggestion &lt;/span&gt;she has over me &gt;_&gt;  . That reminds me , i still need her a book of my own ... i got one in mind that's just perfect @__@ . MUAHAHAHA! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , Twilight. So far its been pretty close to the overall story of the movie , but i gotta admit.. Isabella is a somewhat emo pesimistic overthinker teeneage drama queen... i think i like her.. She reminds me of tons of girls i know , and even to some extent ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself &lt;/span&gt;&gt;_&lt; (I.E : OMG what did i just say! ... i wonder if she likes me.. Is she looking this way?! ...) yeah , been there done that . Needless to say , i hated her in the movie , she's so annoying.. the one in the book is at least funny.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  to my female readers&lt;/span&gt; , just ignore the pragraph below please =) . Just skip it!! .. Tons of bad words there! , you wouldn't wanna read em! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now ,to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;male readers &lt;/span&gt;, just so you know , i'm joking . This is all an elaborate joke to convince the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XX &lt;/span&gt;part of the world that i'm really sensitive and deep and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit  &lt;/span&gt;. I knoooooow! , i'm a genius! . After this is posted women everywhere in the world are all gonna start thinking i'm sensitive and cool and hip and all that jazz ^_^ , and i'll get chicks left and right (sup babe ^_^ , what are you up to =P ) . ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you are a female why are you reading this?, shuush get away , now!)&lt;/span&gt;.  So yeah , this is all an elaborate trick to get women in the world to like me . As guys , you can understand me right?! . MUHAHAHA ! . I'm so clever. They don't stand a chance =( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , ill leave you with a very improvised preliminary research the GITR has been conducting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GITR Research #32302320&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"El Platano" , and its effects on the human biology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SzkBr61cmhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/69Xoi42pkd4/s1600-h/Platanos-04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SzkBr61cmhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/69Xoi42pkd4/s200/Platanos-04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420365480556534290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GITR reports the following ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "vivere" known as "El Platano" (Platanus Maximus) is composed of the following : 25% &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carbs &lt;/span&gt;, 5% &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glucose &lt;/span&gt;, 70% &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brutein &lt;/span&gt;. The GITR has been extremely interested in the effects of "Brutein" on normal humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conduct this experiments,  we took as samples 100 American immigrants that hadn't had contact with "Platano" until they arrived here . 95% of the subjects showed what appeared to be "severe deterioration of cognoscitive and language skills" ("tabanos bien" , "ello ay", etc) , "increased levels of brown fat near the belly area" (called locally as "barriga de cervecero" ??) , "increased tolerance to alcohol" , "loss of hair" , and for some reason they all become obsessed with what the locals call "morenas" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly amazing discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El Platano" however has even more dangerous side effects on locals. Apparently , its high levels of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brutein &lt;/span&gt;make it a powerful teratogenic ( defined as a substance that alters normal growth) . It has the ability to completely negate some gens , including some that are thought to be related to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intelligence&lt;/span&gt;" , "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honesty&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punctuality&lt;/span&gt;" . On a minor side , it also seems to affect the gens that determine eye color (which is why that less than 2% of the population has blue/green eyes) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On so&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/Sziaw8q_v4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hz27_SKYGB0/s1600-h/jabao-214x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/Sziaw8q_v4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hz27_SKYGB0/s200/jabao-214x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420252317251256194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me more horrifying cases , it is thought to be responsible of a hideous mutation. We are not sure what mechanism are affected during the fetal stage , but this "creatures" (as we would like to call them) , seem to be surprisingly common in the population. Their local name is "Jabaos" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shocking! &lt;/span&gt;, the GITR says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effects of "El Platano" don't end there though, even when they are no longer exposed daily to the dangerous effects of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brutein &lt;/span&gt;, the progression of the "condition" (we haven't figured out what t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SziciyuTkEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VJ8S09K3wjY/s1600-h/carnin...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SziciyuTkEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VJ8S09K3wjY/s200/carnin...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420254273085870146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o call it yet) doesn't stop. The damage appears to be at a DNA level .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of the affected chooses to "relocate" to another country , they stand out , when compared to the local (normal) population. These special cases are then labeled by the locals as "dominicanyork" and they are not often seen with good eyes. For some reason these "dominicanyork" act completely different than the locals and yet , very similarly at the same time. Our anthropologists are having a blast trying to figure out why exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This GITR is not over yet ,but due to time constraints , we will only publish this small extract. Please read later for further info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End Report &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for today.. i'm gonna go back to /attempt/ sleep . Wish you all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merry xmas &lt;/span&gt;and have a wonderful time. BTW GITR hasn't received any gifts yet , so if anyone's willing...  we like chocolate. Take care and don't do anything i wouldn't ^_^ . See you all next year , god willing! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD : No spell checking . I didn't feel like it. So eat my bad grammar and spelling , bitches!. (saw that in a movie... so cool) ^_^ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-782292522729039848?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/782292522729039848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=782292522729039848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/782292522729039848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/782292522729039848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-nine-oclock-on-saturday.html' title='It&apos;s nine o&apos;clock on a Saturday'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SzkBr61cmhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/69Xoi42pkd4/s72-c/Platanos-04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-9037768176021832344</id><published>2009-11-19T04:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:06:09.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now cinderella don't you go to sleep</title><content type='html'>Its 4:00 AM now. I'm not tired at all but i know that i need to get some sleep. My brain works in mysterious ways. It won't let me sleep at all when i have something important on my mind , and now it appears to be another one of those moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time i wrote something at this hour , nearly a month ago , wonderful stuff happened that same day and i hoping to repeat those circumstances again tomorrow =) . &lt;br /&gt;I think this might be my "clicking hours" . The time of the day where everything makes sense and words just flow. I could be trying to get back to sleep but right now i don't think i will be able to unless i write this stuff first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up mate? . Hopefully by the time you are reading this you are no longer sick (seriously get well already! , if you are not ,i'm forcing you to go to your doctor &gt;_&gt; , won't take NO for an answer either!) . The thing that has been bothering me the most this past week , is not nephrology. Yeah , i might be 15 points away from failing that subject but i somehow have managed to calm down a bit with that problem ( eehh problably thanks to you ) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might say i shouldn't worry so much , but you know me T_T , i'm a worry cat. You know what day is friday and what that day means for us. I have been thinking endlessly what to do to make that day special. I know you have had your share of "1st months" so i want to do something to make it better than all those before. I'm freaking clueless mate T__T, and that bothers me more than you would think T__T.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked for advice to my friends and even some of your friends ( =D) on what to do but i haven't really liked any of their answers. Someone asked me "what does she like" and after staring at her for 30 seconds i answered :  "children , candy and icecream" . You really are something special , you know! , anyone else i would just get my sister to buy something &gt;_&gt; . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of your closest friend told me to "make you something" . Now , you don't need to be a genius to know i barely know how to fix me a sandwich (which i owe you BTW)and to be honest , she was one of the last persons i asked for help(next time she's going to be the first &gt;_&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. It's getting kinda late now and i need to get some sleep sadly. Although i think "my therapy" worked. I sort of have an idea on what to do now.. Although i'm not sure if i will meet my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyyy... you know what? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are awesome =) . Y yo te quiero mucho. So whatever happens my compañera (bet you didn't remember this one!)  , mate , gumless , iron mouthed, cheeky , morena , no-longer-blind , vacationless , dramatic , always hungry and freckled bear.. i just hope you have a good time tomorrow (or today?) ^_^ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-9037768176021832344?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9037768176021832344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=9037768176021832344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9037768176021832344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9037768176021832344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-cinderella-dont-you-go-to-sleep.html' title='Now cinderella don&apos;t you go to sleep'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-4232452231040868114</id><published>2009-10-20T05:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:18:40.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning comes and Lightning goes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT &lt;/span&gt;: This version contians a lot of grammar errors and what not. But i like it just that way =) . I'm sorry about those .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is going to be somewhat... special. Yes , that's the word. Special. It's going to be interesting , that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut to the chase, you know who you are mate. You know what this is about. Now that we got that clear , i want to say something to you , and for the most part to myself (not what you think) .  I find that i like to think things throughly (I KNOW , work in progress , cut me some slack &lt;_&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never be the same . And i kinda like how things are now... i mean , i have someone who i trust enough to tell 90% of the thoughts that come to my head (the other 10% is just plain creepy shit , don't ask =/ ) . I really don't want to lose that.. and that's why i'm scared. That's why i gave you "mixed signals" or whatever you say it is. I'm sorry for that , but its just the way i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every coin (or cedula)  has 2 sides, and this one mate , is no exception. In the positive side of things , i have very little to write about. Now , before you smack me across the street &gt;_&gt; , hear me out. This is one of those situations where its easier to write about the bad stuff , than the good stuff , just because the good stuff completely outnumbers the bad stuff ... When i started writing about the good side of things i didn't even freaking know where to start.. there's just too much to mention , i mean good freaking lord &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i wrote something here and decided to take it away in the final editing =) -&lt;/span&gt;  (sorry , this can't be seen by the main public XD) . I don't know what else to say ,and the funny thing is that i wrote this for myself. I wrote this to think it the best way i can, the way i like to. So if i already had my freaking answer, why the hell. ... gaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here at 6:40 AM wondering why i'm such an asshole...  you idiot! (myself) &gt;_&gt; . Wow , the things you have had to stand mate  XFD .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i already made my decision (as if i didn't unconciously made it already , ha ha...) ... and you know what , i wish life was more like a mathematical equation... it would be soooo much easier , honestly T_T . Since its not...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i'd rather take a risk than live in doubt&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you. I don't know what will happen , but i just need to know...  enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION : Sometimes its worth taking the bet mate =) , specially when you have the freaking world to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeeeE?! , no te gusta el titulo! . Pue mire guilla &gt;_&lt;  ! , yo kisiera saber kien te dijo que taba bien robase MIIIII cancion de la semana &gt;_&lt;!--!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. We seriously need to work in your guilladismo =(&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-4232452231040868114?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4232452231040868114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=4232452231040868114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4232452231040868114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4232452231040868114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/10/lightning-comes-and-lightning-goes.html' title='Lightning comes and Lightning goes.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-6732486624592012614</id><published>2009-09-22T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:56:38.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Guns</title><content type='html'>Sup sup , i'm 21 now , my loyal readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i grow older, i  get the illusion of getting smarter. I don't know how to put it into words but what was once a wide road is slowly getting smaller. I don't care though. I think i made the right choice , i think i can live a life without regrets (well ,there are a few...) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm real tired XD. Good luck to you all and happy bday to me!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time with a decent post , i promise it will be awesome!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-6732486624592012614?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6732486624592012614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=6732486624592012614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6732486624592012614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6732486624592012614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-guns.html' title='21 Guns'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-3129903127130825207</id><published>2009-08-19T09:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:01:12.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got sunshine in my bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowFC-_yR6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NBu0lQ5SsVw/s1600-h/x-gnomes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowFC-_yR6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NBu0lQ5SsVw/s400/x-gnomes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371674004374570914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how things workout. Flashback to last week and i was killing myself studying for a certain test, which i somehow had convinced myself i was going to fail. People around me told me i was being dramatic , but honestly , if you were in my situation wouldn't you say that my drama was justified? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied a lot for the first midterm. I did what i usually did for every test since highschool , i prepared myself , i was relaxed , i didn't have diarrhea , i was in perfect conditions. So what exactly went wrong? . I have no fucking idea . To this day , i still think the Teacher took away points on purpose or i somehow offended a family of magical gnomes (I am truly sorry , if this was the case) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got to see the test , so i will never really know , but what's done is done i guess (or is it? , you fucking vengeful gnomes). Anyways , all is good now , i passed the test and i'm just chilling like a chili pepper (hahahaha! , who's the man?! , i'm the man!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today's post we have a rather interesting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;research &lt;/span&gt;, done as always by our loyal and restless GITR .  We are gonna be talking about the best birthday gifts you can get for a friend who's birthday is coming up recently.... like for example.... september... yes , yes , please read this and pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GITR presents "Best BDAY gifts that would make your friend be grateful for at least a whole week!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- A freaking Gold Car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowJNCbb8FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-QXNtZ1GPSA/s1600-h/3231759466_5fdacccf66_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowJNCbb8FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-QXNtZ1GPSA/s200/3231759466_5fdacccf66_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371678575141056594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , i know what you are thinking! . Why would anyone want a gold car! , but its not just any car covered by real gold! . Its a freaking Mercedes Benz C63! . This is exactly the type of car someone needs in this country . What better way to battle a 12 feet high BMW Bus , than with a car covered in 10 million dollar's worth of gold! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you truly like your friend! , you should consider getting something like this for him. Nothing shows how much you care about someone than gifting him a car covered in gold. How will you get the money? , well thanks to today's current technology , there's not an inch of your body that couldn't be sold to some crazy clinic in Norway. Who need's 2 kidneys anyway?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-  A Giant Gundam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowLHq2LkiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vAMv_LeBhB4/s1600-h/gundam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowLHq2LkiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vAMv_LeBhB4/s200/gundam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371680681934688802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for my tastes , i think i would have like it to be a little bit bigger. 60 feet is just too small for a Gundam. For those of you that don't know what a Gundam is , its simply a giant-japanese-deathmachine-robot. Turns out , one of those japanese genius decided to make a 60 feet replica of one of em. And its now for sale for the low price of 725 million USD! (http://www.gadgetell.com/tech/comment/the-gundam-giant-robot-yours-for-a-mere-725-million/) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing needs a freaking super computer (for a mere 2 million USD!)  just to walk! . Now , i don't know about you guys , but i think anyone on their right mind would appreciate a 60 feet giant robot on their yard. Definitely a perfect bday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the 725 million? , well no worries! , i heard the devil is looking for a business partner! , just check out his website ( http://www.google.com/corporate/ , just click &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;about us &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- Nope that's not sand , those are diamonds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowNhtT2xvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JX4sf7vitFY/s1600-h/hourglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowNhtT2xvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JX4sf7vitFY/s200/hourglass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371683328295880434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title says , yep those are diamonds. This gift is a little cheaper than the others , i included this on the list cause i realize not everyone has 500 million USD to spend on a bday gift (SHAME ON YOU!) , so if you are a little short of budget , you can get this magnificent gift-shop-like 7 million USD diamond hourglass (hey that's a pretty cool name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what?! , you don't even have 7 million USD!? ... my my , what a cheap bastard you are . But no worries! , GMAN , as always , has a solution for your problem . Question is , what is your opinion on kids making nike's for 5 cents an hour? - if your answer is "i don't care" or "do they get free shoes?" , come talk to me. I may have a job for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4- Your very own country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowSSsq8QdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/remun9qmGa0/s1600-h/0_61_010807_sealand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowSSsq8QdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/remun9qmGa0/s200/0_61_010807_sealand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371688567984374226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to see someone happy on their bday than to tell them "Happy Bday! , you are now the owner of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Great Neo Empire of Jesule&lt;/span&gt; .  I for one think , that would make me tons of happy! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out , someone decided to turn an abandoned WW2 sea station into a freaking country. It's called SEALAND , and its for sale for a mere &lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;$977 million , thanks to the generosity of thy highness , Prince Michael of Sealand (&lt;/span&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,242351,00.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are thinking "boy its going to be a lot of work! " , no worries! . Prince Michael already gave the "country" its own anthem , passport and currency. So nice of him!. Though i would like to be called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARTH GMAN&lt;/span&gt; , instead of "Prince" . Prince reminds me of Disney , not cool bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the money? , well you can always use the fastest and safest way to earn lots of money.  Kill someone rich , pretend to be their son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for today mates , i wish you all luck and see you soon . Hopefully , faster than 2 months.  PD - Insert Pitbull song here &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3129903127130825207?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3129903127130825207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3129903127130825207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3129903127130825207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3129903127130825207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-sunshine-in-my-bag.html' title='I got sunshine in my bag'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SowFC-_yR6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NBu0lQ5SsVw/s72-c/x-gnomes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-3173467634349682818</id><published>2009-06-14T12:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:44:16.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now we are all sons of bitches</title><content type='html'>Oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time indeed. Sorry i haven't written anything in the last 5 weeks! ,its the longest i have ever been without updating this blog. Who's to blame ?, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HellMONTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are smart , and i'm 73.4% you are , you would have noticed how i said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HellMONTH &lt;/span&gt;and not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HellWEEK&lt;/span&gt;. It seems i have reached a certain point of my life , where a week , isn't enough of stress. And just like that one rich friend of yours (which is not me , btw, remember i'm a poor sob) just upgraded from a 1995 Toyota Camry (Hellweek) , to a dashing new Porsche Cayenne Turbo (HellMONTH!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HellMONTH , is a new phenomena which i have yet to complete understand. It seems to have lots of phases , stages ,innuendos , tricks , tacos , burritos , &lt;em&gt;Chihuahua&lt;/em&gt;s , i have yet to understand because they are still out of my line of comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first , it fools you into thinking "its just another exam week , i have been through it before , no need to worry" . There my friend , is where i made my first mistake . I pretty much went to war with a broken butterknife riding on a pogo stick against a bunch of Terminators T-800 (haha , yeah,  i saw salvation &gt;_&gt; , great movie) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results were not pretty. I was crush'd, gangbang'd , own'd , bitchslap'd , punk'd , and when i finally thought , "NO WAY THIS CAN GET ANY WORSE!" , it definitely got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reached a state of mind where i'm just tired. I mean tired of pretty much everything , even sleeping (which is why i'm writing this at 7 AM .. although some parts are from a 3 week old draft which i couldn't post because i never finished it ) . After i'm done writing this , i'm gonna go study some more for my super fun test next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think i'm "stressed out" or anything. I'm just tired. I want to sleep without having to think "tomorrow i have to study at least 3 chapters!" or anything of the sorts. Call me crazy if you will (lol we all knew you kureizy foo!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my rant . Sorry for ranting , its not something i often do , but i think it was needed. Over the last few weeks , i have come to the realization that Medicine is the most despicable profession ever , and that doctors are as useful as a third boob would be (don't get me started on this , we already discussed that unless humans also get a 3rd hand in the next "big evolution" , a 3rd boob is utterly useless. -Yeah , i have discussed in depth the benefits a 3rd boob would have , don't blame me &lt;_&lt;) style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Case in point , GITR Research #530&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- I JUST GOT MUGGED BY A DOCTOR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard anyone say "wow i went to the doctor and that bastard took away 1000 pesos from me!" . Oh wow my friend , you just got mugged by a doctor! . How ruthless and unethical coming from him! , he STOLE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;MONEY!. Damn ruffian. Certainly he didn't provide a good service or anything , or save your life in the process (lol doctors saving lifes !, what are you gonna tell me next? , that australia is a continent?!)  , he probably just waited for you to get in your car and threaten you with a scalpel and one of those evil &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;COLD &lt;/span&gt;as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stethoscopes&lt;/span&gt;! (they are the work of the devil) . I have seen many cases of the so called "white coat thieves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is under the opinion of the GMAN and the Institute of Research ,that the police needs to put an end to this!. What right do the doctors have to CHARGE us for a SERVICE! . This is outrageous!.  I need to take care of my money!. Its not like Doctors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;money or anything , they get everything for free! , even haircuts!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- THAT DOCTOR KILLED MY SISTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worst that the white coat thieves, the WHITE COAT MURDERERS! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doctor just killed my johnny! , WHY DID HE DO THAT! . Johnny had a long life ahead of him! , if the doctor could just have pulled those 15 9mm rounds out of Johnny's head , torso and leg , Johnny could have lived to a 1000! . I'm gonna sue that poor bastard for not doing the physically impossible. What right does he have to take away the live of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;Johnny!?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BETH! , what about BETH! . Don't you forget about her! , it wasn't the 10cm tumor stuck in Beth's frontal lobe that killed HER! , NOOOOOOOO . IT WASN'T! . It was that Doctor and his damn Surgery! . BETH would have been fine with a little headache , anorexia , blindness , coughing up blood , and losing senstitivity every day ! . &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MURD3RRR!!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- OMG! , I was Saved by GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank our lord Jesus and Tom Cruise for my live. I arrived in the hospital yesterday with a 12 CM long open wound in my neck and torso , it was a tragic Javelin accident involving a clown and 12 deaf monkeys. (&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.kirotv.com/news/4395572/detail.html?rss=sea&amp;amp;psp=southsoundnews" title="Linkification: http://www.kirotv.com/news/4395572/detail.html?rss=sea&amp;amp;psp=southsoundnews"&gt;http://www.kirotv.com/news/4395572/detail.html?rss=sea&amp;amp;psp=southsoundnews&lt;/a&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 12 hours of surgeries , those stupid doctors were resting and doing nothing as usual , drugging me up so that they could charge me more in my hospital bill. Thank to god though , i am now alive . Those idiotic doctors could have killed me! , you know?. May Jesus and the saints , and Tom cruise , bless us. Thank you god for my live, but you should be wary of those evil doctors you know?! , i don't trust em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said , i think its obvious that doctors are just borderline useless. As proven by GITR (Gman Institute of Technology and Research) , its pretty obvious that doctors are sadistic thieves , murderers , and above all , have an absolutely horrendous fashion sense (really a white coat?! , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;?!, UUUGH how racist. Not to mention the doctors that think that dressing up as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lechoza &lt;/span&gt;is cool )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today's post mates , i hope you guys enjoyed it. I'm now going to continue studying (hoozah!) and having super fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD : Did you see my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanga&lt;/span&gt;!? - RIP Michael Jackson , you will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3173467634349682818?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3173467634349682818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3173467634349682818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3173467634349682818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3173467634349682818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-we-are-all-sons-of-bitches.html' title='Now we are all sons of bitches'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-150745116068813275</id><published>2009-05-10T22:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:53:38.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts appear and fade away....</title><content type='html'>Welcome ladies and gent! . I know its been quite a long time and please don't feel like i have been neglecting you. Its just that i have had nearly a month of vacations and i didn't really feel like writing. No matter! , i won't ignore YOU , my loyal audience , like those other bloggers that post every 6 months and its usually to whine about something that only they understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you were wondering... No , this is not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puya&lt;/span&gt;.. its not really... i swear... honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mates, i think its time for me to tell you about my fantastic weekend. I'm not really an outgoing person... i do go a lot but its more because of my friends than because of my own wishes... i'm a proud introvert , if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my tale . There i was on a saturday night , reading mangas and listening to good music. I was happy . I was entertained. I wasn't bored . But still , i thought that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i had to get away&lt;/span&gt; from my house. I don't know what got into me but so i did... We were originally going to go to the theater to watch wolverine but plans abruptly changed cause one of me mates didn't know how to read (and or) misread the time of the theater . So i didn't get to watch Wolverine , not a big loss. And then it happened..... one of me mates asked me and the others of the crew to accompany him to this "disco"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises were made.. He promised bootay , and while i don't take his word for granted , the others did... So i decided to tag alone anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID I DO THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to leave at 10:00PM , but thanks to one of my slower mates we left at 11:00PM. This is a pretty funny sidestory so let me tell you about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to gather at my place and leave in one car. The one with the car arrived and we waited for the slow one to come.... he didn't come.. over the night i called him a few times to ask why he wasn't ready. Here's what he told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : So are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Him : What?! , no.. its early man ... i'm ready i just need to put my shirt on&lt;br /&gt;*sounds of demons dying on the background*&lt;br /&gt;Me: are you playing ?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Noooo..... of course not...&lt;br /&gt;Me : right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : We are comming to get you&lt;br /&gt;Him : Wait i'm not ready , i'm having dinner&lt;br /&gt;Me: BUT YOU SAID YOU WERE READY 30 MINUTES AGO!&lt;br /&gt;Him : I didn't say i had dinner&lt;br /&gt;Me : AAAAAAAAAAARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third Call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you ready now?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Nope , i'm ironing my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Me : You are kidding right? ....&lt;br /&gt;Him : I can't go out with a wrinkled shirt!&lt;br /&gt;Me : You've got to be shitting me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ARE YOU FUCKING READY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Him : No.. i can't find my wallet... i was wondering if you guys could come over and help me find it...&lt;br /&gt;Me - *slams the phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifth call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : If you are not ready we are leaving you...&lt;br /&gt;Him : Come get me , i'm just gonna walk my dog for a sec...&lt;br /&gt;Me : O_o... sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the guy driving agreed to never let him tag along anymore &gt;_&gt; , but enough of that. We got the address and went forward to our destination... In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HERRERA&lt;/span&gt;. Now when we were getting close to the place i started to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is not my place... what am i doing here? ... i was having fun!!! .. i don't like dancing... good lord what was i thinking &gt;_&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approached , i realized something.. It REALLY wasn't my kind of place.. or any of us for that matter... Cueros everywhere, colmadones , motoristas and their respective rabandolas .. Not my enviroment for sure.. The GMAN didn't want n e ho's that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached the place. It was on the 3rd floor a building , and it had this weird aura coming off &lt;_&lt; .. The cover was 50 pesos (wtf?... seriously? ) . The place is called "stip" (its written as "step" .. what? , didn't you know "step" is pronounced "stip"? ... You animal!).   I didn't know any of the people there , and there wasn't any good bootay , anywhere in sight. And this wasn't only me , my mates agreed and we all left the place like 20 minutes later. Of course , we gave the friend that made us go there what he deserved (even his GF helped!) but its still wasn't enough.  The point of this tale is simple. No fuerce la vaina! . If you are fine , you are fine. There's no need to go out just because its a friday or saturday night.. sometimes its okay to layback and watch a good movie or some classic porno (wat) . I learned my lesson , i hope you guys get something out of it =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an extra bonus to the tale , i later found out that we were actually in the "VIP Room". VIP ROOM?! - i asked. Certainly you jest , good sir. I saw no 8,000 pesos bottle , anywhere in sight!.  Ahoy matey! , but you only need to open a 1000 pesos White Label to get a VIP Table.  &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?... good lord...  This whole post might sound like i'm some kind of elitist jerk but the people that know me well , know that i'm an extremely humble person =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your own adventures mateys and enjoy life!, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOOZAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-150745116068813275?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/150745116068813275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=150745116068813275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/150745116068813275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/150745116068813275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghosts-appear-and-fade-away.html' title='Ghosts appear and fade away....'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-878773331615750481</id><published>2009-03-29T18:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:28:46.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The spaceman says everybody look down..</title><content type='html'>Wow... is how i would describe March 2009.  Well maybe not.. Some interesting stuff , some boring stuff , the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake my loyal readers , this is nothing but a pity post. Pity , cause i haven't posted anything in this past month. Not cause i didn't have the time , but because i didn't have the will to write anything. I have recently become addicted to... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;(nothing unhealthy , don't worry) , and it has pretty much taken over all my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me , i think i'm doing pretty well. Hellweek is on the horizon and i have already begun studying for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that-impossible-exam-i-will-fail-no-matter-how-much-i-study&lt;/span&gt;. Some changes : I sold my soul to the highest bidder (wat?!) , i'm getting a second nephew (yay!) , i have a facebook (no comments) , i saw Carlos Santa live (OYE COMO VA!!!) , i have become a master of subject-changing and i could swear punky called me by my name 2 weeks ago (strange , i know..) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a few tales i will like tell with more words but out of ... discretion , i won't. Not in the meantime , at least. So with this few words i say good bye mates . Take care and make fun of the next alhzheimer patient you see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zh0PnF77_ik&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zh0PnF77_ik&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-878773331615750481?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/878773331615750481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=878773331615750481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/878773331615750481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/878773331615750481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/03/spaceman-says-everybody-look-down.html' title='The spaceman says everybody look down..'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-9042992201373501925</id><published>2009-02-21T11:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:19:26.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise your hands and shake your ass!</title><content type='html'>STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look behind you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pedro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , chances are that isn't your name , but if it was , i'm pretty sure i scared the crap out of you fool =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-before starting. I just made a site for all my college related files... www.unibesec02.tk  , check it out if you take classes with me.. might find something worth your time.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so moving on , what's up folks? . Its been a long time since my last post and i thought i should come over and say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt; . My life , as usual , has been pretty dull with a few highlights of awesomeness every once in a while . Its funny to think that we spend more than half of our lives doing things we&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't&lt;/span&gt; want to do.  Alas , that's how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last saturday , i have spent at least more than 5 hours a day studying for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL WEEK &lt;/span&gt;. You guys remember &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HW &lt;/span&gt;, do you not? . That week that consists mostly of studying , sleeping , studying , eating junk food (yumm ... chimi's ) and more studying ; and as general rule for Hellweek , studying comes first and fun comes second .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-check out my old &lt;a href="http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/06/guideline-to-survive-hellweek.html"&gt;HW guideline&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time studying one subject in particular.  I spent tons of hours every day , reading stuff in both english and spanish , from at least 4 different books , only to find myself ****ed up , causy my "teacher" (read : someone paid to sit down and spent 45 minutes talking about random facts, incoherently) likes to ask stuff he did not taught .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , what's the point of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assisting &lt;/span&gt;a class , if you are not going to learn anything or at least get an idea of what you are going to be evaluated on .  So props to you "teacher" , for wasting my time and money.  I know better now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to answer this week's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big &lt;/span&gt;test, i needed the collective thinking of at least 4 people (all of which studied a lot) and we didn't even score over 90% . Not only that , but apparently , we got a little carried away , and there are probably going to be some... consequences , to our actions. Nothing serious , i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of my mindless rant! . HW is almost over (only 1 test left) and its time for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POST-HELL-WEEK-CELEBRATION! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GMAN &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GITR &lt;/span&gt;(Gman Institute of Technology and Research! , for those of you that forgot)  would advice you to do :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Get DRUNK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's the best way to end up a stressing week? ...... drinking the crap out of the nearest Barcelo  rum!!! , while talking to you friend Johnny Walker and staring at Jose Cuervo's face..  Mind you , i can't drink alcohol ( .. uhm.. i kinda woke up peeing blood last friday , so out of precaution i'm only drinking water.. actually , that was going to be today's subject..) , and if i could , i probably wouldn't cause its an expensive hobby , and to be honest Coca Cola is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaay &lt;/span&gt;better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca Cola  &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ALL ; GMAN &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is probably the reason i got sick in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- Get HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never smoked pot , but i know some people that do ... and i'm pretty damn sure that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eso 3 moreno&lt;/span&gt; that are always hanging around in the same dark corner , 1 block down from my house , are not selling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/span&gt;. They do seem to be nice people though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , i'm told pot is fun , but try not go Kurt Cobain on me folks =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- Get LAID &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know the Gman is a pimp and ho's kinda man (without em) , so its best to follow his advice correctly . Of course! , some of you might say - "but ze gman is a virgin!!!!!" , that is wrong my friends! , the GMAN is only withholding the birth of the world's next great leader , that's totally different from Virginity folks. Sad that most don't understand him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;.&lt;  ....   =(   GO BATMAN!   So with these few words , i end today's post. Good luck to you all , and remember...   THE GMAN IS ALWAYS WATCHING YOU!!! - MUUAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!! *maniac laugh*  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gman vanishes into the night... woooooooooosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-9042992201373501925?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9042992201373501925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=9042992201373501925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9042992201373501925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9042992201373501925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/02/raise-your-hands-and-shake-your-ass.html' title='Raise your hands and shake your ass!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-11632822847682354</id><published>2009-01-25T19:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:33:12.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SAY WE ALL!</title><content type='html'>BURN THE HERETICS AT THE ACADEMY FOR NOT NOMINATING THE DARK KNIGHT! . I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED &lt;/span&gt;of the snobby elitist ass of those so called "critics" who refuse to give any damn award to any blockbuster Hollywood film. Burn them at the stake , i say!. Keep this on and people will start paying more attention to the MTV Movie awards , DAMN IT. No one really liked CHICAGO!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erhm... y hello there folks! , how's everything doing?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , for starters , things haven't being going so well with me... for example my PC's PSU (Power Supply) just fried 20 minutes ago... again. Yep , i replaced it 6 days ago and its already on my huge PSU  graveyard. Its probably because God hates me and he thinks i shouldn't have fun. No biggie though , you won't beat me so easily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; . I'm not known to be a quitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... well i encountered some additional , unexpected issues this week (or should i say month?- guess guess!) , which out of decency , i won't be commenting in depth here , and to be honest , everyone has its own problems and i don't like it when someone throws them at my face so i won't be doing the same =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , since this technically my first post this year i think i owe you all a big Happy New Year! , wohoo! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo a friend of mine from the good old jap emailed this to me . I thought it was hilarious (given the context) and here i will share it with you ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOSPITAL JAPONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9vq0JPTI/AAAAAAAAADw/buBUkWXOb6I/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9vq0JPTI/AAAAAAAAADw/buBUkWXOb6I/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386257269538098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9waJ8MYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OG6gRW7Tv84/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9waJ8MYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OG6gRW7Tv84/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386269977424258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9wLJTxGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5uEBhJXVElk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9wLJTxGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5uEBhJXVElk/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386265948243042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9vzlO5jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6qHFrvzv4BE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9vzlO5jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6qHFrvzv4BE/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295386259622913586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Check out this youtube video of family guy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8TMnDE4AQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8TMnDE4AQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if you noticed it but this was kinda of a short post. It didnt really take me more than a few minutes... i said to myself i would have at least one post per month and this is it... So if its not up to your liking! , get out and do something better a$$hole =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The final season of BattleStar Galactica has just begun. If you don't think its hands down the best series ever you have mental problems or have never watched it... aaand no , its not about aliens or star trek stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and Goodluck to you all!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-11632822847682354?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/11632822847682354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=11632822847682354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/11632822847682354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/11632822847682354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-say-we-all.html' title='SO SAY WE ALL!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SXz9vq0JPTI/AAAAAAAAADw/buBUkWXOb6I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-3552020430520507940</id><published>2008-12-25T00:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:21:06.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Festivus- Hanukkah - XMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;¡&lt;/b&gt;Hello there mates! . &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡&lt;/b&gt;Long time no see! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;¡&lt;/b&gt;Did you notice the abundance of exclamation marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else is new mates? . Nothing much here. Its XMAS time and i'm enjoying my vacation a lot doing the usual stuff ; you know wat.. sleeping , eating ,sleeping , tv , gaming ,sleeping , eating , sleeping , eating , movies , sleeping , dominoes , eating , poker, sleeping , etc. I'm not that original , i admit. I was going to make a post about what people should do on XMAS times but i forgot about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , moving on.. . This semester went pretty well. Could have been better if i didn't have 3 teachers attempting against my life , but oh well.. nothing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward things i noticed? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I lost 11 points in a 10 point test. WTF , he could at least try to make it a little less obvious that he didn't want me to get an A. I also needed 1 (one) point to exonerate the final . Teacher refused to give it to me (don't quote this out of context!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Another teacher attempted against the grades of 3 sections. I don't know exactly how many of my classmates failed , but i know that in one particular section , only 4 people out of 30 passed (3 C's , 1 B) . I was lucky and scored a B. But almost everyone got a C or failed. I only know of 1 A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- One teacher decided to leave me at 88. And people thought i was her favorite student... but i knew better , the bias she had against me was clear as water. She made me work twice harder than everyone else and gave me less points. **** her i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final exam - i wanted to change rows but she didn't want me too... cause she was giving my row an "special" test. I got punk'd =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end rant-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , i feel its the GMAN's obligation to give a few advices for XMAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Don't give clothes to children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. DON'T DO IT. You know how annoying it is to get a... PAIR OF SOCKS on XMAS NIGHT?! (people only give socks when they are cheap or don't know WHAT to get ; don't be a fool)  . Its really depressing. Sad part is that you have to "act" like you are happy about it. Here's a hint |: SOCKS OR UNDERWEAR DON'T MAKE A KID HAPPY. Give him toys damn it. Or VGames , I don't know. But don't ruin a kid's xmas because of a Polo shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , don't give me clothes either. I probably won't wear them. So its gotta be Chocolates , LEGO (yes i'm a lego freak , any problems with that?!) or VGames (sadly everyone in this country is too cheap for this) . I also accept books , once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video helps me present my argument. Its also extremely cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhO-OE931D4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhO-OE931D4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this video explains why american kids go gung-ho in schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- XMAS without Pork is not XMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously now , how can anyone have XMAS without pork? . Its heresy. It's anti-constitutional . It's evil. It doesn't make sense .Its like having halloween without candy! .  ETC , ETC. Even vegetarians should eat pork on XMAS. Without pork , there is no XMAS SPIRIT! - FACT! . Its after our tummies are full with delicious magical pork , that we START feeling the XMAS joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patele en hoja too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy. Enjoy your family , and enjoy your time with them. Steal your little cousins presents, etc. Just have fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now mates. I'm kinda tired. It's 1:42 AM now and people left like 30 minutes ago. I was trying to convince my father to go to my uncles house , but he refused =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow , GL everyone and have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merry Xmas.&lt;/span&gt; Don't get too drunk Uniboncheanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW What did you all get for XMAS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE: I got 2 GB ram , so nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3552020430520507940?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3552020430520507940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3552020430520507940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3552020430520507940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3552020430520507940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-festivus-hanukkah-xmas.html' title='Merry Festivus- Hanukkah - XMAS!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-9040698641365734048</id><published>2008-11-30T09:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:35:41.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i human? ....</title><content type='html'>Hello there folks. Its been a while , i know , but i haven't forgotten about the GI headquarters . Don't worry , i have just been busy this month , not much room for writing anything. I have been either using my new DISH (Viewsat PRO!) , my new VideoCard , or simply studying,  this whooooole month. Some people might have noticed i don't even log in to MSN anymore , don't worry , just wait until the "vicio" is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things happened this past month ,but nothing worth telling. This is simply a quick and informative message to let you know - I'm Not Dead - , but next time i'll write something cool (hopefully , atleast) , right now i have to go. So take care , don't do anything i wouldn't , congrats OBAMA , and let the Licey end this year in their rightful 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMAN lives! , kicking ass and taking names since 1988!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-9040698641365734048?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9040698641365734048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=9040698641365734048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9040698641365734048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/9040698641365734048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-i-human.html' title='Am i human? ....'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-5033327421278580818</id><published>2008-09-28T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:31:04.024-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech'/><title type='text'>I get this feeling that I, I've been here before...</title><content type='html'>Hello (pri)mates from all over the country , what's up? . I wanted to write something for a looooong time now , but as most of the people that talk to me daily know , i have been.... rather busy... this week . And i thought exam weeks were bad... this week tops it all folks. But , as the GMAN way of lifes says , face it and move on , and so shall i... so shall we all (i'm pretty sure only 1 of my readers will get this reference!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i did turn 20 this monday , but it really wasn't a good BDAY. Now that i think of it , my BDays never are.... 10 years ago (22/09/98) the hurricane known as George , visited my country. And that was one of the "better" ones.  So don't blame me for being paranoid~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly wasn't planning to write anything today so ill try to keep it short... GO WATCH TROPIC THUNDER!!!! . FUNNIEST MOVIE OF THE YEAR! . I don't care if you hate Ben Stiller ,  i don't care if you think Jack Black is a pedo , i don't care if your mama wont let you watch R rated comedies , YOU WILL WATCH THAT MOVIE!! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a short know i feel its the GMAN's obligation to make some things clear , regarding "the dominican language" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMAN's Guide to Proper Speech v1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- You will refer to your mother as "madre" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many times i have to repeat this , but i will until everyone doesn't do it! . You do NOT refer to the person that brought you to this world as MAMA! . MAMA , for all the misinformed readers ... is *censored* ....  and shouldn't be confused with "Madre" .  So please try not to make this mistake anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Elloai and gartilago (don't ask if you don't know what this is)  are not "words" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha , you think you are so clever , huh? ... Its a freaking word , stop being so lazy and pronounce it properly! . Its like putting the car on N when going down a hill... you just don't do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Overusing LOK@ and VIEJ@ is NOT O.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIEJO &lt;/span&gt;CHEKEATE ETO . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOKO &lt;/span&gt;TU NO ME VA A CREE ETO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOKO &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOKO &lt;/span&gt;TU NO TE IMAGINA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIEJO &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIEEEEJO LOKOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion that's worst than "Fuck the fucking fucker" . Its so annoying having someone using the same words over and over.. and over... and over... to the eternity!!! . And sometimes when you are talking with more than 3 people that use those words frequently , it is absofuckinteed that at least 15% of the words used in a 5 minutes conversation are "VIEJO" and "LOKO" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Objects have names , they are not "VAINAS" ,"COSAS" or "MIERDA" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also hi5 to the guy that created the catchphrase "SON VAINAS!" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember the name of that little rectangular object with numbers that is used to change the TV channel? ... SO TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND THINK! . Don't tell me "PASAME ESA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAINA&lt;/span&gt;!" , Wut vaina? , the dish? , the book? , the box? , THE DOG??! . Worst is when my one of my friends tells me to seach for the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAINA&lt;/span&gt;" next to  "la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COSA &lt;/span&gt;cuadrada" and on top of "la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIERDA &lt;/span&gt;esa" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also before someone comes here and tells me "GMAN but you have the grammar of a 5 year old!" , i say SHUT THE **** UP!.  Son vainas.. I also admit to put the Car on N when going down a hill with low gas..........................&lt;br /&gt;....................................................&lt;br /&gt;.................twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : "how many tears must I taste before my freedom"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-5033327421278580818?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5033327421278580818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=5033327421278580818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/5033327421278580818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/5033327421278580818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-one-ever-said-it-was-easy.html' title='I get this feeling that I, I&apos;ve been here before...'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-1589469153966713430</id><published>2008-09-11T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:12:21.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*minor update* regarding the LHC</title><content type='html'>The LHC didn't blow up the world. Here is a video of how it went....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyriak.co.uk/lhc/lhc-webcams.html"&gt;http://www.cyriak.co.uk/lhc/lhc-webcams.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-1589469153966713430?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1589469153966713430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=1589469153966713430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1589469153966713430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1589469153966713430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/09/minor-update-regarding-lhc.html' title='*minor update* regarding the LHC'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-3942676144188221870</id><published>2008-09-08T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:17:12.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I honestly hope it was worth it. Enjoy.</title><content type='html'>Wow , i feel obliged to post this. This should have WON the VMA's in my honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5BxymuiAxQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V5BxymuiAxQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , in case we all die this Wednesday , i wish you all good luck in heaven (or hell?) . Wut? , didn't you people know they are turning on the Large Hadron Collider this Wednesday for the first time? (well the real test in october i guess) . And if that doesn't kill us all... they are planning to build the VERY LARGE HADRON COLLIDER (wow , are you serious? ... now that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creative naming&lt;/span&gt;....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16583_5-scientific-experiments-most-likely-end-world.html" title="Linkification: http://www.cracked.com/article_16583_5-scientific-experiments-most-likely-end-world.html"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/article_16583_5-scientific-experiments-most-likely-end-world.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Large_Hadron_Collider"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Large_Hadron_Collider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sidenote &lt;/span&gt;: Heads will roll for including me in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;poll , rakanishux. Also , congrats to my cousin for the birth of his lovely daughter! , hi5!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3942676144188221870?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3942676144188221870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3942676144188221870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3942676144188221870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3942676144188221870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-honestly-hope-it-was-worth-it-enjoy.html' title='I honestly hope it was worth it. Enjoy.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-3499380217217725851</id><published>2008-09-01T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:57:07.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the landslide bring you down...</title><content type='html'>Last saturday i finished yet another step in the so called string of random events we like to call "life" . Guess what? , I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;graduated from the Dominico-Japanese Institute. It has been a long road (3 to 4 years , i honestly can't remember) and after 50 long lessons we have finally reached the point where our teachers have nothing else to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean we are veterans in the language or anything alike, don't misinterpret my words. It justs means that what's left for us to learn , we must learn it alone. It honestly was a sad day, i wish good luck to all my friends and teachers . I'm not the kind of person that does this kind of stuff frequently so consider yourselves lucky bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its over , another point in my master plan has been fullfilled....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Finish Highschool&lt;br /&gt;2-Enter Medschool&lt;br /&gt;3-Finish Japanese&lt;br /&gt;4-??????????????&lt;br /&gt;5-World Domination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need something to do Saturday mornings . Sleeping is no that fun , really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SLxjIpbskTI/AAAAAAAAADU/CG5wfAr9aHU/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SLxjIpbskTI/AAAAAAAAADU/CG5wfAr9aHU/s400/DSC00338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241173066564538674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as promised , here are the rest of the pictures , if you don't know how to use rapidshare... i honestly don't care =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="downloadlink"&gt;&lt;a class="linkification-ext" href="http://rapidshare.com/files/141911620/Fotos_JAP.zip.html" title="Linkification: http://rapidshare.com/files/141911620/Fotos_JAP.zip.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/141911620/Fotos_JAP.zip.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3499380217217725851?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3499380217217725851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3499380217217725851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3499380217217725851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3499380217217725851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-landslide-bring-you-down.html' title='When the landslide bring you down...'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SLxjIpbskTI/AAAAAAAAADU/CG5wfAr9aHU/s72-c/DSC00338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-6839516442284914803</id><published>2008-08-24T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:08:58.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I no longer feel i have to be James Dean!</title><content type='html'>Hello there my mates from all around the world!. What's up?. I have been in vacations for a week now and the initial "OMFG it so awesome" is starting to wear down... Yes , that time where one starts thinking "God i want classes to start , so i have SOMETHING to do!" is kicking in. And when classes do start i will just go back to "God i want vacations to start so i have NOTHING to do!" , Ironic isn't it?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - i say to myself , i musn't allow myself to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;weak , i NEED something to do (although i have had LOTS to do) in order to get that feeling f'ing away from me. So to that i decided to write something.... not sure about the topic yet though... let me think... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IT! , let's talk about hmm... What to do in vacation times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do in vacation times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2-A lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3- Away from your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4- And under no circumstance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5-Try to do something i wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har! , how clever of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly , i have no idea what to do in vacation times (i know this must be a shocker for my loyal fans) . I always do for like the first week but after a while i did pretty much everything i wanted (of course , if someone were to say... invite me to a country , with everything paid by ... he/she.. , that would be really nice on their part! ... any volunteers?!) in the first week or so , so right now i have nothing to do... and nothing kewl to write about either (don't despair! , i'm pretty sure its only temporary!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i beg you people , send me some awesome stuff to do? ... preferably cheap please. And nothing too generic like go to the beach (oh you are a genius , ain't ya?!) , or get together with your friends (friends... who need's em?!) and stuff like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-6839516442284914803?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6839516442284914803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=6839516442284914803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6839516442284914803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6839516442284914803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-no-longer-feel-i-have-to-be-james.html' title='I no longer feel i have to be James Dean!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-5924758492664984551</id><published>2008-08-16T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:26:09.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... and Thou shalt praise the Batman....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SKdAsGmX4SI/AAAAAAAAADM/qsP_CDzSbx8/s1600-h/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_2929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SKdAsGmX4SI/AAAAAAAAADM/qsP_CDzSbx8/s200/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_2929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235224218271473954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Holy thunders Batman! ,How are we going to get out this situation!?.&lt;br /&gt;-Just sit tight and hold me Robin...&lt;br /&gt;- What da...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as quickly as it began , the semester FINALLY ends. Thank you Lord , although you should have made things for me a tad easier . So how did i do you ask?! - Well i survived , not without loosing an arm or two but i survived , hopefully i will get 1 or 2 "mercy" Aces. I love those and they are always welcome in my report cards. Thankfully i will no longer have to face that stupid psychology teacher anymore , although she gave me a B (bastard!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i would like to mention though is that Arthur Guyton (Author of the world's most popular Physiology book) is a cold blooded killer. Not a human killer thou! , no... much worse. He's a dog killer. The kind of scum that lurks around bridges and garbage sites, looking for their next meal. You just have to take a good look at his Book .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Guyton puts it:&lt;br /&gt;-Chapter 1: So in order to proof that you can't live without blood , we cut the jugulars of a dozen of dogs and they all died. THEORY CONFIRMED! : You can't live without blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2 : So me and buddies were having a drink and someone said -"dude , i bet you 50 bucks you can't hold your breath for 30 minutes" - ... well i don't know if i can ... but the dogs we used for the experiment sure couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3 : Apparently you need a LIVEr to live....or at least the dogs did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4 : How was i supposed to know that cyanide is a poison?! ... RIP my chiguagua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5: Attention to all nurses and medics : Using a defibrillator when the dog...erhm i mean person has a pulse is not a good idea. And although we can't say for sure... it looked like it hurts  a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on , i feel really digusted by that book. Most would think i'm joking but i'm not =( ... And now for the important part of this post : Batman. I will try to sum up my view of the movie in one short sentence : HOLY #$#%#$^#^*!!!!!! , MOTHER $$$##$%^ , EPIC!1!!!!!11!!.  Seriously , when you a see 19 year old kid jiggling like a litte girl over a grown man dressed in tight leather suit (wut?!) - its because its GOOOD (noticed the extra O?) , really really gOOOd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cereal yo' . I can't say i left disappointed .  I mean i knew it would be good... but sky apparenty is NOT the limit.  Every little detail of the plot leads to a greater meaning and in the end , everything comes together so nice , so awesome , it can't be described as nothing short of EPIC.  One thing i didn't like about the movie though.... THE AUDIENCE! . If you are watching a movie about batman : THOU SHALT CLAP WHEN BATMAN DOES SOMETHING AWESOME! , i felt like i was the only one that knew this! . Its Batman for fuck sakes! . I should have seen it with the true fans in the premiere , or in a cheap theater - no one besides me clapped when the credits rolled in =( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i say goodbye... although i could say hello. Wish you all luck and sorry for the long absence!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Number of bets won that night : 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-5924758492664984551?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5924758492664984551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=5924758492664984551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/5924758492664984551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/5924758492664984551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-thou-shalt-praise-batman.html' title='... and Thou shalt praise the Batman....'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SKdAsGmX4SI/AAAAAAAAADM/qsP_CDzSbx8/s72-c/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_2929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-6611736114668596002</id><published>2008-07-21T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:16:19.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GMAN got attacked by Vampires!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUpZFdu5vI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LR7yt3aEjpY/s1600-h/yoda.lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUpZFdu5vI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LR7yt3aEjpY/s400/yoda.lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225628453573682930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG Vampires! , hundreds of them ! .... or just one... one little evil nurse that looked like a female black Yoda.... That woman unsuccessfully attempted first degree murder on me as she tried to suck up some blood for a "blood test" . It was a bloodbath , i tell you (yet another pun!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i thought she was a regular good old nurse. "Don't worry" - she told me. "It won't hurt" - she repeated.&lt;br /&gt;LIES AND SLANDER ,I SAY! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she poked me in my left arm near my elbow , like nurses usually do . I found nothing strange with this since its the place where they normally sting you . After playing around with the needle stuck inside &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysv8r0jI/AAAAAAAAACk/0bCUsFLW5c4/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysv8r0jI/AAAAAAAAACk/0bCUsFLW5c4/s400/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225638686999958066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of me for 2 minutes (she claims she was searching for the vein.... but it "ran away") and me going Vanilla White over the process , she decided to look for the vein somewhere else........ WHERE TO?! , you ask me ; TO MY FRIGGIN HAND , i answer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;! , APPARENTLY , its also allowed (well she said it was...) to get blood from THE HAND ... Why don't they do it then if it's easier? ... BECAUSE IT HURTS LIKE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUwnjWMWyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9p7Cj6HgCMo/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUwnjWMWyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9p7Cj6HgCMo/s400/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225636398694685474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , not something a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Manly Man &lt;/span&gt;like me can't take , anyways. So she goes for the SECOND (Number 2) sting! . And once again , she keeps playing with the freaking needle inside of me trying to search for the vein. This time RAGE (a moment of silent for the girlish sob i made here)  takes over so i don't go Vanilla White. After 2 minutes of probably cutting some ligaments and/or muscles needed for my dominant hand , she gives up and tries for another spot. That's the spirit! , keep on trying and never give up! (if you are not messing with someone else's arm , that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysVyQn9I/AAAAAAAAACU/qIzIt8jY45E/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysVyQn9I/AAAAAAAAACU/qIzIt8jY45E/s400/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225638679976910802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she goes for the... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wait for it&lt;/span&gt;... THE FRIGGIN WRIST. Yes , the wrist can also be used for blood tests (so she says) ... So for the 3rd time she stings me , this time on my RIGHT WRIST ( i told her i needed my left hand to write and for other .... uhm... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;important &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you probably guessed by now... she once again played with fucking needle for 5 minutes , destroyed some fibers.... oh and she forgot to mention it hurts more than in the hand. Never mind that she couldn't find the vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F%^&amp;amp;%^*&amp;amp;%(&amp;amp;%(^$*^*^&amp;amp;*%&amp;amp;^#%&amp;amp;#$&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;&amp;amp;$%&amp;amp; - YOU@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the ... wha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysSni1RI/AAAAAAAAACc/0rj5iiu4F3k/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUysSni1RI/AAAAAAAAACc/0rj5iiu4F3k/s400/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225638679126660370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t is it now? , 4th time? (we were trying to remember if this was the 3rd or 4th attempt)  ...she stings me. This time in the FRIGGIN MIDDLE OF MY FOREARM. Did it hurt? - oh yes it did. I don't even blink when its near the elbow , this time i was trying not to scream "ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME ?! " . Lucky for me and my arms , she found the slippery vein and got the damn blood out. I'm sure my above average blood will fit her devilish tastes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If not , me and Buffy are gonna pay her a visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you might be wondering , "By all gods GMAN! , Why in the world did you need a blood test!" - Simple answer for that mate! , this weekend has been.... erhm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chaotic&lt;/span&gt;. I woke up Saturday morning with a 40 fever and the doctor that treated me for my previous illness thought that it might be a relapse, so he ordered me a bunch of test (Blood , Urine , Xray) . I had blood done that same weekend but the results weren't exactly... normal , so just to make sure he wanted me to get another test today.  "But are you ok now GMAN?! , You know we can't live without you!" - FEAR NOT! , My loyal readers. For the GMAN is strong and mighty , surrendering to some illness is not in my plans!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW , they only had to sting me twice in the weekend!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-6611736114668596002?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6611736114668596002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=6611736114668596002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6611736114668596002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/6611736114668596002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/07/gman-got-attacked-by-vampires.html' title='GMAN got attacked by Vampires!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SIUpZFdu5vI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LR7yt3aEjpY/s72-c/yoda.lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-7339406514951007646</id><published>2008-07-16T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:16:19.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Grass and High Tides forever...</title><content type='html'>...castles of stone... erhm nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up?! . So far this has been a rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teresting &lt;/span&gt;week to say the least , you know with the usual up and downs and the lame, awkward , funny , boring moments ...... I'm not really in the mood for much writing so sorry PPL! (you can blame my Psychology teacher for that)   , i sent the GITR on vacations , they deserve it , they are truly hard workers.... ( they said they would sue me if i didn't, those lazy bastards..... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a gamer this was E3 week (read: most important week of the year , from a gamer perspective).  Important announcements : Final Fantasy 13 coming to X360 too , GTA coming to the DS , Star Ocean 4 looks like crap , Resistance 2 looks awesome , MAG announced (a 256 player online shooter from SONY) , new Ratchet and Clank , GOD OF WAR 3 ANNOUNCED! (there's also a CGI trailer) , Resistance is coming to the PSP! (yay!) , Capcom sucks and thats pretty much it. Although Nintendo is having a "secret" conference later tonight , who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the GMAN himself..... well , he is onto something all right. What exactly? , who knows.... not even i do sometimes.. Also - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the game is on whether you like it or not! , talk to you on August 15th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS , i feel like i should share this with you guys! . This image was not made by me , so i don't take credit for it , a friend of mine gave it to me (you know who you are) , hope you enjoy it ... i sure did. Hopefully it will help some of you make a decision in life , or at least a good laugh ... which in my opinion is the best medicine! (i'm not gonna lie , the pun was 100% intended). If anyone wants the real image contact me , it looks 10x better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SH6W5iz-XzI/AAAAAAAAABk/h74Ijq-R5B4/s1600-h/veyb313114.f1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SH6W5iz-XzI/AAAAAAAAABk/h74Ijq-R5B4/s400/veyb313114.f1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778533137866546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also , while digging through the web i found this.... unusual video... it freaked me OUT. Check it out! (this pun was not intended) . SERIOUSLY PEOPLE!!! , also turn up your volume... that kid is fuckin' crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNXzuZqQf_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNXzuZqQf_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-7339406514951007646?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7339406514951007646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=7339406514951007646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/7339406514951007646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/7339406514951007646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/07/green-grass-and-high-tides-forever.html' title='Green Grass and High Tides forever...'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SH6W5iz-XzI/AAAAAAAAABk/h74Ijq-R5B4/s72-c/veyb313114.f1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-8313756166817386139</id><published>2008-06-29T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:16:19.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GMAN is DYING!</title><content type='html'>Well not really.... but i have been pretty sick. First HellWeek and now this ... I must have been a pretty ****ing evil bastard in my past life or something --- but lets not get distracted! , after spending a VERY sad and miserable weekend stuck in my house (swimming in my own puke) i realized how much this house is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this , i asked the G.I.T.R. (Gman Institute of Technology and Research) to conduct an investigation regarding the subject. The G.I.T.R as effective as ever (after a LONG vacation i guess) came up with some pretty obvious stuff that would probably make my existence in this place 110% better. You heard it 110%!!!! .... 110...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GITR - Guide to a perfect Home . V1.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1- Food is a priority , no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t an afterthought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD for god sakes! . FOOD. If our bodies demand food ever 8 to 12 hours , then why --- mothers of the world , why must you make it SO monotonous! . Here are the results of a poll (encuesta) GITR made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you eat in a normal week?" - To 1000 teenagers from ages 14 to 21.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Arroz , Habichuelas y Carne.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Carne , Habichuelas y Arroz.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Arroz, Habichuelas , Carne y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tostones&lt;/span&gt; (This is the Best day of the Week, yippey!)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Arroz , Carne y Habichuelas.&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Habichuelas , Carne y Arroz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i love Tostones , and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i do love tosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nes&lt;/span&gt;... Its not fair that we , nonworking residents , must endure all this pain and suffering!. I , GMAN , have taken this issue to the personal level . I tried boycotting the kitchen for a week , only to find that my power in this house is much , much ,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much &lt;/span&gt;more smaller than i imagined. My mother did not take my recommendations very well: Mexican Wednesday , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt;onday&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;B.Q. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Buffet Fridays , Midnight Lasagna Festival , etc.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't get that eating is an ART and that my mouth is my brush.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2- We need SNACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we do , you know we do. Its been scientifically proven that people get hungry at 4:00 PM and 1:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The following is a true history---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was , watching TV quietly at 1:00 AM last Saturday when it hit me... the HUNGER. I felt my stomach ROARING like a tiger , craving for something to eat. I immediately rushed to the refrigerator to find something to eat.... What did i find?! : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;(1) slice of Salami and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;(1) slice of Cheese.  I knew what i had to do , and i did it ,like any good soldier would. I MADE A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CHEESE-LAMI!&lt;/span&gt; (This is a true history , a sad one , not a funny one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i need to end this post quickly...-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 - We need a ****ing Poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;l!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , Who DOESN'T want a pool?. Pools are awesome and so are Llamas. Anyone that doesn't like Pools or Llamas has no soul. Did you know Llamas can survive both extremely cold temperatures and extremely hot temperatures? , just like a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &amp;amp; 5 - We need Bikini Super Models!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SHQZikxZnwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sPwEaMnVplc/s1600-h/Snoopmunich400x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SHQZikxZnwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sPwEaMnVplc/s320/Snoopmunich400x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220825949806370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Hefner is the man , i'm just following his example. I could write 2000 word essay about why this is true but it wouldn't be worth it , you know its true, we all know its true , just accept it. The brightest minds of mankind have done this : Snoop Dogg , 50 cent , Xzibit , G-Unit , Ja rule , DMX , Flavor Flav , Ali G,  etc. GITR has proven that men that follow rule 4 &amp;amp; 5 are happier than most and live a richer and more productive life. Look at all those people i mentioned , don't they look happy to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with this , i end this weeks lame post. Wow , this sucks even by my standards... I promise (*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doublecross&lt;/span&gt;*) that next week post will be .... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-8313756166817386139?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8313756166817386139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=8313756166817386139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/8313756166817386139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/8313756166817386139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/06/gman-is-dying.html' title='GMAN is DYING!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SHQZikxZnwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sPwEaMnVplc/s72-c/Snoopmunich400x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-1902069836571801716</id><published>2008-06-19T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:09:15.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neuroanatomy 1 ; Gman 0</title><content type='html'>Wow it's been 9 days since the last update and its been a pretty intense "Hellweek" , although its not over yet, the greatest challenge has been defeated. So how well did i do in my Neuroanatomy test? , well lets just say the test went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; : hard , fast and in general &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;COLD&lt;/span&gt;. With no Vaseline involved , whatsoever. Yep , that hard it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , hard might not be the "correct" word to use. Lets just say that my teacher likes to ask about "the sentence" between the 4th and 5th comma of the 3rd line in the 5th paragraph of page number 60. "Precise" would be the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of you might be wondering what Neuroanatomy is about , right? . Ill tell you what its about : stuff that doesn't exist and that no one fucking cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day , a man named Frank Netter was bored out of his mind and decided to draw some strange cartoons in one of his anatomy books. Little Frank was one of the most famous anatomists at that time , so when his assistant Dr.Moore found the book he thought he had found his "gold mine" . Dr.Moore stole the book with the cartoons and started naming them , giving each one a "functions" , marking the "limits"  , divided each "segment" , etc , etc.  Little did he know that he had stolen a bunch of crap Netter had drawn when he was smoking pot. Dr.Moore later found a publisher and got the stolen work published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book later became popular and a bunch of elitist Doctors thought it was true and learned everything in it , -those same doctors- later on became teachers at colleges and started teaching "Neuroanatomy" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And that my friends is how the "myth" of Neuroanatomy started. We have all been fooled im afraid. But fear not my friends , i have only 2 more months to go before its all OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for this week , i promise i will have a decent post for next week! . If im over with the tests , that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-1902069836571801716?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1902069836571801716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=1902069836571801716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1902069836571801716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1902069836571801716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/06/neuroanatomy-1-gman-0.html' title='Neuroanatomy 1 ; Gman 0'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-1330314779350227408</id><published>2008-06-10T19:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:55:08.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLWEEK is HOT</title><content type='html'>The post title says it all. Hellweek began before i predicted (damn GITR and their inaccurate predictions!) so i have had ZERO time to write a new post. I normally take my time to write something good but like i said , no time , no post. I'm just writing this to inform you that the GMAN is not dead , he's still alive , on life support at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a super fun week planned (and night) so i don't think ill make a worthy post until Friday next week. I hope you are all enjoying your own hellweeks, so later and keep on fighting SPARTANS!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with some awesome youtube Videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lord of the ring fans - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q__3R5aUkWQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For llama fans (wut) - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HbPDKHXWlLQ&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-1330314779350227408?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1330314779350227408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=1330314779350227408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1330314779350227408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/1330314779350227408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/06/hellweek-is-hot.html' title='HELLWEEK is HOT'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-4347530483155667663</id><published>2008-06-02T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:35:12.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guideline to survive HELLWEEK!</title><content type='html'>Hello and Welcome to this week post , brought to you by Coca Cola. "Coca Cola , there's only one like it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on , this week we have a rather interesting post. The Gman Institute of Technology and Research (GITR) have conducted studies regarding the phenomena known as "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hell Week&lt;/span&gt;". Their studies have found some rather interesting ways that will surely make Hell week easier for all of you. For those of you that don't know what HW is  , i will explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HW is the time period a college/school chooses for you to suffer. No its not just exam week! ; its also a week about suffering and pain. And although its called Hell "Week" , it can actually last up to 3 weeks.  3 fucking weeks!.  But have no fear my loyal readers , here is a guideline that will surely (maybe) help you survive hell week successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUIDE TO SURVIVE HELL WEEK , By GITR . v1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Bull is you friend.&lt;/span&gt; In order to survive hell week you must buy AT LEAST one six pack of red bulls. -&lt;br /&gt;Hah! , you think you are tough right? , you think you don't need that shit? ; Try studying embryology at 2 A.M and come and tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coffee is your other friend.&lt;/span&gt; Studies by the GITR show that Coffee does help to keep you awake. They have also found that the combination of COFFEE and COCA COLA , although potentially bad for your body (read : kill you) have proven to be twice as effective . Use it at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't deserve to have FUN&lt;/span&gt;. So after 5 hours of studying you start thinking " i have studied enough... i'm tired... i deserve some fun" ---- WRONG you LAZY BUM (vago) , you don't deserve to have FUN. It's called HELL week not FUN week. Having "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;" in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Hell' &lt;/span&gt;Week is NEVER a good idea.  Besides , fun is for losers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't deserve to watch p0rn.  &lt;/span&gt;Now this has never even crossed my mind but i know some of you have thought about it. So just substitute the word "fun" with "p0rn" in the above recommendation. Why someone would think this is a good idea is BEYOND me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You will get hungry&lt;/span&gt;. The GITR have discovered that the average student gets hungry every 10 minutes. They just never admit it. In order to successfully survive HW you will need to buy lots of crap ---- erhm i mean food. Cheetos , Doritos , Ruffles , Platanitos (say wut) , you name it!.  IF you are in the house of one your friends, you shall ask your friend to tell his mother to make sandwiches. TRUST ME , some moms have magical powers and or magical ham/cheese , the point IS that the results are CHOCOPOP's level of delicious (i'm sure no one will get that reference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep  is for the Weak.&lt;/span&gt; Hell Week isn't any ordinary week. It's a time where little boys become men.... a time when your will and determination are tested.  The recommended sleeping time for HW is 4 hours. So your schedule will look like this (Study 7 hours - Eat 1 hour - Study 7 hours - Sleep 4 hours -Study some more) . Of course , this could all be avoided if you did something as stupid as say :study every day , read your assignments , do homework , ask your teacher if you don't understand something , etc. But all that stupid stuff are not something real MEN do. Real MEN study the day before the exam and come out victorious (or at least close to it in most cases). So HOOZAH SPARTANS!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in the 7th day , Thou Shalt Get DRUNK. &lt;/span&gt;YOU SURVIVED HELL WEEK! (or at least you think you did) . Well time to celebrate and get some hoes ! (or manwhores for my female audiences).  Big Hoozah for you partner! , you deserve it.  So when you go and buy your red bulls dont forget to buy that VICTORY (read :VICTORY , as in after HW , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT DURING&lt;/span&gt;)  sixpack of beer!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER : Drinking redbull for 7 days and then drinking lots of alcohol is generally not a good idea. Gman industries in no way endorses this behavior. Do it at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks to that awful (you know who you are ) first comment i got (the one with the Russian attempting to write in english) i will allow comments to be posted in the native writers language. That way it will be easier for some of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and Good Luck to you all! , my HW is coming in 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;One more thing , INDY4 is a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-4347530483155667663?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4347530483155667663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=4347530483155667663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4347530483155667663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4347530483155667663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/06/guideline-to-survive-hellweek.html' title='Guideline to survive HELLWEEK!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-7037403564941893810</id><published>2008-05-31T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:16:20.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived a surgery!</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER : Blood and Gore in this Post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour ago i had a minor surgery in my mouth. Why? , i had something weird growing on me and it tried to take over my brain or something... The point is it had to be removed. And to tell you the truth , IT HURTS LIKE HELL. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry about me my loyal fans , I (modesty) can take the pain. To tell you the truth its not the first surgery i had to remove "The Thing". But thanks to my Wolverine-like healing abilities it grew back. But that's old news. If there's one thing that got me worried though is that evil mothe--.... ermm , i mean Doctor that made the surgery. I'm starting to think he enjoys cutting me , seriously. You should have seen his face when he said to me "It might grow back , Let's hope not! (fake smile here)" . *crosses fingers* . I'm probably going to have nightmares with him. Anyways i promised gore and blood and here they are!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEIyRztnNGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O57DngNymss/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEIyRztnNGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O57DngNymss/s320/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206779400714400866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey relax that's just paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEFziTtnNDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kopieYkUqUA/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEFziTtnNDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kopieYkUqUA/s320/DSC00152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206569677461337138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that thing grew on me. But that's just a small part of it... I wonder where did that go anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEFz_ztnNEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-kVfaOEBVfs/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEFz_ztnNEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-kVfaOEBVfs/s320/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206570184267478082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take a good luck you can see the stiches!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post will probably be a review of Indy 4. I'm taking my time on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-7037403564941893810?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7037403564941893810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=7037403564941893810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/7037403564941893810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/7037403564941893810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-survived-surgery.html' title='I survived a surgery!'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TWqdnf0Kt-o/SEIyRztnNGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O57DngNymss/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7718775464023003384.post-2317362032303097918</id><published>2008-05-28T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:37:53.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii revolution'/><title type='text'>Wii are the Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revolution&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fitness&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and in the end,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuu &lt;/span&gt;, Coming summer 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored so i thought of this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-2317362032303097918?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2317362032303097918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=2317362032303097918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2317362032303097918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/2317362032303097918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/05/wii-are-revolution.html' title='Wii are the Revolution'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-3333931781765567519</id><published>2008-05-26T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:15:04.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>What you gonna do with all that junk?. All that junk inside that trunk.</title><content type='html'>Hello and Welcome to my Blog , once again i will entertain you with my the first thing that comes to my head. So today's subject : Medicine students and their habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Med student myself i have noticed some really particular habits among my partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- The Car. It's common to see the car becoming more than a way of going from point B to A. It becomes their personal library! . Filled with books (most common is the one that says "Netter"). Also , check if you can find AT LEAST one Lab Coat (BATA , for my non-english friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Superiority Complex. Try to tell any med student that his career path of choice is easier than yours. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. Med Student always think that they are the only ones that study hard , do homework , and occasionally sacrifice a Friday to study. I myself suffer from this , no way is your stupid career harder than mine "MOFO" (Google is your friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-How much they have changed. Remember that dumb friend of yours from highschool? , who would have thought that barely 2 years later he would be spending his "free time" in a library!. Not me , fo' sure. Med is though , and if you don't try hard , you get eaten!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Irrational Hatred for "BookWorms" (Come libros) . The average MedStudent is a extremely jealous BEAST. Ask a med student if they hate someone in their class , then ask them if by any "chance" that person consistently gets higher grades than them. 80% of the time the answer will be YES. Is it so hard to accept that someone tries harder than them ? ; yep , nearly impossible. They go as far as calling them "rejects" , "lifeless" , "wise ass" and many other terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- They never study "enough". It doesn't matter if they spent the last 48 hours sitting in a dark corner with a book on their right hand and a RedBull in their left. There's ALWAYS something they didn't study. I'm starting that even our teachers don't know every POS that they teach us. Also , most of the times they don't know how well they did , they leave it at "god's will".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , with this few nasty habits i leave you... I have a few others in mind , so this won't be the end of it. Maybe next week if i feel like it. Also , in case anyone is wondering , this was inspired by email i got , although i didn't copy paste it or anything. 100% Gman Quality FTW!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Puns and abbreviation can be found at www.urbandictionary.com , go there if you didn't understand something!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-3333931781765567519?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3333931781765567519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=3333931781765567519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3333931781765567519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/3333931781765567519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-you-gonna-do-with-all-junk-all.html' title='What you gonna do with all that junk?. All that junk inside that trunk.'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-4385364267107045484</id><published>2008-05-25T18:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:01:32.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything has a beginning , but an end?</title><content type='html'>Ignoring the metaphysics in the post name , Hi..... although it has been less than 5 hours since the inauguration i told you it would come soon. So what is this post about ? , It's about the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while i ask myself why i use methods of communications such as BLOGS , Instant Messengers , Forums or any other way of communication that don't involve direct contact with another person. Phones are impersonal but comparing it to the internet is an exaggeration . On the internet you can do whatever you want , you can be whoever you want to be and you have no responsibility for your actions , most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insulted someone on the MSN? , tell him you had the wrong window open ; Don't want to talk with someone? just block him ; Want to confess your darkest and deepest secrets without being scared ? IM it. So with all the liars and problems the internet has , why do we find it to be such a awesome way of communicating? . I don't get get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the key to the internet as a form of communication?  , Blind trust. As a active forum user and ex-online gamer (well i do play from time to time but not as much as i did in school) , i admit that over the years i have met countless persons , some of them great , some of them annoying , some of them potential perverts. Still i can't simply ignore everyone that i meet just because of some mindless paranoia. That's why blind trust is a must if you like this way of communicating. With all the inconveniences the internet brings to our daily life i can't imagine what our lives would be like without it... maybe i would be smarter but that's another point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with my fingers tired , i say goodbye and wish you all luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7718775464023003384-4385364267107045484?l=ginforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4385364267107045484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7718775464023003384&amp;postID=4385364267107045484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4385364267107045484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7718775464023003384/posts/default/4385364267107045484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginforms.blogspot.com/2008/05/everything-has-beginning-but-end.html' title='Everything has a beginning , but an end?'/><author><name>Drivenby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13594584510426934619</uri><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-7718775464023003384.post-2173649156598421814</id><published>2008-05-25T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:15:26.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Gman Informs</title><content type='html'>Hello and welcome to Gman Informs!!! , yay!. So , some of you might be wondering "what is this about gman?" , well its about me informing you of my life and things i find interesting!. Sounds exciting right? , well i hope you all do , seriously. So moving on , those of you that know me personally know that English is not my native language , i chose to use English because many of my friends aren't very fond to my native language, and putting it simply , English is just plain cooler.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so why would you want to read this blog ? , you ask yourself. I'll tell you why , I'm awesome (self-hi5 for modesty!) . No , seriously , i have no idea why , maybe you'll find you like my amateurish writing skills or my kindergarten level sarcasm , or my mindless rambling about stuff no one gives a shit about , who knows , the point is i hope you all like it and enjoy it. Don't hesitate to comment on any of my posts!.  Also in case any of you is wondering ; NO , Gman does not stand for Gay-Man , so i'm sorry for my homosexual public (hi5 all of you for not minding what other people think!) i'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with this few words i hereby inaugurate my first blog , lets all hope for its success!. My first post will come shortly! 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