<?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-6908407</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:54:39.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'> -MarK Of CaiN-  </title><subtitle type='html'>Misdirection. "What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes." 
&lt;-I Am The Shadow Of Your Every Movement-&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-117215244607255913</id><published>2007-02-22T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:54:06.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;not dead, this blog isnt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few months cant even spell out 'hectic' for me. its up many more levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know that changing your school would have you on taxis going to unfamiliar places. but with the fact that i could possibly be going into the army early if my NS deferrment doesn't get through, the 12+bucks taxi fares were the least of my worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a dfferent atmosphere altogether when youve gotta put back a uniform which you haven't worn for a full year, and having to try and explain to many why im a very unique case when changing schools.&lt;br /&gt;entering my new class, things seemed so bleak at first. byond that actually.&lt;br /&gt;after the span of a few weeks, ive managed to make friends with a small yet diverse group of really great friends. all different in their own quirky unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;the laughter in class was awesome la. hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i rest on the fact that sometimes in life, things happen for reasons too well for us to comprehend right at that very moment, but reflect years later and feel you've done more harm than good. so with crossed fingers, i hope it fits the case for this decision.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't see myself regretting it yet. or anytime soon. &lt;em&gt;hopefully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ghost rider has been out for a few weeks running, and i still havent seen it yet. i cant wait seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eva, here i come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-117215244607255913?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/117215244607255913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/117215244607255913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117215244607255913' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116621180129320723</id><published>2006-12-16T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:48:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours to Malaysia, but im still not knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;it definitely must be the thought of crashing in a greaaat hotel just right smack in the epicenter of KL.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna splurge, check out the club scene there. Take an inside look at how the malaysians define a great night out. How great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've been practising on the tabs since ive been struck with insomia, and there's improvement i must say. but everytime one family comes around to just sneak a listen, my fingers get frozen and i start playing like crap.&lt;br /&gt;still have stage jitters, how very ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;but im just happy that i got back to it. HECK the bruised fingers and the many-many replays on my trusted media player, im getting there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i touch Malaysia's ever disaster-struck roads, im so going to hang loose, and get things that catch my eye. And with christmas around, there are still the growing lists of presents for relatives and friends that i have to pick up on my trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'D BE OFF FIRST THING TOMORROW MORNING, CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do i ever trust you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116621180129320723?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116621180129320723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116621180129320723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116621180129320723' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116612511939734514</id><published>2006-12-15T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:38:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRESH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally all the common test papers are done and over, its now time to chill and spurge on everything else!&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get my lazy bum to town with friends yesterday, it was definitely worth it. Haven’t really had the time of late to go browsing around, and managed to get myself pants and tops from Isetan. And how can I miss a good Cappuccino at McCafe. Wasted though that the movie times for the movie that we wanted to catch ended too early, so we decided to skip it for the day and postpone it till after my trip over to Malaysia this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That im definitely gonna let loose and give the others a hard time on the shelves. Come to think about it, I didn’t have much time at all these past few weeks to do much since preoccupied with far more things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, The OC Season 4 is finally downloadable, after such a super long wait. Its like getting addicted to gummy bears when you were still a small kid. Once you pop one, you just cant stop. Many can say that its just a typical drama show that’s being televised to get us all hooked, ( if they could get kids jumping with Barney, getting us hooked on this aint really a sweat. Trust me.) but there’s some parts of which you can relate to in your life. Some moments when you feel the exact same thing, and you feel like you’ve been in that position before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s a &lt;strong&gt;BLESSEDLY&lt;/strong&gt; good show, so if you haven’t watched it, get cracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I picked up the guitar, after it’s collected enough dust in the corner of my room to start a lil’ &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonfire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to mark this festive cheer.&lt;br /&gt;But it did get taxing on the fingers initially, after a few days it got better. Im trying out a few different tabs and refreshing myself on the chords which I was once good at, but the one which im practicing on is “&lt;em&gt;Your Call&lt;/em&gt;” by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;The tune is catchy, its not that difficult as a come-back piece after almost 2years since I touched the acoustic guitar. So im making headway, slowly progressing.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully once im done with the whole track well, I’ll put the sound clip up of me performing it in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;But be patient, &lt;em&gt;merry men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being merry, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is almost here. If life was like the tracks, last year was like using a second-hand Proton. But this year feels like a Porsche Cayman, it went so freaking fast.&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas you’ve got to forget the last one or how it was celebrated, and in with what makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curse my &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;enemies&lt;/span&gt; forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This desperation leaves me overjoyed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With fading lights that lead us past the lives that we destroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, if I didn’t manage reply those who tagged, and to those whom I did manage to, thanks for just spending that slight minute to say what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, friend&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This isn't just goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is I can't stand you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is where the road crashed into the ocean &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It rises all around me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now we're barely breathing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand faces we'll choose to ignore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116612511939734514?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116612511939734514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116612511939734514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116612511939734514' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116439907061735414</id><published>2006-11-25T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:13:14.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beyond what everyone see's, there is so much more than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you give that smile, like as though everything is going smooth-sailing within you. but you find that when you do, it only lasts for the moment and after that you go back to feeling the way you did before. where you feel that all of a sudden things in your life has changed for the worse,and what you've tried building all this while has gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;like everything is never worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in many cases, you come to realise whats really important to you, and what you could have missed, overdid, or could have possibly done better.&lt;br /&gt;in many ways i do wish that i could have never gone through my life's most trying period now, but through all this it has helped me to look at things at a larger picture.&lt;br /&gt;only those whom have actually come close, can realise and know what im currently going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone told me before that i would have the support that i need at the most crucial time of my life, that would ease the hurt and get me out of the situation i am facing with a helping hand,i actually believed so. i decided to have a closed eye on the past and sincerely put my heart to that trust.&lt;br /&gt;but then you hear things. too many to know that they aren't mere coincedences.&lt;br /&gt;and of all the moments, it is when i get lied to and betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling sucks right down to the core, but it sickens me to think that someone who could say that you mean so much,and many more lines put together.&lt;br /&gt;It is shown loud and clear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt;, so very &lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt;. I should have never believed in a second chance, &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, there are those whom will be there for you. Even though everyone is busy with their own lives, they are there beside you.&lt;br /&gt;i really needed the moments of solace with those who knew me best. Those who can forget the past and give you their all when you feel like giving up and tossing in the towel.&lt;br /&gt;It really helped lift my spirits up and give me the boost i really longed in my time of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;the words of encourgement will never leave my mind for a long time to come, and i do know where to put my trust on.&lt;br /&gt;thank you friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you too, amanda. thank you for being their when i needed a shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get through this soon, only better and stonger than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116439907061735414?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116439907061735414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116439907061735414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116439907061735414' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116433756925108151</id><published>2006-11-24T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:50:35.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently,my life has been filled changes, revamps and to-do list is growing ever so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a topic to be merry about is that of my 17th Birthday, that past last week.&lt;br /&gt;the night before, my family went to have the celebration dinner at the new harbour cafe. we had escargots, oysters and for the main course, a super large burger that could even beat carl's junior hands down!&lt;br /&gt;After our stomachs were filled beyond their percieved limits, we headed down to &lt;em&gt;timbre, a bar/live music area at armenian street.&lt;/em&gt; had a couple of drinks there, and got a birthday present from my brother that i have been eyeing for ages.&lt;br /&gt;that really capped the night off with a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all, thank you for those friends who remembered and sent messages and calls. it really meant alot to me, especially for those whom i have never had a chat with in the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i almost got the ring for christmas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it would have been for nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116433756925108151?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116433756925108151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116433756925108151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116433756925108151' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116222164205091039</id><published>2006-10-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:20:42.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this chaos, this calamity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this garden once was perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give your immortality to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll set you up against it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116222164205091039?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116222164205091039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116222164205091039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116222164205091039' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-116170976577339633</id><published>2006-10-25T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:18:50.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the commencement of the second semester of Poly, it was a definitely boost to actually start my days at 9am. With me clocking far-to-many hours at work during my 7week break, getting up at 2pm ws only the norm, and any time earlier sounded ever so dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;But with the thought of meeting up with friends whom i have missed fondly and enjoying every minute of my time with them, getting up early was far from impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alot has happened during the 7week break. Thankfully, i used this rare opportunity to correspond and meet with friends whom i have not seen in ages, with everyone having their lives running at full steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main issues that im currently dealing with is that of school. As the many have already known or have come to hear about, i having to deal with the thought of a transfer for the upcoming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the whole transfer thing going on now, i cannot fail to thank one friend whom has been with me every step of the way, from the start of it right down to where i am at now. The many hours and nights spent at his place proved invaluable to helping me build up my case to where it currently stands, and i also used the opportunity to catch up with him on many fronts. Looking at it all, i would like to once again, say a very humble &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-116170976577339633?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116170976577339633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/116170976577339633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116170976577339633' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-115609843413686956</id><published>2006-08-21T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:22:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since the past few days, the family has come together by the stroke of midnight. We put down our cash bets, and hope to never lose. This time it was the all-so famous 'tai-di' game that got us all hooked to the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;so if you're bored and wish to let me know of how a bright sunny day all of a sudden turned into a ball of crap, just give me a &lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the sudden full participation of homely activites that have lifted many eyebrows across the table, school hasn't been any better. And that only because of the current tests we are all put under. Moreover since i haven't done any memorizing or any 'do-you agree' questions since the O's, everything was kind of rusty.&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes, the only place you would want to head for is the shack or the television remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to leave a tangy after-taste of a wickedly awesome read here, heres the picture of the world favourite entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;Bred and taught by only the best.&lt;br /&gt;The exclusive picture of my attention grabbing sister, Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/1600/applehead.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/320/applehead.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-115609843413686956?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115609843413686956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115609843413686956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115609843413686956' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-115497108138198479</id><published>2006-08-08T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:28:48.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its confirmed without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a deep and dark habit that haunt few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im drawn to it, like how a kid is to a hot kettle on the stove when he's at the age of 2. Like how am '&lt;em&gt;ah mah' &lt;/em&gt;cannot bare to keep mum her views of roudy primary school children who feel that the SBS buses are like large moving playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very fixation is nothing else but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watches&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the extra time i have to spare in the weekends, i managed to get myself an Emporio Armani Watch which stood out from the others surrounding the display. It is to date one of my favourite possessions which i would throughly enjoy for many years to come.   &lt;em&gt;enjoy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/1600/DSC00234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/320/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/1600/DSC00236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6264/398/320/DSC00236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-115497108138198479?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115497108138198479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115497108138198479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115497108138198479' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-115262988067157809</id><published>2006-07-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:58:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIGGEST PARTY OF E YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;KRUNKMARKET@TANJONG BEACH,&lt;br /&gt;zoukout style! 16 and above! EXPERIENCEZOUKOUT.GETTIX NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS ANYONE INTERESTED IN SETTING UP ASTALL AT SENTOSA OR SELLING TICKETS FORTHE EVENT? IF YES, PLEASE GET BACK TOME ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little more about the event.Remember VAUNT? this will be an even biggerevent, but with more space and more things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Night Market + A Party AreaThe last event to be held at sentosa before MOSbuys it up. This means no more Zouk Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is your last chance to party zoukout styleon the beach! And, when you get tired, just chillout at the bazaar, where ALL KINDS OF STALLSwill be set up! Carnival style, any style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested in selling tickets? commission will bedefinitely more than what you imagine. Just drop me a message.Also, if you'd like to set up a stall at thebazaar, message me on friendster too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message me if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scott - 94795313&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi guys, basically its a mega-party that will be held on the 1st of sept at Tanjong &lt;a href="mailto:Beach@sentosa"&gt;Beach@sentosa&lt;/a&gt;. its exactly like zoukout, with the foam and all.&lt;br /&gt;but there is a special addition to this, and that would be a night bazzar, with aBT 200 stalls that sell merchandise and showcase talents like graffiti spraying.&lt;br /&gt;it will be purely fun, with kissin booths, booths selling accessories, clothes, small knick nacks, even getting body painting, henna and spray painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its gonna be a wild party, and we are planning to get a whole load of pple!&lt;br /&gt;so its gonna be RNB in the house, all the way to 6am.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be damn shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are interesting in getting tixs for yourself, you and your whole group of friends to enjoy the party with or thinking abt the whole earning-through-commission deal, just drop me a msg - 94795313 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-115262988067157809?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115262988067157809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115262988067157809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115262988067157809' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-115057102601839708</id><published>2006-06-18T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T03:08:37.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog needs a major upheaval. A very big one in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whom have thought you have been forgotten or you links have been swept away by another colossal tsunami to the islands in the ‘&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isuredidntforgetaboutyou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;’ smoky regions, no weeping or spanking jellyfishes with stiff black &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;leather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;Im planning to get a new blogskin up for you discerning readers, and will be getting my entire friend’s links into gear. So remember, &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; more spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my very eventful life, things at home cannot get any better.&lt;br /&gt;Just a week after I get my cupboard and shelves sorted out with everything in place, it seems like as though no tidying has been done at all. Especially when my daily departure seems to run like clockwork and as the cycle never seems to end, keeping any article of clothing from belts to boxers within the limits of my cupboard seems an almost impossible task to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the much needed break from the exams and school, its been great to have the opportunity to be able to meet up with good friends whom I haven’t had the chance to meet in a while.&lt;br /&gt;So that is surely a definite plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get to a few events with the break.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd at &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SNOW@ Butter Factory&lt;/span&gt; wasn’t as what I had perceived it to be. The dance floor was not as crowded due to the less-than-expected crowd but the amount of guys who couldn’t wait to grease the dance floor like a monkey on a bald man’s head was at time overwhelming. So while steering clear at times like that, my friends I had our drinks and happily enjoyed the scene in front of us- two NS guys dancing pretty aggressively to each other at barely safe distances. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But it wrapped up slightly early, and had a exceedingly long walk to a prata shop before making my way home for much-needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog will get its facelift soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside that, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; hols to &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;poly crooks.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Enjoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the alcohol and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENT ON ANYTHING, ANYTHING AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's playing this week for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes your personal wicked enjoyment on lonely and execeptionally sad nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long sweet summer- dashboard confessional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-115057102601839708?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115057102601839708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115057102601839708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115057102601839708' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-115005279276705238</id><published>2006-06-12T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T03:06:32.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIG EVENT! PIMPFACTORY FEAT. CLICK ON IT! @ ZOUK (YOUTH EMPIRE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DIGITAL MSUIC DESIGN SHOWCASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this link for picture of Ticket and details on the ticket itself.&lt;br /&gt;makeURL("http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/1356/clickonit","eHNsL2J1bGxldGluLnhzbA==");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/1356/clickonit');return true" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/1356/clickonit')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseout="window.status='';return true" href="http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/1356/clickonitzouk7kq.jpg"&gt;http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/1356/clickonitzouk7kq.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a date with usDate: 22nd JUNE 2006 ThursdayTime: 9pm till late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: ZoukPresale tix @ $18doorprice tix @ $20&lt;br /&gt;Selling Drinks 40% off all drinks including Bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Entry if restricted to patrons of age 18 andabove. Photo identification checks apply at thedoor and management reserves right to refuse entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, party on harder with Sheikh Haikel,Singapore Premier MC, with your DJs FoeHammer and Andrew T, bringing you the dopestHip Hop/ R&amp;B selections.Never before has the humble computer extendedmore influence in music industry than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Tech to House, Breaks to Hip Hop, the art ofelectronic and digital music making is the newfrontier in music design, shaping the sounds of thetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Search is on for the best in electronic and digital music makers and showcases them for one night. If you believe you have got the talentand passion to persue an interest in the fields ofdigital and electronic music making contact me. your sounds might just be featured for the   showcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott - 94795313&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-115005279276705238?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115005279276705238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/115005279276705238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115005279276705238' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114892838657644234</id><published>2006-05-30T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T04:35:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got home not too long ago and getting a long-overdue post done, with lots of ground to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this post is dedicated to you. yes &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, life in Ngee Ann Polytechnic has been going smoothly. With the absence, lots have been happening in school. some happy, some not. To an event that occurred most recently, the common test for most modules have just ended last week. With all that cramming, especially for one of the modules consists of a large dose of maths and calculation (and as many do know, Math is definitely not my area of interest for that matter, it just&lt;em&gt; sucks&lt;/em&gt;.And i thought i successfully skipped that when i made the choice to go to Poly instead of a JC, &lt;em&gt;sheesh) &lt;/em&gt;it was a tough one to ride through. But what can i do without those who tried making it sound easier than  i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;However beneficial such could have been, with whch i am appreciative for the help, thats the only paper that im keeping my fingers crossed and hope repeating the module is completely out of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;To destress a whole lot, i managed to catched up with a few friends that i haven't heard from in a while. Its always good to be able to move on wi life's path, and still be able to keep contact with the same pool of friends whom you were able to share good moments and even better times of joy-filled laughter that never seem to be forgotten even though the moment has long passed.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch a whole array of movies since the time Poly have started. But i must say the best of which was X Men3. The intense action, the full-blown Animation and the even more detailed graphics came together pefectly to form a movie worth catching a second time. Even though it seemed slightly too short, "&lt;em&gt;too much of a good thing is no good"&lt;/em&gt; as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i went for &lt;a href="mailto:VAUNT@MoS"&gt;VAUNT@MoS&lt;/a&gt; with my usual group of friends. Thankfully with the help of an excellent friend, my friends and I didn't have to queue and managed to spend more time enjoying the party. At first the dancefloor was super packed, killing the mood temporarily. But the crowd started dispersing, things went a whole better and a least it didnt feel like a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have lots to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114892838657644234?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114892838657644234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114892838657644234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114892838657644234' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114672395693597251</id><published>2006-05-04T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:25:56.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school has started, its been a week-and-a-half through already.&lt;br /&gt;had its i've been left with a mixed tinge in my mouth, a very varied and colourful experience so so far.&lt;br /&gt;Since the semester started, ive been able to have the opportunity to meet up and have &lt;strong&gt;ultimately fun&lt;/strong&gt; lectures with a small group of peeps who've been giving me a reason to wake up at an timely hour each day( except Friday whereby i happily cruise to class at 1, the best timing ,&lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Debbie, Natalie, Hilda, Yik Huii- they never make going to school a bore.&lt;br /&gt;so many ,many kudos and may the happiness blossom uncontrollably and flouish to an almost insane level.&lt;br /&gt;so far.................NO Homework. great in a goood way. no one's  complaining.&lt;br /&gt;or so because i don't know about any written assignments so far. moreover, everything is on in internet, and so if my home broadband was ever to crash, it would spell &lt;em&gt;pure&lt;/em&gt; disaster.&lt;br /&gt;and that was what EXACTLY happened yesterday, and it would only be operational next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;THANKFULLY, lessons haven't been in full swing yet, so im still kinda safe.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go, going for another long-drawn tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To next time,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114672395693597251?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114672395693597251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114672395693597251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114672395693597251' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114564280654340156</id><published>2006-04-22T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T02:47:13.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HARLO, HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;apart from a trip to school for the CCA Orientation event this afternoon and visiting my friend's place soon after, todays been pretty fruitless.&lt;br /&gt;mundane. solemn. plain boredom completely sums the myraid of different feelings all packed together in a hearty dose.&lt;br /&gt;With botched up communications between my mom and I about my trip to Ngee Ann at 10.30 this morning, i ended up an extra hour off time. Time never sways towards my side of the fence, as many can attest to. Its not an eternal all-out war desire to arrive at meetings/gatherings at the stipulated time,but by the time everything gets in gear, things get in their correct places, i'll be 10 minutes off clock. those are one of the habits that have plagued me since my secondary years( im very sure those who know me well would be nodding their heads in approval right about now. &lt;em&gt;blasted unionists&lt;/em&gt;.), and i can assure you it'll be harder to break than chewing nicorette gum to kick out a 40 year old addiction to the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my case, that is. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no &lt;strong&gt;monday &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;days of prolonged forgetful ness&lt;/strong&gt;. but bad timing, unfortnately yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I did wait for the group in the Canteen,before joining them and splitting off in minutes. Thankfully i met up with a friend, if not checking out the CCA's would have been a near 'death-without-a-friend' situation. After countless rounds around the multiple booths scattered around the campus, i picked up one CCA , and left the rest to a future decision. The heat and noise coming from a area filled with hordes of people killed off the mood totally.&lt;br /&gt;But at least the trip to school did not prove to be so very fruitless. I got my Ez Link card done, however i would have to make another on monday to collect it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the Business and Accountancy Orientation while commenced a few days back,and all those in the school seperated into groups and carried on with chilly talks in the main lecture hall, ice-breakers,more ice-breakers and lastly, a &lt;em&gt;stewwpid&lt;/em&gt; Treasure Trail type-of game.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go for the opening day of the Extravaganza(as so they named the whole event..),but from what i had heard, the day comprised of boring talks that could leave even the most exicted freshman with &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; heavy eyelids. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the meeting venue, i though of coming in ,blending smoothly with the group of guys. and if luck prevails, i would be able to find at least one soul who shares the same views or at least does share similar takes on a few things in life.&lt;br /&gt;But when i looked ahead,in search of a group of guys, i saw only the meager number,3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats right&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in my mind it went '' oh fuck,its gonna be a killer 3-days.''&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't wrong. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty screwed. leave the thought about mixing with different types of people, but that number is sheer depressing to even take note.&lt;br /&gt;With a Trail that lasted a good few hours, they gave us a gift nearing the trail's beginning route. It was a green hand towel with the school's name stitched on it.&lt;br /&gt;At first i questioned why, or so i though that it's to be used when school commenced, especially when the majority of the Ngee Ann &lt;em&gt;stewdent body&lt;/em&gt; is pretty &lt;em&gt;gung-ho&lt;/em&gt; on exercise and sports as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;But then by the time the Trail was done,i finally understood the hint. So as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were wiping their perspiration throughout the whole journey,especially at times when the sun proved ever more relentless.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reached home, the air-con only felt like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe even better, in many counts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the following day, due to the fact that i was held up with urgent meet-ups that were long overdue. But from what i heard, it was the 'finale' of the Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all the camps and days whereby i've been to Ngee Ann Poly, its definitely proved to be worth it.Although i did skip a few days which were essentially in the whole 'team-bonding' experience, im glad i didn't leave it all without no friends along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Especially those from Naga 2, its been great to know you guys, and hopefully we'll be able to catch up with each other some time in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now what's left is the commencement of my course, where i would finally be able to meet those who i would be seeing for the rest of the years! (: It's what i have been waiting for since i penned down my choice that very fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the numbers would not be as depressing as what i had experienced in the orientation, as the people are quirky and have a life worth chatting incessantly about, im crossing my fingers real hard and leaving the rest to the person above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the replies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ruth- im defintely coming over to see you guys! i cant tahan no seeing the pals that made work worth slogging through on the many tough-going and dreadful nights! Sorry about today,the whole screwed-up plan. ): I promise you the next one would have a very positive response, and it would go as planned. Let me know the details one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; in advance aiight. Btw, how's you math and science going? Need tution? tc. hahas:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sky-who's that individual you are mentioning? now thats sometihng you haven't told me yet. Btw, i now you question why i have now put up you link on my 'links ' tab. As you can try, some of them are broken, so what i intend to do is to one day, redo the whole thing, and refresh the list. to which i would definitely add yours into the list,without question. I'll be doing that soon, no worries. How's school so far? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Valerie- Hey Valerie, where you studying now?.. tell me all about it yea. hahs. btw, thanks for popping over. It always nice to know that my blog actually does get visitors. lol. tc!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dine- oh okay, whats you link? see you arnd cousin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JJ- Hey ,thanks for you views about my blog, it is encouraging, and thank you for coming over to read my pennings. Tell me how your class is when school commences yea. hahas. See you arnd campus, tc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114564280654340156?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114564280654340156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114564280654340156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114564280654340156' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114494934473286364</id><published>2006-04-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:29:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FROM THE PEOPLE WHO BROUGHT YOUROMP! @ ZOUK, here's another smashing party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whoa, hold your horses! ALCOHOLIC &amp; NONALCOHOLIC together?"&lt;br /&gt;yeap! you heard it right here, FIRST EVERNATION WIDE ALCOHOLIC &amp;amp; NON ALCOHOLICparty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAUNT! @ MOS on the 30th May 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Styling competition's on! Who will be the hottestmodel? Who has the hottest and trendiest outfit?We will show you what's our PROJECT RUNWAY!with top prizes such as motorola hps, mp3 playersand so much so much more, i cant even namethem!we have so many celebrities joining us maybe its..kelly poon? denise keller? or ...? and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOSEE IT YOURSELF! go crazy WITH THE CROWD!REMEMBER ITS THE FIRST NATION WIDEEVENT!&lt;br /&gt;PRESALES: $18(incl. 1 drink)&lt;br /&gt;DOOR: $22 (incl.1drink!).&lt;br /&gt;DONT WAIT AND BUY AT THE DOOR, COS WEHAVE LIMITED TICKETS, buy now and you willnever be turn away to the hottest party ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that fits my life just well.it just makes life feel so much better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114494934473286364?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114494934473286364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114494934473286364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114494934473286364' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114494908832481000</id><published>2006-04-14T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:55:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A New Addition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some have been quick to note, i have just added another tab on my blog, that is aptly titled, 'ME'.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, some who may stumble upon my internet pennings may know me for years and months,while some may have only for a few seconds, upon chancing my Blog for a few quick moments. So then i decided to put up a source by which the author of this Blog can be identified, and maybe known more intricately, as snippets of Scott's life is mentioned. His loves, lives, hopes, ideals,wants,wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Those that span his timeline, through still short with age,still very much brightly-coloured and excellently-flavoured with experiences that are worthy of mention.&lt;br /&gt;So the lengthy introduction, that may seem bland to some,but awesomely insightful to others, is for all who need to know the origins of the Author.&lt;br /&gt;Be it, please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am having upcoming additions to this Blog, to spruce it with things of interest that has caught my eye or kept my head in one direction for way too long,hopefully it would make it more appealing and to those who have enjoyed it so far, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; for writing/tagging and such encouragement keeps my drive of Blogging &lt;strong&gt;alive&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who do spend time reading my pennings,and any comments, even constructive criticism is welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in response to the latest tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na'&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;I would admit that The Liquid Room is the more prominent of the two businesses, i thinking Liquid Kitchen is coming out with its Fifth outlet very soon. So its pooping out all over,look out for it! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruth- Its all over,and even have an outlet placed strategically at River Valley. So got new apparell in sock before Poly commences?hahs. And even am counting down the days to poly, which was evident in your blog. Btw, thanks for popping by!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dine- Yea,drop me a message to fill me in. Btw, whats you link, i could possibly add you? Anyway, hope to catch up with you soon, cuz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114494908832481000?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114494908832481000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114494908832481000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114494908832481000' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114487994115718423</id><published>2006-04-13T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:51:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes im back from camp. Far earlier that the stipulated date, i booked out off the camp and a good trip to the toilet and the thought of resting on the sheets of my bed seemed to be the only wants that my body desired, as it was depived of them for too long.&lt;br /&gt;I would say,from the time that spanned the timeframe of just two days and one night, it was nonetheless short. However, it was an experience that i thankfully did not miss, and making friends with those of a whole new diverse individuals was the definite highlight. Although the much larger portion of my group made Mandarin appear as the only language to be made official in Singapore, i still survived, thankfullyand still made friends with a few and rubbed shoulders with the rest. By the closing of the second night, i could say that the group was quite well bonded, expect for the exceptional few, whom seemed to only have silence as their way to make this camp purposeful and fun.&lt;br /&gt;But it did have its bits of laughter scattered throughout the time i was there. And for Campfire Night, a mass dance had to be performed. And they had two girls to demonstrate it high up on the stands of the running track,which caused many strained necks after the entire exercise.&lt;br /&gt;But i can attest to the fact that, i had never said so many 'cheers' in a camp, if not say that many 'cheers' in one camp. If there was spare time on our hands, reciting 'cheers' was the agenda. And for one moment, i did question myself as to whether i had signed up for the right camp,or have i entered 'Freshman Cheer Camp 2006'. But i guesss it hadit benefits. Upholding group maorale, to encourage group participation, to foster a stronger group bond,the whole &lt;em&gt;tu-rang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But just ahead, i have another 4-day Orientation Session, however this one is non-residential and it involves those students in my Business and Accountancy Class. I'm definitely looking forward for that.&lt;br /&gt;and im counting down the days school will commence bt it seems to slow thouse as the hours pass, &lt;em&gt;its almost dreadful&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114487994115718423?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114487994115718423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114487994115718423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114487994115718423' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114383068367683934</id><published>2006-04-01T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:24:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went for a class gathering yesterday, and it was by far the most botched attempt ever to get a class to coalesce together, be it that it could possibly be the last time that some of us would be able to see each other before we head of to further our education elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess when i reflect on the good ol' days in class, being in seperate cliques seemed to be the &lt;em&gt;'in-thing',&lt;/em&gt; where groups of my classmates would appear to take the ends of the classroom&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, im very much awaiting poly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, i made a few trips to Ngee Ann Poly, to get a laptop for myself. Although i do already have two at home, one is deeply plagued with hordes of different viruses and the other is on the brink of being technologically obselete. As for the latter, its so heavy that it, without a doubt, would make a bag of bricks feel ever so light on you shoulders. But i must admit that, after travelling to the Poly a few times already, it has started to dawn on me as to how long and tiring a journey back and fro to school could actually be. Just on one of those days, when i was on my way back home after making the laptop purchase, i couldnt keep my eyes open in the bus, even though i was not plauged by the morning heat. The long journey, the constant vibration of the bus seats, the longing to just plonk myself in bed once i reach home....&lt;br /&gt;Just hope im able to adapt to such a different routine soon, if not its gonna be pretty tough-going as the days continue.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i've taken a second trip to Sentosa, and i left with an even richer tan. The beach was more crowded this time round, but it was nevertheless enjoyed wholesomely, and i cant wait to have another go with more beach bumming friends. &lt;br /&gt;i gotta go now, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114383068367683934?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114383068367683934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114383068367683934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114383068367683934' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114242475330591280</id><published>2006-03-15T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T15:28:18.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to Sentosa, Siloso Beach yesterday with two tanning enthusiants who proved far more eager to go than i was. Partially due to the fact that i slept at a horrifically late hour and more because leaving my extremely cosy bed was a formidable task on its own due to plain tiredness, i managed to get up with much shaking from fellow companions and went on our way right to the ''Tanning Hotspot of Singapore''.&lt;br /&gt;Having not gone to Sentosa for such a motive, except for the trips to watch dolphins splash away or to enter the island not-so-formidible man-made Volcano Island when i was half the height i am currently, it felt pretty good to enter Sentosa again, especially with people who making the outing ever more fun-filled.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the beach, we managed to get a spot with shade under a tree and enjoed the sand and waves while the sun beated down relentlessly on our once light-coloured skin. The cooling water gave you the shivers as i made the transition for the snady beach to the water,but it was all good and enjoed myself wholesomely for a few good hours.&lt;br /&gt;Once getting back, the aftermath of a very rich tan and an unwanted sunburn came back but it was all worth it as having an excellent time at Sentosa was the objective and such was undeniably achieved by the time i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: &lt;em&gt;Paul Van Dyk- Reflections&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114242475330591280?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114242475330591280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114242475330591280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114242475330591280' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114228314778662086</id><published>2006-03-14T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T05:16:43.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i Just got off work not too long ago, and i must say today was not one i wished i had gone through. Was working the bar, and dealing cashier too, but but day's end, the cashier accounts didnt add up and left everyone in a particularly large fix.&lt;br /&gt;so that's defintiely a 'stay-clear' area in my viewpoint from here on after.&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully since working in a bar has its perks, i doused a pretty steady flow of vodka mixes, tequiela shots and glasses of perfectly chilled beer while playing endless rounds of 'tai-ti',by which it helped lessened the surmounting pressure i felt withhin me due to the irregularites in the day's finances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading voraciously these past couple of days, as the frequent trips to toa payoh library and to the island's many different bookstores could attest to such a claim. Thankfully, i haven't loss the flame of interest in reading internally,that very want to completely immerse myself through the many lines of text that make up an invigorating and insightful read that seemed to escape me these couple of years. Especially when you encounter books that are overly-saturated in descriptives and give off an uninteresting storyline,it just makes it even ardous to try and complete a chapter,thus lossing interest in the book almost immediately. And that is ultimately what has been happening of late, thus the once common sight of me indulging on an excellent read has been ever so distant.&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, just last week, i had entered a bookstore and chanced upon its 'Bestsellers' collection, and singled out on book that seemed to interest me almost instantaneously as i went from page to page it a pretty surprising rate.Although it boasted a massive volume of 709pages which seemed tough-going initially, I got it and have been reading it with much intent and captivated interest from the first day of its purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there has been wide media coverage on this topic that has been aired in all media forms nationwide, and that is about the 'Increased Teenage suicides in Singapore'.&lt;br /&gt;And it has definitely caused many raised eyebrows among the nation's populace, about the increasing number of young individuals who had ended thier lives at a very young age, to which they cannot live to embrace what could potentially be their future and its countless experiences.&lt;br /&gt;In my view, such news about the saddening increase in teenage mortality is to be expected, especially in today's tense global atmosphere. And because we are talking about Singapore here, im am least surprised of such news and have a clear outline what actually begets such a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;As Singapore embarks on being the epicenter of educational advancement and growth, or at least try to match up to its competitiors worldwide, such as Australia, United States and the United Kingdom whom are already kingpins in this highly competitive arena whereby each country would try to seek fame and international recongition in harnessing the world future leaders (for example, Imperial College in London is well-known and widely accepted by the world as being a leading academic institution globally with a multitude of rave reviews of producing highly learned intellectuals that make it far in terms of their job prespects. With such recognition, many intellectuals with high potential would be attracted to London to pursue further studies. Such a move benefits the country greatly through an increase in its financial wealth,but more importantly recognition worldwide.) , it can be clearly noted by the increase in the number of schools on all levels (primary,secondary and tertiary) through the years.&lt;br /&gt;It is clearly evident of the increasing expactations a student faces in this era than before, as many a times students go back home with a litany of complaints which comprise mainly on the immense amount of homework they recieve from school. As i glance upon the Forum Section of the Newpapers, such complains from the parents as well as the students become increasingly popular, as some ask for a reducing portion of such a staggering load while others just request for more time and extended datelines.&lt;br /&gt;Drawing on personal experience, it seems only true of such a senario when i had attended school. And asking for an extended dateline does not sound as easy as it may appear. For example, if the Student had a competition to attend and had intensive training cum preparation prior to the competition date but had homework that had to be completed on the com. date but asked to had it in the following date, the teacher would ask," Why was it not possible for the student to complete it at night, after the competiton had ended many hours ago?"&lt;br /&gt;It does seem like the teacher has a point, that there seemed to be so many unproductive hours after such an event that could be put to good use in the student dulfully completing his assignments. But then of course, the teacher has not given consideration to the fact that even after a competition, especially one that is physically demanding, such as Judo that requires one to play 5minute bouts which span throughout the entire afternoon, the human body is in a state of pure exhaustion physically, and possibly mentally as well, if the competition did not go in one's favour, and all one wants to do is recouperate for the next day through having a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;So then when i was schooling, i wished my lucky stars, and thanked God for the rest, that i had little or no homework to complete the day before my competition. But if i had, i scrambled hastily like a headless chicken to get my assignments done bofore i entered school or if i could, i would copy work from other classmates.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wait, isn't that wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but do we have a choice, i repeatedly ask.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, as i thumbed through the Classifieds Section of the Straits Times, i was pretty surprised to see &lt;em&gt;so so&lt;/em&gt; many different tuitoring agencies that we offering their services for students all the way from Primary 1 to JC 2. It was much more than back in those days,early in my secondary life when i seeked the help of a Chinese tuitor, and the number of tuiton agencies have increased tenth-fold, like the speed of weed growing on freshly cut grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and boy is that quick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, i must plainly admit, with the want for the best education one wishes to recieve in life, i have even looked at various websites of prospective Universities that i would wish to enrol into, after i complete my polytechnic studies and after my National Service. It seems only second nature for me to check out on other overseas universities, other than those residing in Singapore. Moreover, with such a large population that increses with time, Singapore stands with only 4 local Universities. With such a large pool of individuals try to get a spot into the local universities for the sake of a lessened financial burden (as enrolling in overseas Unversities leaves you with the financial burden of potentially higher lodging expenses,transport costs and many other factors), i feel that its a cut-throat battle to get a place in a local University. And those who do not have such an opportunity to have a university education would be left with no other choices except that of entering the working world earlier that that they wish, and would cause them to work beyond their normal limits in hope of saving enough to even have a glimpse of an education overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i thank the high heavens that at least some individuals in such high places &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; realised that 3 Universities was inadequate for an ever-growing population of individuals whowished to further themselves academically,to be better trained when entering the ever-changing and unsparing working climate.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about entering a bookstore earlier this week, i enter Popular Bookstore a few days ago and i so happened to be walking down the isles of the assesment section.&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw one that just caused me to sigh in sorrow,as the A4 book titled ' Top School's Assesment Papers for Primary 1'. And in my mind was the thought that i wanted to put up a sign in front of the whole section that contained this such series, which was titled ' If you want to kill you child and have him reach a state of mental breakdown earlier that wanted, please buy just one of this series'.&lt;br /&gt;From the way i see it, Singapore is a prime target for a higher teenage mortality rate and the way things are going around this state, such 'vileful' and 'alarming' numbers are just going to stay, or if not increase with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hang in the kids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- What are your views on the topic,have a want to speak your mind? no hesistation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just tagg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114228314778662086?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114228314778662086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114228314778662086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114228314778662086' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114193410865206388</id><published>2006-03-10T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:43:28.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Personal Inquiry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of items to get later this week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few pairs of pants because i've got too many jeans stocked up &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Small lil' Mp3 player, for good musik on the moove &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wireless Earphones from Creative (they do look spankin' good, trust me.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was clearing out my cupboards today, to make space for new material i could possibly be getting when i enter the poly. Thoughts of my whole experience in Bishan Park Sec would definitely be hard to match, and looking back, im glad that i stuck to the choice of completing my secondary education there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back, it made me reminisce way back to the time i entered the school.boy', not many know about this.so to you my perceptive reader, i bequeath my history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I entered Bishan Park Sec. with a PSLE aggregate which im definite, would have sent half of the typical 'my-kid-cant-live-without-any-tuiton' mother to contemplate suicide upon a glance of my reply slip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The PSLE aggregate stated did not even exceed 170.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It read ' one "A",one "C", and two "D" grades. No joke. To think that with an affiliation to ACS (Barker), i only had to recieve 179 to gain entry, my total aggregate was a far cry from such a number and thankfully, i made it into Bishan Park's Nomal (Academic) stream. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the first day i set foot in class, i made a personal commitment to myself,and to no other, that such an academic result i had recieved would never be the reflection of the mental capacity i had possessed, and vowed to not only achieve better, but to promote to express. To get within the top 3 in class initally appeared to hard an obstacle to conquer, considering the fact that i could almost not make the cut to enter the stream i was in due to my PSLE aggregate that i could confidently rank me in as one of the lowest in the stream itself. No doubt my self esteem was beyond negligible at first, because to go through what i had experienced whereby all my acquaintences in pri.school had gone to Barker and i was the handful that had my formal teachers had labelled as 'condemmed', the want to prove those individuals wrong was immense. It strikes a chord in you so deep that it rings continually and never goes away till such is achieveed. I meticuously plotted each aspect of my academic odessey with sheer depth,leaving no chance for an outcome that ddi not go as i had envisioned. With sheer determination and the drive that never faultered with pressure from attending meet-ups with friends and laping it up in front of the television,i worked through it slowly, to an almost excruciating pace that even a snail could outbeat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i kept up to it and upon recieving my report slip for the End Year Exams, and knowing that i have been promoted to Express, the feeling was unrivaled beyong measure and a sense of achievement that i have not tasted ever before swept across me like wild fire sweeping across dry plains. I was on cloud nine, in utopia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then i promoted to a 'better class',but i decided that it wasn't me, and i went to a class where i had the opportunity to meet a diverse group of excellent friends that i am nevertheless elated to have the opportunity to share good moments and heapful doses of laughter and fun with, to which if i do say a prayer of thanks, it would be that i had cross paths with such &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; friends. &lt;em&gt;Truly&lt;/em&gt; great. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back, i have no regrets. None at all. Neither do i harbor discontent about any decision i have made, from choosing Bishan Park Sec. to changing to a class,that some questioned my sanity and felt such was an ill-fated choice. The teachers have been more than helpful in enriching my learning experience and implanting thoughts that propelled me to think further and that of a wider scope, which i am truly appreciative of. To any whom have read this, i sincerely thank you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My classmates, many i would never forget. The works i tell you, i can never do without those whom i have seen me through the years, a 'Thank You' seems inadequate for my appreciativeness of everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eion- You are the rare few whom i feel would be my only competitor when it comes to the English language, to which i am glad to be able to have the opportunity to befriend. It seems only naturally to broach a conversation with you on any topic or situation that has surfficed, whether personal or purely conversational. Your maturity of thinking does surpass your age, and our friendship i truly value and wish to strengthen with time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samuel- An excellent listening ear and one who give good, practical advice. Such an individual is hard to find, and you are definitely one. The company that we have shared and the laughter that filled my stomach with aches that stretches for days on after, i'll never forget the old times, whereby heading to Prata House with the gang seemed so commonplace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenneth Chen- I'll never forget the jokes, which brings a wide smile across my face whenever they are thought about. The many unique features that makes you a definite one-of-a-kind. You're great company and a good joker, and all the stories will never be misplaced in my mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeremy- Skating seems synonymous with your name,and you are the sheer proof that laughter is the best medicine to a gruelling or emotionally-wrecked day. Few can match your personality. But such silence is rare to find, almost golden. You're the cure to someone who's feeling like the world has put them down and you are the very proof that every individual needs laughter and good deal of silence and you have got your day back in gear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To those who are not mentioned, you are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;defintiely not forgotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. so fret not,you are remembered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S- To those i haven't heard in ages, or have passed by, tag and i'll reply asap. To anyone else, hope this was worth your time. Tag if you have to announce anything, big or small, large or thin, human or foreign, whatever that needs to be heard. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114193410865206388?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114193410865206388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114193410865206388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114193410865206388' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-114020484800478700</id><published>2006-02-18T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T21:21:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To work at Thomson on a friday night, i feel like the phrase 'tired till you drop' doesn't come close to the level of tiredness i experienced. Moveover when i had to work in a relatively new environment with new table arrangements and a &lt;em&gt;totally fucked up&lt;/em&gt; cook who does understand the fact that im new to the outlet, it's a totally screw up and i was counting the agonizing minutes which seemed to go slower that expected.&lt;br /&gt;Besides juggling the many elements of my life i current face, im glad that i just cleared a relatively large one, which was the selecting of courses that i'd want to register and hopefully be able to get into my preferred course in poly, that is business-related.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on the day whereby i had gone back to school to retrieve my O Level results, nothing of late has been able to match the nervousness that flooded me since noon. The atmosphere was definitely tense, and as some gleamed in happiness while others cried as they fared below their desired grades, the feelings coming from all corners didn't help relieve any tension on my part whatsoever, while i prayed silently that things would go my way.&lt;br /&gt;Recieving my results, i wouldn't say im content about what i achieved, yet i was glad about some aspects on a few fronts.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when i had found out that i actually passed Chinese, such a feat that i have not achieved  since Sec 1, that brought a smile to my face almost immediately. But i was slightly dismayed about my grade for English, although some would comment that it was 'quite good', i narrowly missed my target band. For a language that i speak in almost every conversation, with not a slight tinge of my mother tongue to be heard throughout, it definitely was a subject that i had high expectations on and it dampened my spirit slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Letting the rest of my subjects speak for itself, i headed home, with a strong want to plot my academic future towards an occupation that would suit me best. After schuffling through the many,many leaflets/booklets of information that had come with the results slip, and those that i have gathered as i went for the Open House's of selected Polytechnics, it really did take a while before i could get my choices in order.&lt;br /&gt;And i must admit it did that a large portion of my day to disect each of my desired courses slowly, while contemplating as to whether it the couse was best suited for me and if it was what i would want to pursue with a strong interest at heart. After posting my choices and leaving the rest as it is, i sure hope i get into the Business Course that i had selected as my first choice, and im all ready to approach a new point in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-114020484800478700?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114020484800478700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/114020484800478700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114020484800478700' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-113939102574361013</id><published>2006-02-08T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:35:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want something so bad, that taking the initiative to act shouldn't be that difficult.&lt;br /&gt;or so i thought that's &lt;em&gt;normal human psyche&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got letters from my mailbox the past few days, and one that was particularly perculiar was one from the Ministry Of Education.&lt;br /&gt;and in it, they were asking me to consider the prospects of taking up the occupation of none other than,&lt;br /&gt;a school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;em&gt;great. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week, i managed to catch the movie Fearless.&lt;br /&gt;Upon constant calls by aquaintences that have described the show as one that highlights the best of Jet Li's hollywood acting career, i crossed my fingers and hoped it was at least a notch better than that of his previous movies, which were without much debate, a pure waste of time due to very dry and uncatchy content.&lt;br /&gt;Shocking but true, i must admit that it really caught me off guard, as i was a pretty good movie.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because he didn't speak a word of English throughout the movie, but the gripping action sequences and heart-tugging storyline did do well, and i left the theatre feeling that it was worth my cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt Martial Art actors,a thought crossed my mind as i headed back home that day.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, the two Hollywood cheena martial art actors(Jet Li and Jakie Chan) are getting ripe in their old age, and up to now, i haven't heard of any new emerging kung fu actors that could take over them once their gone.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that one new kung fu actor would hit the big screen when these two retire happy, so that we can enjoy more sequels to Rush Hour 2 and Shanghai Knights,&lt;br /&gt;and better ones to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to enjoy a good dose of caffine,&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-113939102574361013?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113939102574361013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113939102574361013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113939102574361013' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-113783688376408589</id><published>2006-01-21T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:09:25.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Angels&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Airwaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i woke up with the feeling of that im experiencing a very bad hangover.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body clock is quite messed up now. considering that i woke up at 3pm, i barely get to come close to having lunch at noon.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yestday proved to be very,very hectic.&lt;br /&gt;drinks in,out. more orders, and a collosal upsurge of other duties that kept me busy till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Currently heres the crowd favourites;&lt;br /&gt;+ Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;+ Lychee Martini&lt;br /&gt;+ Mango Tango&lt;br /&gt;+ Sex On The Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the occasional weird ones, (eg. Mai Tai, Black Devil)&lt;br /&gt;and by the time i got home, needless to say, i didnt even need any music to get to bed but i crashed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;instantly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i visited two polys, Singapore Poly and Nanyang Poly.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Poly aint that bad, but i must admit that its Business School's campus desperately needs upgrading and a fresh layer of paint in every nip and corner because without it, it looks like its been there since the Japs invaded our tiny nation.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, they had the most delectable and mouth watering burger selling beside the canteen which was none other than the,&lt;strong&gt; RAMLY&lt;/strong&gt; Burger!&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Poly put up a dance performance at the auditorium when my friend and i got there in time to witness it and they were pretty good. Before we knew it, we were whisked away for a Business Tour to have a peek at all the rooms and little information booths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still considering as to which poly i would like to go to after i get my results. This decision never seems to settle and i'll be going to Tamasek Poly to see how things are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've haven't had much time to keep in touch with good friends from school, due to commitments from both sides of the fence. With job hunting, and many other stuff thats keeping a 'meet-up' date still undecided, a meeting is definitely long overdue, and hopefully we'll get to go out for a movie or just chill before the results are out and away.&lt;br /&gt;To any whose feeling that lifes going you a hard time, you're the only one who can change the way you feel, as you affirm yourself that youre the one  the controlling the very reins of the situation's outcome. Persevere when the going gets tough.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all my friends, who read this and to those who can't, hope you are doing well and hope that we can meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to those good old buddies that are in my inner circle, Ashes, Eoin, Tay, Kenneth, Arief, Yonghua, drop a msg and i'll be more that happy to get my ass up to meet you alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone else, i hope the holidays have been to a point utilised well if not, get that lazy ass going, and to those whom have been waiting patiently/impatiently for the O's results to be out, im sure you'll achieve you're objective academically and wish you all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; well in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-113783688376408589?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113783688376408589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113783688376408589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113783688376408589' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-113768285237096825</id><published>2006-01-19T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:00:52.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man its been so long since i last updated that the rust is there about forming alright. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;so far, the New Year has been going smoothly, except for a few hiccups here and there.&lt;br /&gt;But damn, does it feel great to cash in my first pay check!&lt;br /&gt;and boy' its definitely well utilised!&lt;br /&gt;like paying for library fines, paying for the drycleaners, and multiple other errands that life demands.&lt;br /&gt;And the job has been going fine and i got to splurge on clothes, and a bag i liked which i picked,together with my only one.&lt;br /&gt;Got my hands tied up with many other projects thats occupied the rest of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the holidays had befallen some particularly unpleasant news, regarding my accounts teacher, Mr David lee.&lt;br /&gt;Many have remembered him for many reasons, and he defintely has had an integral impact to the students whom had had the previlege to aquire indespensible knowledge and values through his help and guidence. &lt;br /&gt;Through ways that many have thought were perculiar, such as covering his texts and all numbers with small peices of paper, it made me realise that even such a subtle move could go that far in keeping the drive for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;to cover all those digits up, it prevented us from copying blindly onto the worksheets he provided, and would keep me from sleeping, due to that very want to know that answers.&lt;br /&gt;He definitely did have an impact towards me, especially when i heard the saddening news.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to another visit to the 'dreamland-of-everything-fuzzy', to seek solace in everything fuzzy and i shall be back for everything fuzzy. bye fuzzies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-113768285237096825?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113768285237096825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113768285237096825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113768285237096825' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-113472061648486596</id><published>2005-12-16T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T16:10:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much has happened, but i'll dish out the very highlights that made the holidays anything but boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;strong&gt;graduation night&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;although i entered the scene late, to see my friends dressed in their very best and to have taken pictures with them, i definitely had a great laugh at times. but what i would never forget was to occur after grad night. and that was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Clubbing&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CHEEKY &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MONKEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;We all went, got down to the dance floor, showed off our moves and individual styles, grooved to the goooood music and had a fab time party-ing ourselves right up to 3+.&lt;br /&gt;and boy', that i can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, &lt;strong&gt;job hunting&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;After clubbing and all,and to sustain that ultimate high, i gotta have cash!&lt;br /&gt;so, i started scouting and flipping through the papers for jobs that i could apply for.&lt;br /&gt;i even went job hunting with two good friends of mine, through the shops of orchard road. but we couldn't find one that oculd actually fit into the type that we're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;then, with the encouragement of a very very special person in my life, i decided to give Liquid Kitchen a ring and was set up for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;and before i know it,&lt;br /&gt;im a Bartender at &lt;em&gt;Liquid Kitchen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, im craving to find time to get exercising again!&lt;br /&gt;the longer-then-expected hiatus is proving rather unforgiving, as i just went on the weighing scale, and found out that all that &lt;em&gt;char kway teow&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;hokkien mee&lt;/em&gt; is definitely doing damage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sam has a dog, jin! the ever ferocious &lt;strong&gt;Small Tiger of Bishan! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be warned, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whippet does indeed resemble a tiger on cartain aspects, with its characteristic black stripes on its body.&lt;br /&gt;its really playful and always goes around, in search for a good body rum or  pat on the head.&lt;br /&gt;pretty demanding,&lt;br /&gt;just like its owner! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i gotta go, off in a jiffy!&lt;br /&gt;bye.bye! bye? bye*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-113472061648486596?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113472061648486596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113472061648486596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113472061648486596' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-113151313056255238</id><published>2005-11-09T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T13:12:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, this is a post in the midst of my o's, which commenced earlier this week.&lt;br /&gt;and the stress has by far escalated to an almost undearable level.&lt;br /&gt;today was english.&lt;br /&gt;they say you should be able to enter the exam hall with a heart beating at-the-ever-normal pace.&lt;br /&gt;but such a feeling i did not encounter today, but instead the total opposite.&lt;br /&gt;phrases banged in my head, entering the brain waves, some stayerd and others left.&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty confident about it today.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;and many more papers to go, many more to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday's on the 15.   thats so quick.   thats time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes fast and slow. i'lll be cherishing every moment right after this 'exam escape' is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you arnd. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-113151313056255238?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113151313056255238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/113151313056255238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113151313056255238' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112922985712421397</id><published>2005-10-14T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T02:57:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as my mind rocked into an &lt;strong&gt;emotional decadence&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you spoke of words that made the sky more grey.&lt;br /&gt;and made silence sound ever more solemn.&lt;br /&gt;in your mind, thoughts should be swirling without direction,&lt;br /&gt;even after the stressed explanations which are of only truth which enamate from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i have made mistakes before,&lt;br /&gt;but they are never as bad as that.&lt;br /&gt;inside me,&lt;br /&gt;my heart &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;screams&lt;/span&gt; the utter truth,&lt;br /&gt;and can merely hope that it can pass through and shatter the walls to prevent it from reaching your ears.&lt;br /&gt;my feelings bang on its fragile enclave of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;to let you know i have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing to hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i want you to believe my spoken words,&lt;br /&gt;and to regain the trust from you which was lost on incidents that were never under my control,&lt;br /&gt;it is no use repeating if you don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;to know that an uneasiness spreads across you, it hits back to me twice as hard.&lt;br /&gt;double the &lt;em&gt;power&lt;/em&gt;, double the &lt;em&gt;punch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;if you so believe the logical explanations are just a pack of lies,&lt;br /&gt;that it would be really futile to explain myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all i've been saying is the &lt;em&gt;truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112922985712421397?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112922985712421397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112922985712421397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112922985712421397' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112914595996363824</id><published>2005-10-13T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:39:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;just had supper at the prata shop near my place with a few friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;skipped school today. Or rather, it more like my inability to get up even with the alarms and the incessant ringing enamanting from my handphone, due to the many late nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Been spending it plodding through some cluster prelim papers. But as i look through one Food and Nutrition paper to the next, i contemplate as to whether i had a ill-fated choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just guess that the thought of the marker marking your artwork based on his personal preference just swarmed my mind with an unspoken uneasiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;But with Food and Nutrition, it more so the contary. There is so much material that i think 1 and 1/2 hours a day of mugging it purely would only scrape its surface. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;so then here i was today, scanning through paper after paper, marking scheme after marking scheme, in hopes of finding a point in which i can start on, keeping in fact that its a subject that overwhelms with its content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME CHECK&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.39AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;I don't care for your sweet scent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;or the way you want me more than I want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;anyway, im off now. Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112914595996363824?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112914595996363824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112914595996363824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112914595996363824' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112870668587247239</id><published>2005-10-08T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:38:05.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hello hello hello there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These past few days have been pretty productive and has kept the sprouting of thoughts endlessly through the span of the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;During the start of the week, i've started talking to a friend after sometime when communication was on a halt (for a reason i do not know up to now), which i am definitely glad about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you do read this, thanks for the company and the reigniting of our friendship for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In regards to the recent bombing that have hit Bali once again, it sad that some would carry out such i'll-fated actions that causes precious lives and grief to many in a quest to fulfill their cause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Till when will they realise that not only does it paint a negative prespective to many about their cause, but involves the innocent who asked for nothing else but to see their loved ones as they wake up for each new morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Classes haven't been that much interesting, given the fact that other classmates including I dont come to school due to oversleep or pure laziness after a long day, but im glad i went for f&amp;n today as we got a whole load of other school's examination papers and the past year's GCE O level papers to practise on,which i am grateful to my teachers especially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Moreover, since Chinese is definitely out of the topic for me, i have to get a decent grade for the subject if i am to seek the possibility of improved to reach my targets.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Which leads on to two matters in particular; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; When one gets better results than another, to head into the direction of being 'humble' as some might categorise it under is the best of all options. If not, than what is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then to those who feel that being quiet about one's results isn't the route to follow, this should be the situation that fits one's ideals i suppose;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Presay, ManA had received 80% for Subject X. And his friend, Man B had 70% for that particular subject.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;If the route of 'being humble' isnt  taken.&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What should replace ManA's words for ," Its Okay only la. Could try and do better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Should he say," Yes! Superb, i know i did great/good/excellent for this paper. &lt;em&gt;Hurray&lt;/em&gt;."  &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe its just my nature, but i see no need to speak of a victory when my friends around have not done as well. But to aquaintences who have not done well this time round, there is only one path, and it is that of improvement especially in the most crucial of tests that will surface in a matter of weeks. But with utilising one'snatural resilience to cope with the such collossal mountains, they can be conquered and defeated. Go for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes, individuals tend to want to compete with others in terms of academics, and when they realise the final results after tabulation, they seem uncapable to handle the defeat/win well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dont get me wrong to the tune that i do not advocate healthy competition among friends in academics which is ever more prevalent due to the pressure in Singapore's Education System. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for a fact, i feel that it should be condoned as it keeps both parties on their edge to outperform one another, and ultimately do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but silence (after realising that one is beaten) is a definitely the sad way to end a good competition. Moreover, the losing party should understand that this wasnt a victory and should instead feel glad for a friend of his achievement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dont pit yourself with a friend, lose and then keep an unending silence like as though he made the mistake of getting a better grade, thats just wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What if the tables were turned, would it be worth the experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh wait, lets not start about the under-the-table bad mouthing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to next time, &lt;em&gt;bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112870668587247239?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112870668587247239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112870668587247239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112870668587247239' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112841402243642423</id><published>2005-10-04T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:20:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and here goes a after prelim post, rightt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting all them results,im pretty glad of what i achieved. a stark contrast to what i recieved for my mid-years.  but taking into consideration that i didnt put in much for the mids, there it goes without much surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what did catch my attention was how upon knowing the marks of my competitiors, as i expected them to beat be by a mile since i made countless careless mistakes,which i couldnt believe i made.&lt;br /&gt;Even the exam condition stress cant be an excuse, oh well. during the O's, there will be less of that for sure. and so,&lt;br /&gt;but i know for sure im gonna do better for maths, with all the maths practise papers that the teachers been hitting us with, which i definitely am grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Something for a friend;&lt;br /&gt;-the poems were good,&lt;br /&gt;  i wouldn't be surprised if they were borrowed for a song.&lt;br /&gt;  and if you make that one step at a time,&lt;br /&gt;  you won't have to notice her from afar.&lt;br /&gt;  go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with this defintive sound in my head that speaks of a good sleep right about now, im off.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112841402243642423?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112841402243642423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112841402243642423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112841402243642423' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112739277754562450</id><published>2005-09-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:39:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with another major sickness. and this feels even worse than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night proved too much for my mind to handle. With upsurge of new information that's just begging to be remembered, got a serious migrane and even 2 Panadols couldn't rid the sucky overall feeling.&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up this morning, it wasn't any better but worse in fact. With a bad sore throat and a running nose, i armed myself sufficiently, fulled loads eitht he extra packets of tissue paper and a large bottle of endurance to last me the two papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the unprecendented changes made in deference to the Prelim POA Paper that took up the morning's first time slot, i stumbled at times but gave it my best, while keeping a tissue plugged into one nostril. By the time it came to Food and Nutrition, my mind was pretty much tossed in all directions, and did minimal studying during the intercession to prevent the ever-painful headACHE. If i ever looked okay in school after recess, my acting skills should have passed the international standards, because i seriously feel the complete opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i could barely keep my eyelids open, as though ive got the upper and lower sections joined tight by elephant glue. Once i got myself a resting place, it definitely wasn't given a chance, and got my mind relaxed in 3 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*Sometimes things in life happen too quickly, and it seems to go away so quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  From usual night chatter to just a good luck handshake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  All one can do is just pause for just a moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  and ponder as to what happened wrongly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  Dinner should never be an option, it just turns down your appetite after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112739277754562450?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112739277754562450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112739277754562450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112739277754562450' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112729125020226989</id><published>2005-09-21T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:27:30.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been totally consumed with the dog-eared textbooks, countless post-its and scribbled notes brimming at the top of my desk, and the stack ain’t coming down just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far a few of the major papers have passed, thankfully. But there still accounts and the ever-so-dreadful Food and Nutrition left on the list. Slept at 3am last night to cram everything I knew for Chemistry and bunch of mathematical equations, but after assessing the outcome of today’s math paper, I might just have to rely on the O’s papers in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it pretty much irritates when certain individuals seek to try and conform you to a certain template of you personality and your mental chain of thought. At times, adjectives and descriptions that seem so far off to you might actually seem probable to them.&lt;br /&gt;P.S – A knack on how to dispel and formulate sarcasm is definitely (under my books at least) not a negative trait of an individual. Descriptors that seemingly fit that of a arrogant, selfless or even Leo-like star sign doesn’t gel with this guy, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it’s just me, but I personally don’t think you can fit one’s personality from the pages of a Star Sign book.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, it’s frustrating to know that another person doesn’t know who you really are and react to you differently because of these certain ‘qualities’ that she/he thinks you ‘are’.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about seeking to know the true person within before making such far-off presumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who don not actually know how to read the Star signs and attempt to comprehend in a day, get that fucked up carp out of the window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112729125020226989?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112729125020226989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112729125020226989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112729125020226989' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112652897154131712</id><published>2005-09-12T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:42:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my life is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my rights are absolutely wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so wake me up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before you leave today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something i need to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause they'll be &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; when you're gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of my time currently in placed on the covers of the stack-high notes and text that fill my room. so that's for all the non-blogging that has plaughed me these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;And yes,&lt;br /&gt;i have loads to revise and boil down to study for the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a mountain high of information just for Food and Nutrition (lets not even start on Social Studies..sheeh), time is definitely not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cannot wait for the final proof, the smoking gun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It could come in the form of a &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mushroom cloud&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112652897154131712?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112652897154131712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112652897154131712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112652897154131712' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112610240570111523</id><published>2005-09-07T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:13:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She makes me feel like it's raining outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm always nervous on days like this like the prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I get too scared to move, &lt;em&gt;cause what else can i do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your words are kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's too easy to complicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be strong when things fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honest this breaks my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i got some sort of internet connection at me place finally, but unfortunately i still can't get the it to the desktop- but the laptop should hold up for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hols have had its mornings, filled with lessons to get us prepared for the Prelims and O's. The school has already conjoured up an elaborate plan that would, hopefully, get us fully prepared by the time the O's commences. And after a good few hours in school,  a few friends and i would make our way to a friend's house to basically, &lt;strong&gt;chill&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed up my CCA Draft form to my teacher, and spent a good 1/2hr on my handphone to try and clarify and recollect as to what events i had participated in and what were the outcomes. But i definitely hope that with what i've added, i can at least push my current score to a notch higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam, you never fail to bore me,&lt;br /&gt;lets do the 'all-great-licking' game all over again!&lt;br /&gt;always mine. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112610240570111523?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112610240570111523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112610240570111523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112610240570111523' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112566992230306865</id><published>2005-09-02T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:05:22.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;torn and frayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;currently if you guys were wondering as to my absense from being online and blogging in particular, its due to the fact that the internet connection over at my place is pretty fried up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thats right, screwed at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and thankfully i've had an opportunity to share my plight with the masses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i'll get back to keeping your eyes and ears updated on the latest happenings in the life of the subject, 'me'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hence, to next time (and if possible soon...) , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so long, grubby meat hooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but to my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thinkingabout you always even when i shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aint that great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112566992230306865?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112566992230306865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112566992230306865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112566992230306865' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112490046663808462</id><published>2005-08-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:27:25.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mortified and just &lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt; for words. you're &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good at filling the gaps&lt;/span&gt;, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've noticed a strange re-occurence that has haunted me since the days back then when Social Studies got into my secondary curriculum which is thought by Mdm. Cheng. In moments when im caught on and off guard, she would be looking upon me with piercing eyes while she talks, leaving me with no avenue to dip my head down or shut my eyes for a few meagre seconds before getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;With a witness top affirm this, its pretty obvious that she looks at me so many times that at moments it gets freaky and all i can do is just dorn an understanding facial appearance and nod in comprehension. Thankfully, we were given time to get going at another school's Prelim SS paper, keeping the lesson from reaching an acute stage of staleness and dryness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there was no P.E today. Before the incessant moaning and vulgarites found its way, we proceeded to the AV Theatre and watching Final Destination on the decent-sized projector. In the midst of watching the show without any interruption, in barged a class of sec 1's who made such a racket that would make any vistor think that he was visiting a bunch of kids suffering from servere hypertension or a serious bout of verbal dihorrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have had a 5674K carat ruby or diamond on my forehead today to make individuals to want to look at me to a point where keeping my head under the choulders of friend's is the only option.&lt;br /&gt;*i dont reignite past memories, i hope you don't too either. Things are better off this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'll be having my Science Prelim Practical. gone through the notes over again a couple of times, i'll just leave it to memory retention from here on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am off to discover what other micro-organisms infect the beds on care-free individuals around the mass of circled rock, (known to common scientist as anunidentified object called Earth) to next time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112490046663808462?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112490046663808462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112490046663808462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112490046663808462' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112481520395035819</id><published>2005-08-24T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:07:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a day of keeping obscure during recess to hide away from the staring eyes coming from my right. you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the need to exercise rings in my mind pretty clearly after a good look in the mirror this evening. but by the time i enter home, all that is fixated in my mind is to drop to bed for a good rest. but i'll have to address that soon, the muscles have been complaining too long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking forward for P.E tomorrow, but definitely not the 2 hours of Social Studies that is scheduled as the first on the agenda in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;thinking about you even when silence around me draws close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing that you can't be by my side just keeps my smile and shoulders slump.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are always on my mind when the day starts to the end, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112481520395035819?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112481520395035819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112481520395035819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112481520395035819' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112472877813689108</id><published>2005-08-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T00:39:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;detached from society&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;out with the enthusiastic expressions for a bit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nothing exceedingly interesting found its place in school today, except a few good laughs during recess that many of my friends including Samuel Tay can vouch for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that spells out one of my few weaknesses (which only those who everenter this blog would come to know about, so keep them eyelids- open! aite?) ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weakness 1 of 53420&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The inabililty to control one's laughter at a fool-proof joke without any regards for my Sourroundings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and when that happened today, it almost sent the the orange juice in my mouth right into the unfortunate person to my front. But it cannot be helped my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even my classmates would recall, of me laughing at during my class Parliament Visit. Even multiple sharp pinches could help suppress the laughter that emerged straight out of my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch out, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;laugh-resistant environments&lt;/span&gt; (eg. the recently-opened National Library, Istana Open House 2006 ), im right around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i got back my CCA Summary Record today buit was pretty shocked to see what was recorded. I do note that i was't very regular in terms of attendance due to personal issues at home, but quite a number of events that i had participated in were ommited for soem quirky reason.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, im armed tommorrow with my&lt;strong&gt; black pen&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;CCA Summary Record&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;a good memory&lt;/strong&gt; to request for the necessary changes.&lt;br /&gt;ONWARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that bugged my day was recieving my essay for the Question," Flight" that was used as one of the choices for the Composition Segemnt of the O' Level Examinations 2004.&lt;br /&gt;After reading it, i noticed that i made a couple of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super-exceedingly stupid errors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that i couldn't believe i penned down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have been thinking about home or the turtle of my dreams while i wrote the closing chapters. Its either that or i was just in a rush to complete it all.&lt;br /&gt;It would DEFINTIELY need double-checking for my future essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although up to this stage, i'll be pretty &lt;em&gt;frank&lt;/em&gt;. The benefits of a flexible timetable and the end to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reign of school uniforms&lt;/span&gt; in Polytechnics does appear appealing, the though of going into JC doesn't sound that bad either since i'll be meeting a whole different class of people altogether.&lt;br /&gt;And if that doesn't sound tough enough and i picked Polytechnic as the institution for me to further my studies, i'll have to ponder as to whether to pick up the study of Biomedical Science or Business Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i still have some time and then i'll make the relevant choices soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to give my eye sockets, fingertips and mind a break to get ready for torture in school tml.&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;To those who have visited, thanks for popping by. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;And if you do feel comfortable, do leave a Message on the tagboard for comments on the right.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you all! (including the 1000th visitor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, mutants of monkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112472877813689108?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112472877813689108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112472877813689108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112472877813689108' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112447740691302242</id><published>2005-08-20T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T03:04:14.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a long distant call to the loved and the not-very accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;keeping in mind the serverity of my health the past few days, the unabrupted urge to blog has arisen and whoosh, to those who've been waiting ever so patiently, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The throat infection and swelling that i had encountered the previous days were nothing compared to any sore throst i have had to unwillingly endure since the start of the year. Even swallowing my own saliva was and presently is a chore on its own, and hence i had to postpone my O Level Oral Exam due to this. Instead of taking it with my acquaintences on Wednesday, i took it today with the sec5 pupils to share my bouts of nervousness and panic.&lt;br /&gt;Its like it is easy to talk in front of people whom i have rubbed shoulders with in class and i can do fairly well. However, the degree of the Exam's importance just keeps the thought of i stubbling in front of the examiners more of a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oral went fine - although there was a turn when i was caught slightly surprised when the examiner asked an immediate question upon me starting on picture discussion. In whole, i hope i would get a good grade, to ease in my bid for an A1 in English for the O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides from the Oral, the upcoming Science Practical for the Prelims and later on for the O's has been on my mind since the past week. Even its importance was stressed today by teachers that briefed us on the essential point to note, in regards to shift and seationg arrangement. That is actually another segment in which i hope to achieve excellence in to give me much more flexibilty later on.&lt;br /&gt;Im particularly better in Com. Physics. Right up to this day, the thought on how some would consider Chemistry to be 'far easier' than Physics still puzzles me. Alhough some would view Physics as that of a very mundane nature, but all you have to do is memorise a bunch of formulas and defintions and you've got it in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas Chemistry is flooded with writing equations, to calculating questions regarding the Mole Concept. So not me, but what the heck, im getting the hang of it!&lt;br /&gt;In no time i'm pretty sure i'll achieve the result i desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least an a1 for postive thinking, aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what cannot be ignored is the Science Department's teachers effort for trying to raise the standard and level of competency of the Sciences in that of the students. They definitely do deserve commendation, as it can be highlighted in the regular flow of worksheets and Past Year Papers that are being issued to us as the weeks pass.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, to the teachers, an apppreciative &lt;em&gt;Thank You&lt;/em&gt; would be apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the academics, i've got the house guitar out of the truck and tried to play a few numbers during my spare time. Its being pretty long since i last strummed but its a definite instrument to play when all that stress rolls down nice and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, due to other commitments, i have yet to read a book and i need to evoke that passion soon. But there mcuh be that very book that captures you and captivates your attention to reignite that passion to read.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't find the book. &lt;em&gt;The book finds you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - Schedules are hectic and time is left on the other end of the table. Thats is when i'll need your understanding. Such jabs to the heart with the unwelcoming words, i know they only are meant for that split second. I won't want you to change entirely, because it ain't very fair. But we'll ride it through, that i know for sure. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to next time when a short hiatus is no longer present,&lt;br /&gt;i'll do my best in keeping your wanting to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very well,&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112447740691302242?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112447740691302242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112447740691302242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112447740691302242' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112411760288164857</id><published>2005-08-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T03:01:00.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;romeo and juliet &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"im so sick that reaching for the razorblade is there about my only options.due to my present condition,i seek affinity and understanding from thy readers.thanks." &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i did it :) im no scott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112411760288164857?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112411760288164857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112411760288164857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112411760288164857' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112271367079496631</id><published>2005-07-30T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:54:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How's the new template? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talk all about it on the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; tagboard&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thankew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112271367079496631?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112271367079496631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112271367079496631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112271367079496631' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112271388800391660</id><published>2005-07-30T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:59:32.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alchemy of warfare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; calls for &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;improvisation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the yesterday proved to be another day that sprouted with unsurmountable stress and indefinite rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;woke up pretty late. very actually. according to the time, i didn't even have an extra minute to complete my pancakes and rushed out in a jiffy. school didnt ask for much (as what i presumed at first..) and went to the chem lab for a mock practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the day's practical was alot easier in comparison to last week's session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but im slowling intergration the lab skills right down to memory and would be fairly confident about the Chem O' level practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but the Physics pract. still remains unclear to most, including myself. When the teacher just lays it what to do with minimal detail and shoos everyone to the benches to get started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i aint surprised why most are left wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;had f&amp;amp;n for the second part of the day. and that proved to be the day's potent killer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we starting druming on the computer keybords once we got in and that didn't stop for a good 6 hours, only to leave the computer lab at 6 with dry eyes and a running nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;after a few hasty manoeuvres and brisk walking steps, i got myself home to get ready to attend chij's drama night. almost late and ticketless, i took a cab with a friend and we made our way there just before it started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;the musical performance by the guitar-strumming gurls were pretty good but the play was pretty draggy. Too much words at parts but thankfully there was the break right about the middle that kept sleeping at bay. it should have had more jokes in between to keep the crowd entertained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but i gotta give it to the girls that managed to remember so many of their lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;got back home pretty late, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and propped myself in front of the tv after a good dinner. im glad i watched tv until i was too tired to do anything else as i actually found out a whole lotsa stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;for example,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;who knows more about Che Guevara besides the outline of his face that sold in almost every aparrell shop around the island, form Pinnensula Plaza to the shops on the outskrits of Toa Payoh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so then i happened to be flicking the channels an saw a documentary about Fidel Castro and his bunch of communist fighters. so then i found out in 20minutes that he's a Cuban revolutionary and political leader who fostered revolutionary activity in the Congo and was Castro's right-hand man right about the time he directed an ineffective guerrilla movement, and got excuted after capture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and much more about him dealing with the country's finances after being the President of the national bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but certainly he's more content with fingering the trigger than running a few notes through his fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;more snippets along the way that left the remote control untouched until the programme ended.&lt;br /&gt;now how's that for an interesting documentary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, im off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112271388800391660?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to prove otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a kid goes into a candy shop since days ago, he finds his favourite candy no other place could offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he keeps buying and enjoying it day in day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then he gets a 5 day break from it due to the the many other fufilments the day entails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then after those five days, he finally is able to go back to the shop to get his ultimate candy in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after he manages to get it and is so full of joy and happiness, the candy doesnt give off the good flavour it gave about 5 days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he really questions why something like this could go wrong in his head. and loves the candy really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but everytime he seeks the question, he doesnt get an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but he tries to stay optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after many times of asking and waiting so badly for the candy to return its good original flavour, it still doesnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he doesnt know what else to ask or say or do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he's trying really hard, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then the vibrant energy from which he had in the beginning of the day starts dying down slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to look at it, there isn't much else he can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then after that, the boy makes a pretty long journey back home and after a good shower, he still feels pretty lousy from the candy incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then he decides to go over to his friend's place so that he can unwind, look through his assignments and get the earlier matter out of his chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he mades his way to the house exit and says his good wishes to his mum when he's stopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he goes up to hear what the matter is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and he explains to his mum about his going-over, but his mum &lt;em&gt;prohibits&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but he know's that he very well cna't really study at home due to the fact that temptations surround.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;tries to explain that too, but its like talking to the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and just 5minutes later, he sees his mum walk out the door to 'go out'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;note;he still loves the candy no doubt. and he's sure it'll return to its original flavour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats a day where i'll just wanna make the vase fly to the wall at the other end of the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ruined day, totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112256169646758842?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112256169646758842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112256169646758842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112256169646758842' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112214431884538774</id><published>2005-07-24T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:45:18.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up last night super tired but the day will never be forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the moves just kept running through my head, and i went to school with a pretty high fever and running nose. but that wasn't about to ruin the big day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eXodus Crew's First Public Performance at China Town&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The endless rehearsals started once school ended and quite a number of people went to the hall to watch us through it. To those who did come, thanks for the encouragement and claps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But maybe its just me, but once i know and see that my friend's are looking at me perform, the moves that ive wanted to do kinda disappear for that very moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically, i get freaking nervous and that happened during the rehersals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so if i gave a crappy show at the auditions, sorry bout that yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i personally know it and made it a point to end rehersal slightly earlier so that we can get something to munch on in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyway, i just remembered the movies and at around 3, we and about 35 other people comprising of the Malay Dance gurls got onto a bus, heading to Cheena Town.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when we got off the bus, the location looked pretty deserted but once we got to the correct venue, it wasnt too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the dance was 1 minute away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;when though the chereography one final time and pledged to give it out down-right best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;once we got on stage, the rest was &lt;em&gt;history&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't forget my moves to my surprised and eased up on my solo performance, that im really glad about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The clapping from the audience just made it feel ever more worth it.  great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*thanks for being there when i need you most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  even the 'walk of silence' near the train tracks will never be forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  the card you gave under the shed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  i'll never stop to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  thank you, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;we went off after that and had dinner at J8 before heading home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so with the pictures below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112214431884538774?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214431884538774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214431884538774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214431884538774' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112214259225596630</id><published>2005-07-24T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:16:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/640/P1010066.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/320/P1010066.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it yet, anybody?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112214259225596630?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214259225596630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214259225596630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214259225596630' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112214248396116363</id><published>2005-07-24T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:14:43.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/640/P1010049.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/320/P1010049.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the act of seriousness and a smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112214248396116363?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214248396116363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214248396116363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214248396116363' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112214240089683827</id><published>2005-07-24T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:13:20.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/640/P1010050.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/320/P1010050.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a member for the complete eXodus&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112214240089683827?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214240089683827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112214240089683827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214240089683827' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112145404165303536</id><published>2005-07-16T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T03:17:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just got my self out of my textbooks and im taking a study break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after taking a deserving nap in just now, i can't get to sleep and so i decided to spend my morn studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the excellent cool weather makes it even better! hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im off to continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy weekend, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112145404165303536?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112145404165303536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112145404165303536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112145404165303536' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112144644558190224</id><published>2005-07-16T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T03:19:01.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;decisons fly right off the wall and rockets through the walls with defying moon craters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats a good one liner to sum up whats been happening with me right to this present moment. Had Chemistry for the first half of the day. Thankfully, i had great company to talk to while she was dishing out a quick revision on a topic that i'll be grilled on when taking one-out-of-three revision tests that would take me 2 weeks straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;contemplating deeply, time is really not on my side at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;not since the start of the year for that matter. But things seem to go faster just when youv'e having the feeling of taking out your flip-flops and just rest for that one moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But i'll just get my a1s, nothings gonna stop that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my potential has never stopped me, never now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so that would give a good indication why i update ever so please bare with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;furthermore, Dance has been taking up a good portion of my time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After much chances to the moves, we're coming up with a different piece altogether. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope it'll be enjoyed. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;exercise has been put on a whole since my last Judo training about 4weeks ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i took my NAFA this week and considering it all, im pretty glad about what i've achieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tabulating my score for the whole thing, i had enough points to gaurantee me a Gold for nafa without even taking the 2.4 km.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;how cool it that? hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;simply put,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was all too amazed to get just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*the room was all pink with a mustard-coloured monkey and red bed covers for company. the anna sui perfumes and the blue/black/grey guess watches on the table. the white cupboard and the tele hanging off the wall. it was all great from start to finish. had a fab time. wont trade it for a levis straight cut or a brand-new mazda. just hit the reply button just once and i'll do it again. nothing seems out of place, it'll stay that way. great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, im off to fulfil other accomplishments that keep me going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy reading and good luck tagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112144644558190224?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112144644558190224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112144644558190224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112144644558190224' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-112101161965795908</id><published>2005-07-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T00:06:59.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was suppose to meet up with a friend to kickstart my morning at the gym but i could barely get myself to reach the toilet to begin with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and after a great lunch i made my way to the macs around the corner to get to my books. im starting to grasp what i used to get confused about for chemistry but the mole concept thang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its still too moley to comphrehend, but i'll get around it soon. yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and after brushing up on my revision for maths and that, i made my way to j8 to meet another  close friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and had a freakin' &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; time from the start to end without a &lt;em&gt;doubt&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which a would say a very big thank you once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here I am, I'm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so here I am, are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kiss you, taste you, all night, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-112101161965795908?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112101161965795908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/112101161965795908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112101161965795908' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111979505812559480</id><published>2005-06-26T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:10:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just had dinner with a few friends at a coffee shop near my place.  moreover, the place dishes out undoubtedly the best coffee ever in this tiny 'red dot'.! no kid. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before that, the day seemed to prove to be a busy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whats new, huh?. hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in the morning i got my dose of the sunday papers and checked to make sure i wont be scrambling around the house in search of my uniform for tomorrow. the typical on a monday morning. after a good read, i accompanied my bro to have his hair cut at the barbers around the corner before meeting up with a a few crew friend's for dance practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Exceeding our time limit by a good 20mins, we had our way to Macs to dig into maths problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which does bloody well emphasise the fact that i need to get a math tutor, quick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;looking at it all, time really passes so quick that is hard to think that it would just be a few more months before i will be seated at the school hall taking the o's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the same experience in the school hall for the year's mid year examinations just gives the feeling that it took place last week or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, yesterday i went for private training in preparation for the Nationals this coming friday. Its really scary to think what effect 2months without exercise can do to my body. Normally i could have lasted a good 5minutes whith a clear view of what i wanted to execute in the sparring arena. But just yeaterday, 3 minutes was more than enough to give me the entire 'energy-consuming' experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now that doesn't really paint a good picture right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i'll be doing  my best, never to let myself down no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watch out, furry racoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even after the obs course has long passes, the feeling of going kayaking and going for long hikes hasn't really left me. Moreover, i just discovered a place where i can go for rockclimbing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thats just great. hahas. can't wait to check the place out, and hopefully become a frequent visitor maybe once im cleared or my o's and when im left with all that spare time to squander on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway, im off to try and get to bed so that i can (possibly) get up tomorrow. will be having my parliament visit after school, will keep you updated on the sights and sounds of the old shanty town k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bye! best regards, gremlins! hahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111979505812559480?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111979505812559480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111979505812559480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111979505812559480' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111951316036855791</id><published>2005-06-23T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T01:14:10.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i aint got alot of time to deliver along post, so enjoy this hopefully short one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lately, lots of things have been on my mind, which need action soon or at least immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. In order of importance, this would indefinitely be the one which has caused quite some thinking and multiple late nights of sheer ponder. The National Judo Competition commences on the first week when the school's doors open. The thought of clinching a another medal, especially one at the Nationals has been brooding on my mind since i won one at the Kyu Grade Judo Competition earlier this year. Moreover since it would be the last major competition i would be participating in beofre in sink deep in preparation for the O's, it can't be taken lightly. So, ever since the past two months, i have been fully submersed in the Star Programme that collides with my Judo trainings in the mornings. Even more so, i missed the Judo camp that was held in school due to other commitments that could not be turned down or postponed. The OBS camp had me left with one week less to train for the upcoming event. Also, i was unable to attend the training the week after due to personal commitments. So all that boils down to barely 3 weeks( only 4 training sessions in school to be exact*)to train or physically prepare myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Its like entering the battlefield with a good gun but without enough bullets to face the enemy. As much as i would want to be an optimist, it just doesn't seem to weigh in my favour, at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Especially at such a crucial point of my academic success, i kinda feel that i need a math tutor to help quell my doubts in a subject i that has not been my liking since primary school. After very grateful help from a close friend in helping me locate a tutor, its given hope to the stack of unanswerable questions.  But what really irritates is procrastination from my parent. I know that we all have our fair share of it, and we all do exercise it from time to time, but sometimes it gets pretty much intolerable. And if i do voice on a reminder from time to time, i would get the same answer of ," Yea, okay. Hold on." or if not, another reponse in a negative light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What im suppose to say, im not to certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111951316036855791?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111951316036855791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111951316036855791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111951316036855791' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111902885551203211</id><published>2005-06-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T01:20:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you don't know now but you gonna find out. the after life project blow connection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there's so much that happened in the OBS camp that it really calls for compression of my post right here but i won't miss the juicy points! moreover the camp was simply great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the first day was pretty mundane as my group, Columbus had to check and account for whatever items were in our Store that could be used during the camp. boooring! very much so... the minutes go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although communication between my team members from Beatty Secondary and I was at a bare minimum during the first half of the day, the later night proved otherwise, to in a great aspect actually. Venga, an indian fella who roamed and canvassed the tents at night without catching a shut eye proved to be a very vocal dude. Shouting from the tent never really ceased throughout all the nights in Pulau Ubin and without second thought, he was in my tent during the nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You could really tell whether his competitors were the crickets or the frogs, but the competition proved tough till he claimed victory at last. But what's a camp without noise at night to satisfy some listening ears for funny jokes or shouts from others to shut his gap? great joker! hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An activity that i really was looking forward to was that of kayaking sice i signed up for the OBS course. Although i have done it before, it's just one of those things you just wanna go for any day and anytime. get what i kinda mean? yea? But i had to tell myself to keep awake while my instructor was going through the theory aspect of it all, because it was a long summary of the capsise drill and how to get on and off the slim fibreglass invention. So as a strapped up my life vested and go my ass on the kayak with a friend, Rina paddling behind me, we left the scarliy-soft sanded shore and headed towards 'Ketam' Island. HOWEVER, Rina lived up to the title of a 'Tai Tai' at times i must say, as i had to paddle both of us +the kayak without any assistance as she admired the view of 'i-don't-really-know-what' while my arms were doing the dirty work. sadist! hahs. all in a bout of good fun and laughter yea! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With complete candor, the small island didn't look that far from my unobstructed view at the shore, but ho no', it actualy a fairly large island that proved a haven from the mangrove trees surrounding the dirty looking water around it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although it was tiring at some stages due to the fact that my lags were in the kayak for quite some time, it was purely an unforgettable experience. but the salt water did get into the eyes at times, that proved 'unforgettable' too, but in the very opposite motion. But what the heck, it dished out extreme fun and left me with a great brown tan. great! hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the field-cooking had its great moments too. too great to forget actually. yupps. the power of thy hextamine tablets and a lighter gave us all a packet of Maggi on a few nights and lotsa can food ranging from Tuna to Chickem Curry. Samantha, a good friend i met had to tolerate the nonsense of another guy, Kai Vearn and I as we rambled on our nonsense throughout our eating time. poor you. ahhs. But it wasn't that bad after all right.? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another game that caught many people's attention, and certainly that of the male's, what that of the 'Nutcracker' high ropes element. It made many guys winch as the tight harness pulled everything in between with surmountable pressure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After noticing two of my other Watch/group members work the station, Kai Vearn and I gave it a go and we managed to get the top, without holding on to the rope connected to the harness. what a challenge but it was done! hahs. just keeping the thought that a good aquaintence of mine and i did it according to our own kinda 'guideline/rules' such as not to touch to belaying rope at all just brought the satisfaction feelings up 2 more notches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;success for the moonwalker on a log dangling in the air! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There so much that i wanna voice out about the Course that it demands a long post but due to retrictions that i have to abide by, i gotta end it shorter. but definitely without its thankews;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Charles- It was great to finally get to communicate with you even though we cross paths with sealed lips in school previously. The help here-and-there hasn't gone unnoticed so keep working on your abs and call me over to the gym as a buddy, im all game! hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rina- You self-titled Bear that goes for tasty chunks of meat that can be preferably found at ones shoulder. yupps. you right there! lol. the 'tai tai' of the modern lifestyle and the queen of the digital camera-o, gotta send me those pics we took and the others so that i too can load it up yea. hurry! hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S- Change that hair brush! its hazardous to Thy hair folicles yea! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ryan a.k.a my brother of our Eurasian essence- The help you offered, i can't go all quiet right there. deserves a shout out even here. Thanks bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kai Vearn- So much memories and our highly-dubbed nonsensical games we play ever so often that brings wide grins, the '50cent' game is still the favourite yea.lol. It was great to know someone who brings about much laughter with such a inviting and humble approach to friendships. It was great that we became relateively good friends in such a short period, but it can't well be forgotten. Thanks for the laughs dude! hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Samantha Lee- Caught in between the crosshairs of almost all of Kai Vearn's and my expressions and laughter, it is definitely great to get to know a pleasant person like you. The scratching of your mosquito bites all over and you complaining about its itchness just makes me laugh perculiar reasons for that matter. I aint a sadist! yupps. but o'well. at least laughter came out of it righty? lol. Thanks a million for all the short talks and good segments of laughter littered throughout the camp! hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to others, it is due to commitments that has forced me to shorten such a post, my apologises. But do take note that im none the less glad to get to become friends and thank you for the moments of laughter and impact that possibly stirred lengthened thought and reflection through the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111902885551203211?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111902885551203211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111902885551203211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111902885551203211' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111850789545142648</id><published>2005-06-11T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:38:15.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;harlooooooooooooooooooooooo- hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(to hear the '&lt;strong&gt;Live&lt;/strong&gt;' version, Please call 62353535 and reqest for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daffy the Monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just got back from my grandparent's place. Didn't play cards this time because everyone adopted the lazy day attitude for the evening. But the Crab curry was the definite highlight of the day, and the was great to have a much-deserved chat with the oldies after far too long. How can my grandparents not be great conversationists is they are updated with the latest news, and even know about the Stock Market, Property Dealership and much more that would be labelled as things for the Young Generation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Simply superb! hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I spent last night at Ashley's place and spent the rest of yesterday with him at Thomson Plaza. Currently, he's just got a haircut and it looks pretty weird. Moreover, his chubby cheeks just makes the look way funnier. HAHA. fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once both of us got there, we dashed to KFC to satisfy his craving for a Zinger Burger while we chatted on whatever that was deemed as 'recent news'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Soon after, without hesistation, we made our way to play Counterstrike at the Lan-Gaming Shop around the area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After the experience, it raised thoughts as the the possibility of me opening a Lan Shop( thats blasphemy! oh no!hahs). Can you imagine how much cash goes into the register each hour, especially if i encounter those (like Ashley and I) who exceed their expected time limit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking about big bucks right there! hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So as we shot each other time and time again in the game, before we knew it, 2 hours had just passed in a blink( many actually! yups.) of an eye. It left us with slight eye strain while we went to Video Ezy to get a few good movies to rent so that we can watch later at his place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Along with a few of his friends, it took is a good 25minutes walking up and down the same racks finding good movies and we &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; picked two- Blade Trinity and Drumline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After all that searching, we made our way to his place and watched Drumline first. Dang, the fellas drumming was dope and a definite crowd-jumper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that added another item to my ' &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Intending to L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;earn&lt;/span&gt;' List. yupp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the dinner prepared by his maid was undoubtedly great. It makes you wonder whether she hadd experience at the &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ritz or Shangri-La&lt;/span&gt; because im certain her food is the works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Giving time for all that the Prawn curry to get right to my stomach, we went to the gym and then watched Blade Trinity will the wee hours of the morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And after waking up feeling all groggy, my mum picked me up and we had lunch around the vacinity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Besides my &lt;em&gt;self-titled&lt;/em&gt; day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to those who have noticed( except one person of couse whom i would unwillingly keep mum about), i have had put up another addition to the side bar of my blog. Its aptly labelled 'extras' and that is where you will find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-websites i frequent that spark my interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-other things you can do/look/hear/watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-things which i labell 'unimportantly important'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as for music, this is a fraction of my playlist. enjoy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'An Honest Mistake' by The Bravery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'The Sound of Settling' by Death Cab for Cutie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Helena' by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not very much, but hopefully enough to keep the craving at bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bye.adios.bye!.adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111850789545142648?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111850789545142648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111850789545142648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111850789545142648' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111789402240033174</id><published>2005-06-04T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:07:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning of undisturbed sleep while others woke up to get dressed for Church of school was finally interrupted at 11 and spent the morning addressing issues on the com and getting my aparrell cupboard sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;at least half of it surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;then after all of that cleaning, i went with my mum to Suntec to go check out the  World Book Fair.&lt;br /&gt;got some stuff there, but the weird thing about it all was that there were proportionally more chinese books than english ones there.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a world book fair, where more people speak English than chinese and hence, logically, there should be more english ones being showcased?&lt;br /&gt;Not like im letting my hate for the language get in the way, but whats with all the chinese?&lt;br /&gt;After allowing the feeling of as if i was in a 'Book Fair in China' subside, i scanned the area and got my ass outa there.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went down to starbucks and i got myself a ice blended caramel.&lt;br /&gt;thats the best thang i'll never get sick of. the sweet taste just keeps everything moving. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then, walked around suntec, went to topman, levis and other stores to check out the designs and didnt mind picking something up but nothing really caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;soon sfter, i had dinner and reached home not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;that sums my day of mother-son bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;so  bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111789402240033174?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111789402240033174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111789402240033174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111789402240033174' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111753418788502646</id><published>2005-05-31T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:54:06.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lets start &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today started off with the commencement of the STAR programme held in school, that liberates what you would so call a short break of holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next two weeks would be filled with mornings of coming to school from 8-12, and had English and Physics today. During English, the teacher called upon three people from the class to give a presentation on picture description. This time i couldn't really hide that well and, dang, i was chosen. Once it was my turn to speak in front of the class, the 'planned' line of thought about the picture in which i was gonna rattle about disseminated in just over 3 seconds. Moreover the lingering thought that everyone's eyes were focusing on my every move/ poise/ scratch just kept keeping my lips pretty much closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohh' well. just pray that she doesn't have me in the same situation the next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Physics Period after recess kept me eyelids barely open. It was just as boring as a 5hour lecture on the use of a Pen, if not worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, went to play CS with friends at Thomson Plaza. Was really an hour of full enjoyment with the friends who i was with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Been playing CS 3days straight, addiction's pounding at the door already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after all of that, i managed to find time to get my ass to the gym, after a good 3 months w/o Judo or any other straineous form of exercise. Thankfully a friend accompanied me, so it didn't feel too bad nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111753418788502646?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111753418788502646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111753418788502646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111753418788502646' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111738254643595026</id><published>2005-05-29T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T00:02:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;day of burning eyelids, intolerable convulsions and a splitting headche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the start of my day had that same feeling, if not worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got out of the bed feelin like iv'e just experienced a 2 day &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hangover&lt;/span&gt; after 6 shots of mageritas in Club Tochecre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then not long later, contracted a freakin' bad fever, that left me on Panadol and sleep for about 5hrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hail the power of the o' power-fool Panadol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a good dose of it all, went to my greandparent's place and had good chat and a few rounds of Poker. To ensure that i won't get all tired and hit the Night switch at their place, i got home relatively early so that i've got enough time to write a goooooo-ooood post and have time to look through some school work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've just tried to clean up my room to at least see half of my study table but it ain't going too well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe it's just me, but everytime i try to clean up my room, it only stays ' neat-proper- acceptable to onlooker standards ' for at most 5days. No joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a day, most things come out of where they were kept/suppose to be, e.g books, pens, cologne, wax, water bottles, clothing apparell, ee.tt.cc . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its like a war i can't seem to win. Can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta treat those who &lt;strong&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/strong&gt; can to an ice cream one of these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during the start of the school break, i've been hooked on a Racing game online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and talk about addictive, that tops the chat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after unlocked all the stages and wimp-wham ( means- the rest of the shit) in the game, im now on to getting a better timing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so if  I ever appear more busy than ever online, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dont blame me, blame the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since our brains have taken a well-deserved break since school stopped, im started to ignite the wanting i once had for reading. And up to today, my efforts ahve paid off pretty well as im done with 'The Alchemist' by Paulo Coelho and im off to find another good read to fill those quick moments of spare time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly, i would like to wish all aquaintences, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;good luck and all the best for their Mother Tongue O's tml.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;scott.done.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111738254643595026?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111738254643595026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111738254643595026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111738254643595026' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111730114645612167</id><published>2005-05-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T01:25:46.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/640/3095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/255/1913/320/3095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just a Lick away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111730114645612167?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111730114645612167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111730114645612167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111730114645612167' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111686617399501778</id><published>2005-05-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:48:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;now this can be in the records at the most over-due post of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurray! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(the post is pretty long, so click the post Header from the "Previous Post" colum on the right to view the whole thang. Enjoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;rastaputin arloo, readeurs. ( " A Good Hello"- In very twisted Russian )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;much has happened, i'll &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to cut it short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the mids have passed. i got to know most of my results already. was really glad to get what i got for English paper 2, but was kinda saddened when i heard that i would only get a grade lower that whst i expected? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;is an a1 too much to ask for a language i speak most of the time, except those moments when i practise my chinese on a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;50+ aged woman selling tissue&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;stall holder of chinese decent&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some times the house wins, some times the houses loses.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was pleasantly surprised to hear of what i recieved for Physics, it was far beyond what i expected, but sadly, Chemistry adds up to the whole equation that would inavertably pull down my Combined Science Marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The notion that up to today compells me to really think was is right or wrong with me or another person, a Chemistry enthusiast is that of how- Chemistry is much-much easier that Physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In Physics, all that is really needed is good memory for the plentiful formulas that come an go. However, in retrospect, Chemistry is topped with senseless equations that span a full line on a notebook, the chemical processes of &lt;strong&gt;590&lt;/strong&gt; dozen substances that react with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;water, acid or a pizza&lt;/span&gt;, and tons of misplaced lines that requires constant mugging for memory retention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, is that really easier? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;account went well. but i got to give it to a close aquaintence of mine- Jeremy Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who else can get 95/100 for Accounts? talk about skill, its a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;true living testimony&lt;/span&gt; right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;rest &lt;/em&gt;goes without much to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shifting away from the typicality of school life, with this break from the exams, i finally found the time to get back to reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the habit left me for quite some time now, im glad its finally catching up with me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its like a favourite hotdog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one a day satisfies your stomach. more than that satisfies the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in line with the topic of food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;RotiBoy has been on the top of the long list these recent times. forgetting the oil used, the taste of it is a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pure knockout&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had if for 3 lunches in 5 days, really cant wait to get my hands on one really soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;last week, i went for auditions for a chance to preform during the Youth Day Celebrations in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since other individuals and I are serious on the idea that &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;dope dance and stylish music&lt;/span&gt; is a gauranteed match on all aspects, we decided to get together and collaborate in the forming of a dance group, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Exodus Crew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since it would be our last year for most of the guys in the group, its just something else to think and reflect about besides the results of our O's and our academic future once we pass our secondary school lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Along with the rest of the guys from Exodus Crew ( Ritzuan, Farhan, Firdaus, Puvan and I ),it was our debut performance in front of 3 teachers/judges .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Considering that we had only time to practise for &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;days due to the clashing of the auditions and the Mids, every bout of time really counted and we practised during the weekend from 9am right up to 7 in the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even right down to the last 10minutes of the audition, most of us didnt really view our chances of getting in as enough to gaurantee a chance on stage. I decided to go Old-School for my 30 seconds, something different for a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end, we made it though and 'boy, it felt &lt;em&gt;freaking good&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Exodus Crew&lt;/span&gt;'s gonna appear, just get ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with the break, i've also taken upon the opportunity to get the guitar from the store room and started playing like 5 days ago. But since the last time i played the instrument was a whole 1 and a half yrs ago, i needed to look at the chord chart countless times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aim&lt;/span&gt; so Far to date- Play a recent song without mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;im getting close i hope... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have my english oral tml( hoping through tonight's prayer that the examiner won't have the urge to ask too many questions.. oh God... ), and after that im off to catch the much-anticipated Star Wars at Great World City with family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With the great reviews from many friends who watched it already, it just makes me want to watch the movie with heighted expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Songs for Thought + 4 Mins of your Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Collide" by Howie Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Sidewalks by Story" of the Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Im Back" by Baby Bash feat. Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Touch" by Omarion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Smile Like You Mean It" by The Killers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Mean to Live" by Switchfoot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How's that for Music Choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Its not ranked in order, but thats what's top on my Top 6 List for the Week. Feel that something else should be there? Feel like your music rights have been violated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just feel like u wanna kill the lizard on your wall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Say it all on- My TagBoard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thankew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, im off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;will try thy very best to post again in the near* future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111686617399501778?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111686617399501778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111686617399501778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111686617399501778' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111528403878272866</id><published>2005-05-05T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T17:07:18.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Crucify the Malitia and keep it for a twisted design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not been blogging, im quite aware about that. so allow me to spill the beans about the happenings of my life for these past couple of days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday started off fairly well, managed to attend the last 30seconds of the Daily Prefect Meeting due to my unavoidable bouts of "late-coming" in the morns. Had lotsa heavy contents that packed the day but P.E just before recess did certainly help ease the numbed brain cells. There were some harsh tacles and blood was lost, and up to today, i still a patch of a fellow classmates blood on the side of my shoe which i would get cleared A.S.A.P. The feelings during the game was relatively tensed, especially when our P.E Teacher joined the other team. Not like i had anything against that, but our team was desperately understaffed and we had more GUNBOUND/WARCRAFT/INDIVIDUALS WITH THE THOUGHT THAT PPLE KICKING A BALL AROUND A SMALL LAND AREA players on our side of the court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thats when you seriously question, is that really fair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I considered it as just a small game so the further imbalance didnt really affect me, but did affect others in my team, which gives them every reason to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The remainder of the day progess with much boredom and we got back our results for Geography Elective. I wasn't too surprised that i achieved lower than my personal target because of a critical mistake in my time amnagement,especially for a topic that can help boost my Humanities, but at the same time i still felt damn shitty inside because of the lingering feeling that stayed in me about how i could have done better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know its pointless crying over spilt milk, but still, that was a hell of a lot of milk that touched the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;drats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today i had my Chinese Listening Paper in the hall and my seat is just three row to the front. The hall filled all the 4E/5Na classes and just 5minutes after the start of the paper, the hall started to feel like a boiler room in a large cargo ship. Vasu(Principal) mentioned that they would have the tables cleaned and the stand-up fans added to the hall. But with such a school that had problems with its finances, im skeptical as to whether the amount of fans( that actually work and insn't jammed due to rust and ill-treatment )brought to the hall might help put an end to our breathing problems due to terrible air circulation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As for the paper, i didn't really comprehend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what was being said in the tape, so if i don't pass this time round, i wouldn't bne surprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had lessons after that, with Chemistry , Physics and E.Maths into one short and excrucaitingly-boring day. im sure the majority of the class shared the same sentiment. Thankfully, i was allowed to rest during Physics but the short nap could barely keep my eyes open during Chemsitry, the last subject of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One glance across to those who sat in the individuals who sat in front of me, you could view it all, from bobbing heads to moans like," Im damn tired, wanna go back already. " But everyone was cautious as not too keep at such for too long a time, or else Ms.Lee's PMS attitude would come flying towards you really quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During this week, i took my English Paper 1 too. Hope that can help in my overall English marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've got my English Paper 2 and Social Studies Peper tomorrow, so i really got to get down with my revision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;will try to follow up on further updates as the week progresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MarkOfCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111528403878272866?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111528403878272866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111528403878272866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111528403878272866' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111468267100878422</id><published>2005-04-28T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:04:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ello hello hell-o.  hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just had my English Paper 1 and Geog Elective Paper today. the English paper went down fine.( thankfully i didnt encounter writer's bloc like the last  Mid years/ End year examinations. ) I managed to complete the paper within the time restrictions but i didnt really have time to double-check, unlike the last time when i didnt have time to get things together and wrote my last word when the last second passed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During the breakk i had not much time to get a drink or snack down my system and just tried to retain whatever geography facts on Tourism and Agriculture i had studied for the past nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But when i got the paper, i took a pretty long time to figure out the questions out. So i didnt have much time to complete the freaking paper. Had only 10mins to get the Map Reading done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Drats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tml i have chinese papers, both the Compostion and Conprehension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gotta go dig up watever Chinese woeds i have retained in m y memory bank the past 5 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the killers- Mr Brightside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the killers-Smile Like You Mean It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Caesars palace- Jerk It Out  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111468267100878422?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111468267100878422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111468267100878422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111468267100878422' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111357788093066964</id><published>2005-04-15T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:11:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The drops of rain they fall all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This awkward silence makes me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The glow inside burns light upon her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll try to kiss you if you let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tidal waves they rip right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tears from eyes worn cold and sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pick me up now, I need you so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Down down down down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;down- Blink 182 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;can't get it off my mind these couple of days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;great bandmembers, &lt;em&gt;great-er&lt;/em&gt; music, good rythm, &lt;em&gt;good-err&lt;/em&gt; lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;been tied down to school on today(Fri) and yesterday till about 6 becoz' of a Social Studies Course that the class had to attend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with 3hrs in the aircon room and hearing nothing but  ," Cross Reference", "Purpose" and any other bit deemed to relate to ss, sleepiness+ boredom took over me many a times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even when we came of the room for our 10min break, the words kinda kept repeating in this awful rythm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3hours of Social Studies is a definite killer.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;u can keep the pistol at home,dude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gonna go for a Combined School Tem Trials at RI tml. 9pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;still sitting on the fence as to whether i should give it my all or just play the National's/Combined Schools for Bishan Park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still thinking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey guys, got any good songs that's ringing in your mind for the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in the shower. on your bed. in your daydream. in your detatched state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in a second of motionless ness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just speak it over in my tag board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got a funny/wacky/nonsensical/biased point to talk abt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;get over to my tag board and start typing okayy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;feel like the whole world against you except that stay cat hunting for mice in a sewer, blurt it out on my tag board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had fun this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hope u did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you didn't, there's alway tml.  (yeahh right) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111357788093066964?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111357788093066964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111357788093066964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357788093066964' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111321970784394052</id><published>2005-04-11T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:41:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The assistant and the telescopic rifle sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A man goes into a gun shop for a telescopic rifle sight. The assistant takes one, points it out of the window and says," This baby is so good, you can see my house on that hill way up over there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The man looks through the sight and starts laughing, ",What's so funny?" asks the assistant? "Well, I can see a naked man chasing a naked woman around your house," says the customer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Snatching it back, the assistant cranes his eye through the sight- and sure enough, there is his wife, naked, being hotly pursued by an excited young man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Furious, the assistant says to the man," if I give you 2 bullets, will you blow my wife's head off and take the man's dick with the other? I'll give you the telescopic sight free if you do." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Okay," the man says, as eh takes out his rifle and attaches the sight. Taking a quick look through it before loading, he hands one bullet back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"You know what?"he says. "I think I can do this with just one shot..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111321970784394052?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111321970784394052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111321970784394052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111321970784394052' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111306517850865593</id><published>2005-04-09T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:30:08.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back from having dinner about half an hr ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;finally i've got the time to go online. been busy these past few days. so here it goes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.E this week was pretty hilarious as we were asked to run around the school's perimeter for our 2.4run this Wed. With our teacher standing at one sheltered area of the route, least did know that almost all of us were cutting many of our rounds. If he would have just stuck his head out a metre from where he was standing, he would have caught us for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but there he was, looking at his watch very often,becoz everyone seemed to be on steroids and were running quicker that he would have imagined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This weekend i also managed to get some studying done with friend's at the library and had KFC chicken around the area for dinner. having not eaten KFC chicken for about 3months already, the 3pieces sure weren't enough but they tasted &lt;em&gt;freakin' good&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, i haven't really been putting in much of my time studying . But with the fact that i have 3tests lined up for next week and that the Mids aren't too far away, i really got to get going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Met up with a close acquaintance for supper during the weekend too. Its been a while since we were able to have a good chat over dinner or supper due to our personal commitments. Through our chat,it seems that things happenin on each other's side of the field hasn't been too good recently. so yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hang in there, bro.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One event that has really changedmy whole perspective of things as a whole was Friday's Sport's Championship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just from what has occurred, it has led me to discover as well as reaffirm some facts that had arisen form the friday morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I reached the stadium slightly late due to the fact that my brother had helped transport refreshments for a teacher. I got there in a pretty light mood actually, and really had fun during the marching pass as my classmates we shouting their asses off, adding to the whole atmosphere of the event. After getting a seat relatively low to the ground, we saw the first few events unwrap but when they announced for the sec4&amp;5 runners for the 4X100m relay to get ready, one of them told me that i was to run that event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In doing so, my friend and i would switch positions. I would run his event andhe will run mine, the 8X50m realy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was caught really unprepared for the run and i questioned as to why the unepected change had been made at the last minute. His reponse was that'', XXX has a leg injury thus he cant run such a long distance''. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In my head, i was thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-why was he asked to run the 4X100m in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-If thats the case, that he had such an injury that he couldn't run that additional 50m, why the fcuk was he asked to run the the first place? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moreover, i did havleg cramps that i sustained when i had Judo Training on Wednesday, making it really difficult for my to walk down a flight of stairs. Knowing the mentality of the individual, if i had voiced it out, they would have definitely seen it as me giving excuses. Hence, i relectantly said that i would run the event and madeour way to the steward's area. Over there, i founed XXX and asked as to whether he knew about the change and he seemed surprised about it. From that moment, annoyance started setting in as it seemed as though we were placed in things were were not even notified about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At a patch of grass in which we were assembled before we got into our positions, i asked as to why we were shifted in tihngs without our consent or knowledge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just that moment, XXX came along and said that he wanted to run the 100m instead of the 50m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;prevailing&lt;/strong&gt; point is;-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wanted to run the 4X100M and i wanted to run the 8X50m. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the end, we got last for the 4X100m and i was the reason as to why we got last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The part that infuriated me with anger was that the world-class gossipers would keep silent everytime i was near and acted as though they didnt say &lt;em&gt;a word&lt;/em&gt;.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Note;- If you would ever need &lt;strong&gt;fucking good&lt;/strong&gt; gossipers cum &lt;strong&gt;world-class&lt;/strong&gt; actors, i can recommend excellent ones indeed. There are so many to pick from , you'll be spoilt for choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just becoz i dont sit with the clique during recess these past few weeks and spend less time talking in class, that makes me a scapegoat to take the blame?    Will making me the scapegoat to blame help you say a few extra words or make you feel abit better knowing that at least you aren't the one getting blamed for getting the last place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;after winning first for the 8X50m, im suppose to start cheering and smiling after im said to be the cause for making the team last?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling better now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;fuck a dog, asswipe(s). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111306517850865593?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111306517850865593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111306517850865593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111306517850865593' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111245365953683784</id><published>2005-04-02T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:54:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heres a letter for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the words get confused and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the conversation dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apologize for the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talks of shit take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are we cursed to this life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Song thats currently waking up the neighbours and making cats go senile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's Your Letter.Blink182.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;been really busy these past few days, nothing new in my scheldule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Havetaken a few test already. the one that really got me all stunned is the one regarding "Tading of Non-Profit Organisation" for Accounts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to say it for the XXXtime(s), i didnt study much as i was on the phone for a loong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to all those who don't believe,   what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but to realise i got such maks REALLY did strike me hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Towads the end of the day, i clarified where my mistakes were, and im now ready to get the magic number-100. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just when i thought i could go home and was at the bus stop, i had a calll and found out that i had to go back to school to do a Chinese Oral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the feeling of walking back was definitely the killer.    the Oral came up in 2nd place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recently, i heard from a teacher that the Mids are only 1month away and dang, do i have lots to study and revise on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although i got certain subjects like Physics and Geog covered partially, Maths and Chem defintiely have its multiple hurdles to cross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quantum Results i really wanna achieve. Is Top3 too much to ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a Judo competition tml, so i gotta sleep early . Hate to make people wait and since my friend's mum is gonna send us, that im really thankful for, i gotta hit the sack soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last but not least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hang in there Pope.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;blink182.is.simply.superb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Other Tracks worth a listen- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorrow/There Is by  Boxcar Racer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop the Music by P-Money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hitch Movie Sountrack  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111245365953683784?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111245365953683784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111245365953683784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111245365953683784' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111177765548005495</id><published>2005-03-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T03:16:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey! hello! bonjour-for-each new morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;its been some time since i blogged, dont go grumbling off yeah. so here i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the past few days was filled of all kinds of events and talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Half-Juicy Gossips, Uncountable Laughs, Boring Eye-openers blah , blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the Wednesday of the Week had its highlights and its excruciating moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got to school with my bro on the bus this time round but was super-dooper bored as me mp3 was still at home . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a morning chat in the Prefects Room, i went to class and was really surprised to see Ms Lee standing in front rattling to the class. Before i knew it, she asked if i brought My Progess Report slip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it just slipped my mind, and when i said "no", i was relatively shocked to not hear here shout back a string of words that's full of crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;or should i say, he usual when he Daily PMS hour comes around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But i had to stand up for one period for not handing up a Practical Book which the Fool was going through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thank god i only stood for a period. i didn't eat in the morn, my legs would have given way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Highlight of the Day&lt;/strong&gt; was during P.E . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i woke my usual tight PE shirt( its not like i have an alternative. drats. ) and we had Soccer on the agenda. However before that we had to do some target shooting into goalpost so small you would have thought they were used for dwarfs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some aqiantences when haywire and when it was my turn, i was nervous as a considerable number of friends were staring at me while i was gonna kick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there was so much pressure i felt like a bloody unopened but shaken coke can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then went the ball missed the goal, i just burst out of laughter. Cant really explain why, but i was just really funny seah, like as though im some kinda striker who let down all a stadium of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It set off a really long chain reaction of people who started laughing too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Really had a good laugh for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superb&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then recess and the rest of the other subjects continued. By the time it was an hour before class would end, i felt so damn tired i could have slept right there on the hard table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The excruciating part was at that last hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;was like fighting a battle against 100men. Really tough one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wouldn't say i won, i walked out of class with an expression-less face and with a zombie-like posture and walked slower that a snail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At Least i made it out alive right?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then after school there was a Prefect Investiture Rehersal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It didnt really start off too well. The hall was occupied and we had to wait for then to end under teacher's orders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Futhermore, what made it worse was that the Judo Team was training there and i felt damn shitty that i couldn't join in because of the impending commitment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talk about tolerance level, i would definitely bet mine was the highest that minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I so wanted to join in seah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally when the kid-dos left the hall, weused the hall till abt 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My body was so shacked. so so shacked . Even a massage wont come close on helping my condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A close friend and I went to have dinner around Bishan beofre we made our way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once home and after a good bath, i crashed to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what else could i do?&lt;/em&gt; Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Thursday, I got my way to school by Cab. luckily the road weren't jammed up, i merely made it without bring late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feew. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I made it though bloody-boring Chinese Lessons again. Fcuking ahppy i dont have to see the teachER till next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Point for all Person's who never/want to experience &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exxcruciattinggly Booooooringg Lessonss ; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;et youself to my Chinese Class Room immediately at the Alloted Timeslots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou will get a ride of your life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he Teacher has never and will never disappoint to Bore You! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ever will you regret, you will get at 100% of it, FREE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100% &lt;/strong&gt;work-proof. Tested and Definitely-Approved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If the Germans would have hired her to exterminate the Jews during Hitler's Regime of Rule, all she needed to do was speak and they would asked to be finished with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What an incredible savings they would have incurred on all that poison gas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then the best part of the day was when i had to go up to speack during English period. Although i was feeling really-really nervous on the thought of speaking to the class, at least i wouldn't be bored to death as it was already after recess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i went up and spoke. The Rest was History. hahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She took the opportunity to praise and raise up a friend's name after my speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's new huh? HA. ( To the Disorientated Reader, just proceed. Lol. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the last period was Chem. I could already feel the effects of the afternoon heat getting into me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eye-lids got heavy,Concentration dwindled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ms Lee tried to get me by asking me to complete an equation ,as she saw my eyes closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i got it right. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sucker/Asswipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in a flash,                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BYE guys! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111177765548005495?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111177765548005495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111177765548005495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111177765548005495' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111116673423373862</id><published>2005-03-19T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:25:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Didnt really have the mood and/or time to blog till now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;never a lack of thoughts to spill, always a lack of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up late today. not too proud about the 'achievement' but it definitely has a reason to bring about a late wake-up hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, i went to study at Baddell's MacDonalds and worked on a Social Studies Assignment together with a friend that was due for submission when the Holiday Week expires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;While we were studying, we couldn't help but notice this couple who sat at the table opposite ours. The guy looked well over his 40's and the female was around that age limit too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the thing was, just as they were comfortable in their seats beside each other, the woman's hands were all over the guy who was busy looking at his handphone screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Together with the evasive hand positions( I certainly wouldn't elaborate on that. If you dont get what i mean then, forgot the story and proceed. ) and her relatively loud talking, i would have assumed that she figured that the Macs Outlet was her home.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If she shouted with the same loudness at a fish market, people would have 100% assumed she worked there all her life.  I wouldn't be surprised.  sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As much as my friend and I tried to concentrate on the Chemistry Revision that was in front of us, boy' it was a real tough one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that i have any objections with couples expressing their love for their partner which is prominent among teenagers these days, but if they were palnning on getting all "touchy" , why go home or just book a room.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Touching "okay" areas- Bearable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Touching " private/ non-okay" areas- UN-BEARABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After some time, they finally left the table. We left too for a break as we desperately but surely got the horriffic/loathsome/repulsive/sick images out of our heads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we were apparently too immersed in our work that it was not until i looked at my watch when it read, " 8.45pm". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It might not be a late hour of eating dinner for some, but when you have only eaten Fried Hokkien Mee for Lunch, i would definitely beg to defer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So after wrapping up, my friend and I made our way to a Coffee Shop nearby and i had great food and a better mug of Ice Coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After all the studying, i made my way home before catching " Hitch" with an aquaintence at CineLeisure  at 11.40pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TO those who have not watched it on the big screens, better go catch it soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is a movie i wouldn't mind watching 3times. with a smile in fact.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MOVIE RATING: 10/10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Great story line, great comedy, gorgeous actors, excellent one to catch on a Date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;superb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After the movie my friend and i went to Prata House to get ourselves supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the time i got back home, i hit the shack even quicker than u could say ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;" I-was-so-tired-i-could-have-slept-on-the-couch".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Short sentence aye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i had to wake up and attend to some important matters before making my back home to catch a few more hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the rest of the day was study + meeting my grandparent's at their place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta go now. My apologises for the rush . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MarkOfCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111116673423373862?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111116673423373862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111116673423373862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111116673423373862' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111090498992378605</id><published>2005-03-16T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T00:43:09.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey there guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;been really busy these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;on sunday, i made my way to the IT Show 2005 with a friend in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to those who were there, you owuld get what mean when i say it was like they were giving out free plots of Sate Land or GST Discounts/Reductions ( you wish! lolz ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once my friend and i were at City Hall Mrt Station and were using the Link to make our way there, u could tell that almost everyone was heading to the convention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were the typical IT Enthsiasts , newly-wed couples, the blokes and the rest of the free world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The escalator was jammed packed till it was not even moving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the last time i saw and came to know of such queues was when the Hello Kitty collectables was the in-thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After managing to get up the escalator, we saw the crowd running towards the Centre like it was gonna close in one min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were pple even jumping over the construction railings to satify there IT desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was really funny to just sit back and watch them go amok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There was one fella in front of us who was pushing everyone out of his way to get to the building ...   bloody irritating arse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at the place we met a friend we both knew and after that  i had to rush off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today i had to wake up early to go to school for a Student Councillor Investiture Rehersal and later i  ahd rush off again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey i gotta go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;see ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111090498992378605?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111090498992378605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111090498992378605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111090498992378605' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-111044948314244185</id><published>2005-03-10T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T18:11:23.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tip &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; for any &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gurl&lt;/span&gt; who wants to get to know &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"If your'e too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;conservative&lt;/span&gt;, your'e meeting the &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; guy. The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;exit&lt;/span&gt; is the other way."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what? u sure 'bout that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had a really long day. moreover, chinese had to start it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had cme too. not debates of forums this time round .what a waste. hahs.  instead, we were shown some over-spent CD that thats about Singapore's defence and the harmony of races. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;weren't we DRILLED on that for the past few years of our heavily- burdened secondary school life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;during recess today there was suppose to be a Birthday Bash for this guy in the class below mine. you could see all the anticipation on everyone's faces, delightfully scary to be polite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the only setback about it came from the intended target.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he emits an odour which even Bigfoot couldn't have if it stepped on 5-year-old eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, the teacher had come surprisingly early, and so after that they gave it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with how my friends who witness it explained the beating to me, im surprised he can still think straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the blows to his head must have been light i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then our last period was english. we used the time to revise for our Maths Test later during the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;straight after school, she came and we completed the hour-long test and i made me way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i got back my CA slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;L1R5-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;L1R5-12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gotta start working more on my geography and Food and Nutrition. there so many facts, inadequate time to get it infused up there if i take it slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;these past few days, i havent really got time to go online, been busy with the tests, the Sports Heats and far too many thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;still thinking about you once in awhile, you aint someone who's worth forgettin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's the same thing the other way around yeahh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;guess i have to notice u from afar for now. for now i hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;need to start reading up for tml's Chemistry test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;keeping all thoese Alkanes,alkenes at bay till the book and notes are flashed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-111044948314244185?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111044948314244185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/111044948314244185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111044948314244185' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110995014183369428</id><published>2005-03-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:29:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so your'e about to get a taste of a slight part of, me . u ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just posted yesterday but what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the day started with geography from a short list of a few others. i had a quiz on development, was kinda  stuck on a few answers but i'll pass. however, once i get home, i've really got much to memorise and cramp, especailly for this subject that relies heavily on the 'facts-for-marks' scheme. only one or two formulas, a few mathematical applications, but a mountain-high number of facts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got to know the marks that will be reflects in the CA for that subject. not too happy about it, because i kinda screwed up during one of the test that took up a farily large proportion of the marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;drats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after that, we had P.E with the temporary teacher, who informed us that she was previously a Camp Instructor with a fairly-wide smile on her small face together with a tomboy-ish hair style to compliment that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the start of P.E was quite fun, had to do an  exercise that required cooperation with your partner of the exercise. was joking around while we were doing it. basically fun laughter. hahhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, there was the much-anticipated soccer match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dont really know where to start about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;those who heard me can understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how about a game of counterstrike between a Lan-gaming Regular and a RI fellow who doesnt even know the buttons for the game?. wont that be fun? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so that summed up the periods prior to recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the teacher for Food and Nutrition didnt come today and the week before, due to some health complications, with that i do wish her a quick recovery in her health. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i didnt go for judo today, its not that i dont wanna go, but its that i cant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have just ordered a new set of uniform through the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; hopefully the consignment comes in quick, really need to get back to training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;more topics, too little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta ciao now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110995014183369428?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110995014183369428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110995014183369428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995014183369428' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110986274223313711</id><published>2005-03-03T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T23:12:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey there. just watched a casino debate on tv earlier today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i almost forgot abt it but thankfully a close aquaintance reminded me abt it, which i am very much grateful for. the debate raised a few issues, but throughout the show, the thoughts about the open forum about Casinos in the classroom today kept replaying in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today was really superb.  double the laughter for a extra long day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the day started off sourly, my chinese teacher flared up and started shouting off with whatever morning voice she actually had in her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as much as i hate to be a sadist, i couldn't help but start laughing as when i scanned the classroom, no one was actually lloking at her while she was yapping away, as though she was having a mindless talking session with the walls and ceiling as a listening ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she got pissed over a whole load of things, like coming late during lesson and many others ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got marks cut out from my spelling just due to her spite of anger, but what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So after that ihad more lessons but the first highlight of the day was during CME lesson, when there was a debate about democratic elections in Singapore and whether the government of the citizens were to chose who was to be in the Parliament/ Cabinet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kim Hong, our teacher in that subject as well as chemistry, got her daily morning dose of PMS and got pissed when no one answered her questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;who would wanna answer questions that came from a woman who got serious atitude problems. She still hasn't realised how damaging it is, to a point where many in my class doesn't give half a rat's ass in answering her questions.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so my group was for and two other groups were against the idea that the people where to make the choice of who was to stand in Parliament( or something close to that context ).  Everytime our group had won a claim, all the members would be shouting , clapping, screaming, like as though we were all about to win enough cash to last us 50generations. After some point of time, i didnt really care about listening to the opposition and their claims and just waited for a member of our group to warrant a couter-argument, so that all of us can yell and scream in jubliance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i did minimal screaming, but a hell lot of laughing till the sides of my cheecks hurt for years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bet all the classes that we on the same level heard the commotion, a definite assurance that we did a really good job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that we had our recess and then lessons commenced with Food and Nutrition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing much happened, but i talked quite a bit till the teacher ahd to put a lid on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THe next event of the day happened during english class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in a move to make the class more lively and to prolong whatever remaining energy which we had for the last two periods, our teacher decided to let us engage in an open forum with the topic about 'Casinos in Singapore' as the header of all thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we were seperated into groups to represent different entities such as the Private Companies, the Jobless citizens, the Investors, the Tourists... my group was assigned to-the Law Enforcers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then we had Ganesh, a very quiet guy to represent our group to voice out the opinions and points which have aroused during the prior period of disscussion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;however, once he sat on the chair, i started laughing my ass off as you could she how fcuking tensed he was, and in a bid to calm him down, all our team members started to comfort him and gave him pentiful words of encouragement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the funny thing was, we started to talk and pat him so much that he started to become even more nervous and it was as though we were trying to prepare a boxer for the best fight in his lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so throughout all talking from the other groups, i kept on laughing and laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with more laughter as each second passed till my eyes started to tear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by the time i was done, all my stomach muscles ahd cramped up and it was freaking pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but it was definitely worth the generous amounts of laughter.  toatally worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after school, i went for my Dental Appointment at NDC and then had something to eat before making my way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now that they had altered the shape and position of the braces, it cuts the gums at the corners and it hurts like hell seah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;damn metallic peices of cold unreactive metal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmm.. after having a really good shower, i took a good break before studing and revising Maths and Social Studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then before you know it, it was "THe cASINO dEBATe" on Channelnews Asia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anything, just tag alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110986274223313711?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110986274223313711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110986274223313711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110986274223313711' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110916785130014817</id><published>2005-02-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:10:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey there pple. its been some time sinced i enamented a post, so without further adue ,here it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;much has happened for the past week and a half. besides the loads of test covering all topics i currently take, the results for a few of which has reached my intended target score. But for one or two, i kinda lost out due to the lack of proper time management, so thats an aspect that requires an extra look over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Further to that, i just recieved the verification slip for the o's subjects two days ago, no mistakes, thank god. But as i was thinking about this on my way home, if its already February and two months has just passed so quickly, how much longer is it till i walk up to the hall to take my first part from the array of others?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I briefly reviewed all the topics/chapters that would be covered for the o's and hell, its quite a handful i must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess i've gotta cut short on all them afternoon naps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two days ago, all the graduating classes had a talk about the Media by the MDA in the hall. the topic of disussion was that of how the government regulates the different components of  media with Newspapers as an example and also touchin on a few jobs the sector would provide to poly/JC leavers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my only view about it was, dont entirely from a script and keep students in the hall when everyone felt pretty roasted due to the heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was so stuffy and warm in the hall that even taking a rest by restin on ur hand was straneous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do have other views regarding the matter, but i really value the rest of my life, and i dont wanna be gagged with chloroform, stossed in a van, and shipped onto some island which u can barely recognise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that is if u would actually be able to see sunlight once shipped to an offshore island.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to those who actually know what i mean, good on u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i will be participating in this yr's Kyu Grade Judo Competition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;however today during a redori(sparring) session, i kinda injured my knee. it hurts fcuking bad if i just bend it.     bloody hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pray to my lucky stars that a miracle would happen this sunday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta go now.  will keep in touch soon.  tc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110916785130014817?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110916785130014817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110916785130014817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110916785130014817' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110839954040981409</id><published>2005-02-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:45:40.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what a monday, a really long one indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i missed the Prefect Morning Meeting again ,as always. its not like i intentionally would wanna get myself late just to skip it, but considering that my mum has taken upon herself to send my bro and i to school, she ought to get the maximum amount of rest she possibly can before sending us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the first period today was Mother Tongue. so far, that has been the only subject periods that i feel really sleepy and eventually lie on the table to rest.  Mother Tongue is really one of the most &lt;strong&gt;boring &lt;/strong&gt;subject to come across, especially when the teacher talks a whole lot of crap in complex mandarin which i and many others cannot decipher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Furthermore, she doesn't get the fact that she speaks too complex mandarin and if we do voice out, which we have in numerous occasions, she would just go on to say that it is our fault and we are to blame as we do not care or show concern for the subject during our younger days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her remedy to the problem is to read the chinese newspaper and blogs if i aint wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but for the love of god, we dont even understand the simple concept of it all, how in the world can we grasp the harder vocabulary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, the only subject that i honestly fear of failing is mother tongue, the CL(B) paper(s). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i know that some individuals go around voicing out remarking," You are taking CLB, a simplified version of chinese, so it should be easy for you. You shouldn't be struggling. I can complete the paper in like 1/4 the allocated time. So what's the fear? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if so, i raise this viewpoint, as in reference to my situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Its like you are making a Eurasian learn Sanskrit, a language of the Indian Community.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The starting stages are easy, so definitely you pass it with flying colours. but after the lower primary elvel and the start of sec 4, you cant grasp what in the world they are trying to make you learn .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So now when you are Sec 4 and you have been failing the language since Primary 5, what is the difference between the Normal Sanskrit and the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplified&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Sanskrit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you dont understand since the Primary Grade, the simplified version wont make much of a difference, would it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after that we had Social Studies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all i can say it that Mdm . Chng's line of rational thought is seriously crooked, so what is done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta change partners for the next assignment, if not im definitely screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ,we had our Health Check-up  and had recess at a later date, thus skipping almost 1 and 1/2 periods of Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;The last of which is Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, we are doing question relating to finding the loci of some sort in a triangle and honestly, i find that topic one of the easiest to be included for the 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;While i had completed the two questions were were asked to finished and was doing the third one on my own, i could hear the class saying that the teacher was moving at a too fast pace and asked her to decrease her speed.&lt;br /&gt;I f it had been the other teacher( we currently have 2 in our class, still wondering as to why we need the &lt;em&gt;extra  &lt;/em&gt;treatment.&lt;br /&gt;After maths i had to race down to go for my chemistry practical. Immediately after that i went for judo and after that came back around 7.00pm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards;&lt;br /&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110839954040981409?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110839954040981409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110839954040981409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110839954040981409' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110831503300325727</id><published>2005-02-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:08:19.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey there pple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how's the new blog template?. I kinda thought that my blog needed a 'refresh', so that in turn produced the change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if you have any comment, pls voice out on my tag board yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it'll be appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this weekend a fair amount of things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;on friday , i went to a friend's house and had lunch at a coffeeshop near with his residence, before chilling out at his place and studying for a while . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after numbing our brains with irrelavant mathematical equations and unconstructive essays, we had a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; snooze&lt;em&gt; . &lt;/em&gt;After that we had microwave pizzas and he came over to my place to play table tennis at the clubhouse of my condo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the room, there was another family of 4 that took up two tables while my friend and i took the last available one. What really amazed me was that the Father of the family( judging by the severe amount of wrinkles around his face), had one of the most blurrest a.k.a Just Born Yesterday Look on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when he smashed the ping pong ball to his adversary of the moment, i was really stunned by the speed of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Conclusion: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You definitely can't read a book by its Cover, all' right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After the inital shocker, i packed my bag and went with my friend to stay over at another friend's place arnd serangoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We stayed up till 4+ after watching the dvd , Training Day starring Denzel Washington and chatted about almost ( not all...just about 3/4 ) any topic under the sun until tiredness took its toll and we crashed to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next morning, we all woke up relatively late and played the playstation and had prata and mutton curry for breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after satisfying our appetites, we decided to watch , The Exorcist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It can be only summed up with a simple yet crystal clear word, " &lt;strong&gt;Killer&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;in a negative way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there was so much talking in it that we were all sleeping during the first segment and cared only to open our eyes during the last segment of the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even after staying up for the last segment, it was super boring and we all had this prevasive thought in our minds." Why did we even care?" . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Soon after, we left our friend's place and i made my way home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But during the bus ride and the wait for the bus, my friend and i were feeling extremely tired. as thought we were forced to be awake for 5days without any rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once i got home, i crashed to bed and felt so much better after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During that time, i had relatives over at my place and entertained them and they spent the night in my room while i slept on the couch in the hall while wathcing tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the first time, i watched the finale of the "Amazing Race 6", a first out of all the other seasons in which the show was aired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Come to look at it, i would never wanna particapate in it at all, unless i was promised something in return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All the contestants are strained with time and don't even have the time to appreciate the scenery of the country in which they have flown to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even while they are on the taxi, one of the individuals would be yelling at the taxi driver to dig the pedal or would be shouting at his/her partner for not rushing during a task or possibly even during a toilet break. where is the fun in it all, i really wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Relationships between couples are tensed to the limit when they are supposedly "engaged", and only a handfull come out of the competition with a better understanding or love for the other person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If there is any amount of understanding at all, it would be that of which where one partner would only realise that his/her other partner could have known so many vulgarites that wasn't said during the course of their relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There was one pit stop where one partner had find the lock to a specialised key that opened one of 1000+locks attached to a cable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when couples visit the location, they secure a lock to the cable in a proclamation of their endless love to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;....in one case, one of the competitors who was doing the task had her key stuck in a lock and while trying to get it out, , the key broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how very sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thought about her again these past few days, cant seem to get her out of my system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just a slight hope that she actually thought of me the past few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even if its a minute, im more than contented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;drats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta ciao now, its getting really late already, gotta get to to bed or else the thought of waking up early for school would be too much to ask for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110831503300325727?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110831503300325727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110831503300325727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110831503300325727' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110805460802377670</id><published>2005-02-11T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T00:56:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey there people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2nd day of celebration. actually i really dont know if "celebration" is the right word to use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since my roots to anything that starts with a "C" and ends with and  "E" isnt really there, its hard to say i did much for the past few days besides eat Bah Kua and slack around the house due to really servere boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So far, i have only one relative who i have seen and has visted my residence to commemorate the event. they too are not purely chinese, and is actually half- indian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;* if i ever was to write my family tree, i sure bet you would see the most racially-diverse one you would have ever encountered. you got javanese/ german/ and many other origins all wrapped in a bundle.   All for the price of 1. hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So out of sheer- desperation, i called up a few friends and met two of them for luch at Macs and after that we decided to check out Thomson Plaza and see if the Lan-gaming shop was open, just to fill time. I really needed to get out of home seah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With all the time at home, i managed to finish 2novels from the house library. talk abt bored all' right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we got to thomson plaza, it was pretty much like a dead town. It was like as thought the place was the damn SARS virus's breeding ground, and almost everthing that has 2legs and took in oxgen was evacuated. Only like 4 shops were open, such as the fast food outlets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got myself something to eat and we made our way to a cybercafe arnd that area, as the one housed in the building was closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh yeah , when i went to Macs arnd the area, my friend and i walked to the counter and there was this Malay gurl behind the counter . She kept looking at me like as thought i had all the gold in the world on my face seah. My friend noticed and we started smiling n tried to hide our laughter, coz the way she looked at me, it was pretty obvious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So then we found a place, and she delivered some of the food, still looking at me in a strange manner. So then we were about to leave, we left our seats and just as i was about to open the door for my friends and i, she shouted "BYE!!!!" so loudly to me that everyone who wasn't deaf was staring at me.    so i said bye in return  and laughed my way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;totally unexpected seah. hahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after that, i made my way home for dinner. It was pretty much like a buffett. There were 3types of fishes, 3 vegetable dishes, 1 pot of sharksfin and crab meats oup, chicken curry dish, toufu dish, abalone  and 5cups of rice. It was like as thoguh some kinda SUmo wrestler had come for dinner .hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tml im gonna have a really slacked day. All i have in school is geographe, P.E , and lastly food n nutrition which we would be spending  the 2hrs of which in the computer lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, i wont be having Judo after school. At least i know i wont be tied down by staying in school all the way till 6 when we are dismissed at 12.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So far, iv'e noticed that i haven't exercised in a  relatively long time. I bet all the stomach fats is a gathering there. drats.... lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmmm. lastly. i've been thinking about this person for the past few days already, sometimes even while im suppose to be concentrating for something im doing.   okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we used to communicate but all of a sudden everything kinda ceased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;beggin to find out why actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just pray that my messages get through though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i gotta go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adios pple! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110805460802377670?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110805460802377670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110805460802377670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805460802377670' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110787392384035499</id><published>2005-02-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:45:23.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey there pple. today's CNY celebration in school today was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'blast'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it started off with the MCs officially announcing the start of the 2hr to the entire essemblage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the first item from the long list was the Parent's Support Group's wishes of a happy new year and soon after , it came the most ear-wrenching , mortifying , repulsive singing i have ever heard in a really long while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Im pretty surprised that no glass windows were shattered but left many eardrums brusied in fact.  once the singing ceased, you would have thanked god for the great favour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that there was the School's Band peformance of a multitude of songs which helped to subside the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They were quite good i must say, keep up the good work guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next was the Choir's turn. .... i would save my comment's on that predictable segment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next part baffled me and confidently to many others  . a guy and a gurl went on stage and started rattling off some chinese words in wild gestures, if i ever took a photograph of the entire assembly, you would have immediately thought it was an oil painting of half-dead people dying from boredom and it would be aptly titled, " The Cause of a Mundane Performance". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a extremely quiet applause, there was a dance and then the Principal's &amp; V.Principals Address to the audience, and after the two excruciating hours, it was over and i made my way to the Prefect's Room for a meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Due to the seriousness of what happened during the meeting, i cannot explain further towards that subject but all i can say is, it wasn't pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For dinner, i had a really wholesome steamboat dinner with my family in the comfort of my   home. The food was excelllent, i ate so much till i have to postpone any plans of exercising later in the day.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the TV is on right now, and "Shanghai Knights" is being aired on Star Movies. its now towards the end of the movie where the villains are about to have their white-arses kicked.  towards that section, it shows a mounted horse jump over a line of Palace Guards who were used to keep the spectators at bay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what im currently thinking about is the palace Guards.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In reference to the job, any fella who is deft at the ability to stand still for hours and stay motionless while half-curious onlookers gaze with awe is &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; that capable of attaining such a depressing occupation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just a few days ago, 5 to be exact, i met up with a friend to study and soon after dinner, we decided to try our luck with Table-Tennis, since is was just beside the study room. I have attempted the sport during my younger days and boy 'o' boy, i sucked at it big time after playign with soft volleys and over-the-court smashes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But when i tried it once after so long, i could tell personally and with the opinion of an aquaintence, that im actually pretty good at it, with all my smashes cornering the table and making very subtle mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you call that a surprise, that would be the biggest surprise that hit upon me since the year commenced. After that dasy, iv'e played twice more with a friend, and enjoying the sport actually, although it looks like a pathetic sport that doesn't require much effort n muscle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last night i completed my Food &amp; Nutrition Coursework and handed part of it to my teacher. However, there were some major computer screw-ups when i first did it using the school's computer. It took me almost 2hrs tto reformat all the information on the diskette. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cheap school computers can have their remaining time it a radioactive garbage dump once im done.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okayy. i gotta go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks for those who tagged on my taggie n hope that u would continue to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To end of, i would like to wish everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Smoke Spyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110787392384035499?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110787392384035499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110787392384035499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110787392384035499' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110754023552134438</id><published>2005-02-05T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T02:03:55.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey there guys, i know i''ve not updated my blog in a hell of a long time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been quite busy lately with a whole lot of events/stituations and without much a due i will explain right about now ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week Tuesday i kinda felt a shearing  headache after a Prefect Meeting after school and went back home and tried to sleep in hopes that it would nullify or subside the pain even if its slight bit. Unfortunately i had to go and study for an upcoming test i would be having the following day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But everytime i tried to study the headache would would come back and in the end i spent the rest of the night restign my head on the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The following day i woke up and went to the doctor's and without a doubt my fever came up to : 39.5Degrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talk about cooking an egg on a slab of stone in the Sahara Desert, you could have come to me and you would have witnessed it right in this tiny nation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that i couldn't really do much , i was diagonsed with blocked nose an a killer throat infection to make things worse.  The tv and bed were the only point of comfort, even swallowing a spoon of porridge sucks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After i got back to school on Friday, a whole lot of crap due to 1incident arisen. Its really stupid and aloof, which wasn't my fault in the first place.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously couldn't see why some individuals have to go to such extremes just an incident really small.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like if you ban a student from attending Science Practical , you dont have to go to the extremes of writing a report and threatening to press charges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From this incident, all i can say is that the impression you potray to pple really can change easily, so does respect which all can crumble before you know it.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These past few weeks i've taken quite a number of tests ranging from Physics , Chemistry to Accounts, not forgetting Food&amp; Nutrition too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that answers your questions as to why i ahve not been blogging for some period of time already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got back some results for some of the tests i have taken, quite satisfied with soem of the marks but feel that i gotta put in just a slight bit more energy to get my grades a notch higher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, today was a day which slackers would so enjoy to go through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only subjects i had were: Geography (just did a mini- quiz that didnt need much memory work actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                            Physical Education &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                            Food &amp; Nutrition ( All the 4periods were done in the comfort of the school's Computer Lab ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a day i must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today for PE my class had to practise shotput. It was really fun with all the laughing of how some would try to challenge each other, with jokes about posture and body movements flying all over the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After school there was a possibility of a fight, but unfortunaely, nothing much was prodiced when a teacher intervened and broke up the mass of us. After that i had to hurry off for a prefect meeting and later on in went back home to attend to some business before returning to school as i had to go for Judo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's training was all on groundwork techniques and basically joked around with my an acquaintence. To much disappointment, the time in which we could try out our techniques in groudwork fighting lasted merely 2minutes.  drats.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that i met up with a few friends and had dinner at Bishan before splitting up to reach home quickly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just opened my mailbox, and im flooded with mail ranging from FUTILE TACTICS OF-Business, PAY A MILLION BUCKS-Fitness, CHEAPO-Discounts,  and a whole lot of garbage which i would have NEVER  sighed up for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So much for all that value-added spam protection Mail servers are boasting about. To hell with that crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently listening to ; J-Lo's -Get Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the only thing i can say is, She really looks hot and great in the video for that, without a doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just 2days ago, i watched the movie "Catch Me If you Can", starring Tom Hanks and Leonardo Dicarpio( if thats' how its spelt, i haven't really bothered to take note as to how its spelt so ignore that yeah...) that released about 2years ago i if aint wrong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At first, i presume that is gonna be another "A Day of Our Lives" kinda boring show, but as i watched it , i can only conclude that, i should ahve gone to the movies for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It really intrigues me in regards to the fella's intellect. Gotta give it to the individual in which the movie was based on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay guys, i gotta make my move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would try my very best to update asap when im free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You all take care and before  i laeve, i would like to say a very&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to all those who do celebrate, and a wonderful weekend to all those who are reading right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MarkOfCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110754023552134438?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110754023552134438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110754023552134438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110754023552134438' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110500544086944565</id><published>2005-01-06T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:57:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a week i must say.&lt;br /&gt;it started off with the Sec1 Orientation around the school facilities on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Just before that, the Principal gave his first speech which evolved around the topic- Discipline.   With much candor, it was hard to say whether he was about to lead pupils from a school or a Detention Barracks somewhere in Changi.   With the extremely emphasis on Discipline, i would have stuck with the second( Detention Barracks ) option.   a depressed childhood nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;After the speech that would have had the listeners raise middle-fingers to the speaker if permitted, those with long hair were send to a pair of  external Barbers who came promptly, where finances were involved. I had acceptable hair in all sections( the front, side and top) except the back, which had over time been fairly-long and was touching my collar. In all failed attempts the conceal the inevitable, our assigned teacher, Lim Kim Hong noticed and was about to send me across but with profuse pleas said in the most sorrowful of voices, she permitted a one-day grace.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to get our passport-sized pictures taken . I seriously do not intend to keep them, knowing full well that it wont turn out great due to all the mess created to my hair while negotiating the goodwill of Kim Hong.&lt;br /&gt;This is when i went , along with most of the prefects and student leader to bring the sec 1 kids around my school with such destitute facilities. After all the accompanying of a friend's class, school ended and i made my way back home.&lt;br /&gt;On the bus , a friend msgged asking my company to meet him and other ex-prefect mates around the area. After excessively-much persuasion, i rushed out of the house and made my way to the Macs outlet.&lt;br /&gt;We all updated each other on each other's current affairs in all aspects over 3 orders of medium fries ,fish burgers and loads of ice cream. hahas. It was really great to meet all of them after it had been quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for another meeting like that actually, all the laughter targeted at no one in particular but everyone fairly, everyone left without a frown or a grudge but more of a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thats how i like friends and meetings , just laughter and talk about everything and anything you wanna say , without holding back any form of grudges or things in particular. &lt;br /&gt;Thats what i call a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; meet-up.&lt;br /&gt;on TUESDAY, i went for the Sec1 Orientation camp at the infamous( according to my standards.lols. ) CDANS Camp at Bikit Batok. It was a great load of fun and i made new friends with some of the individuals, one of which who can't stop laughing after i cracked a joke to get him to move his lazy ass. Furthermore, i got to know some of the Sec.3 SLs personally, but also in the process i found some who strangely knew mine but i didn't know theirs, even though we have not talked face-to-face.   what's the word without phenomenons like this?. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;The campfire was the worst one i have seen( the fire was brning inside the can of a biscuit box and was surrounded with woods pieces that wouldn't have burnt or even changed temperature because the fire was all contained in the freaking tin. ) to date.&lt;br /&gt;What is CampFire when no wood is burnt , and no smoke and sparks are enamated?. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;At first the songs weren't too bad but after a while, they became repetitive but before you know it, its 9+ and everyone scrambles to the buses towards school, with the thought of a shower as an instantly-fueled desire.&lt;br /&gt;On whole, it was a great 1day camp and although i reached home all tired, it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;My mum picked me up and we made our way to a Bishan Coffeeshop and i had what i so wanted after two packets of cold styrofoam-packed food for lunch and dinner and my 'o' my, the steamy hor-fun tasted like heaven when compared to the unsalted camp food.&lt;br /&gt;Once i got home, i had a fairly-long shower, skipped reading the newspapers and crashed to bed, hoping to waking up the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Today started off witht he patrolling of the Building in the morning and the first two periods were Mother Tongue. But with me taking Chinese in a seperate classroom, i didnt know where in the world it was being held so i headed to the Genaral Office.&lt;br /&gt;There i requested to know where the classroom was and beyond my wildest dreams, i got the answer," I Dont Knnow."..     Just to check , i wanted to respond with," Are you not the hag who sits behind the oversized counter at the General Office who is told of all the school's internal affairs, and should at least know where the hell the classes are held at?.. "..    thats what you call a fool with a capital "F". &lt;br /&gt;After like 1 and a 1/2 periods, i found the class which was at a row i didnt check on the second floor. The lessons following that were English , and next in line before recess, Food and Nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;It was pleasing to know that at least they didnt change my F&amp;N teacher. But if she was to win the " Most Talkative Teacher Award", she would ahve won the priz ehands-down for a fact. Left with barely 15mins of the time  which she couls have used for constructive teaching, she then started on the topic. By the time she started , you could notice that half of the pupils in the class were resting their heads on their forearms coupled with half-open eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;Then during recess i walked around to inspect duty of the prefects for the building. At first, i was pleased to see that none were upstairs, knowing that the prefects are doing their duty. Walking away frm Block H and towards the Central Staircase, a large group of 8students starting climbing the stairs.  After that, more followed suit and before you know it, it would have seen as the building prefects were off-duty during recess.&lt;br /&gt;Another topic to talk about during the next prefect meeting.&lt;br /&gt;The last subject of the day was Social Studies . Just beofree i start, i would like to say to all those who can survive Mdm Cheng's lesson without feeling so sleepy and bored that bored would have been a too-mild word to use, you guys have gotta teach me the technique. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, if you can resist sleeping during her blabble for the whole 2periods, you can resist anything you so desire.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she stopped after seeing that so many heeds were starting to fall.&lt;br /&gt;What a  miracle in deed, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;After school i ahd lunch with friends and got my myself home.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;If you so wish to speak, do that on  my tag board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&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/6908407-110500544086944565?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110500544086944565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110500544086944565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110500544086944565' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110461025981744747</id><published>2005-01-02T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T04:10:59.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a year . what a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals were achieved wtih much anticipating the year before .&lt;br /&gt;Some were stagnant , some were in full gear.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back , i must say it was definitely one with lots of highs-and lows. &lt;br /&gt;With complete candor, the start of it seems as a miserable and bleak one, with me getting the every much opposite of what i wanted to achieved academically.&lt;br /&gt;With the transfer of class and an optimistic mindset at heart, things appeared better  with many memories that can never be shifted even if it was written on the sand of a windy desert plain.&lt;br /&gt;Making friends with more individuals throughout the year was a good aspect of the year i cannot miss.&lt;br /&gt;The constant and never-ending rumours that trail me in all ways possible came and went , some not wanting to budge due to the childish minds of people who cant differenciate socialising and flirting. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;Later through the year, the physical achievements, namely NAPFA and my co-curricular activity , Judo brought happiness and sadness repectively.&lt;br /&gt;In another aspect of my school life, The Prefectorial Board brought much unanticipated shock and gladness  with the announcement of a post given to me, showing a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;With the few weeks of cancelled Judo, bad headaches, additional math remedials, after-school questions outside the teacer's office and intensive mugging at MacDonald's in preparation for the biggest event of the academic year, the End Of Year Exams, i pulled it off with fairly-good grades and thoughts of areas in all subjects that i can further improve on to achieve my aims .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year has been great and sad especially of the unexpected disaster, it would be one where fresh and existing bonds between friends and aquaintences would be created, strengthened and with the arrival of many more fruitful memories.&lt;br /&gt;Academically, i have much to catch up on and much to improve, knowing full well that time is not im my favour with regards to the  O's.&lt;br /&gt;I have revised my personal goals and with the new year i await impatiently, the best is yet to be.&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/6908407-110461025981744747?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110461025981744747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110461025981744747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110461025981744747' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110460862805930741</id><published>2005-01-02T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T03:43:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple.&lt;br /&gt;its been pretty long since i last blogged, i must agree. But it would be compensated with this fairly-long entry i am about to address. &lt;br /&gt;So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, i had a fabously over-the-moon New Year's celebration this year after i was able to celebrate it with a group of friends and ahd a friend spent the night at my place but he ahd to unfortunately leave early  .&lt;br /&gt;The sights , sounds and overpouring laughter made me enjoy every moment.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking away from the cliche "family-stays-home-to-watch-tv" kinda New Year( but it wasn't easy, trust me. ) , i came back home at 5 and slept at 6+.  &lt;br /&gt;With the nullification of the live broadcast of the New Year's countdown 2005 , i really couldn't see how staying home watching the replaced shows like 'Naked gun 331/2 and Beastmaster 2' could help start my new year with a 'bang'.&lt;br /&gt;just no go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In wake of the disaster that has struck South-East Asia with full force, i would like to wish my warmest condolences to those who have perished in the aftermath of the disaster and hope that those who are yet to be found would be retrived quickly, ending more misery for those who await them.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that the repeated pictures and videos ( they are shown so many times that you can literally remember what was an interviewee reponse to a qustion as it was just played 5mins ago. give us a break , lads. ) on virtually all news platforms would subside as there's other news to report on during the 30min news segment..  pple are suffering in other places too you know.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a shout out to all aquaintences who have sent me cards online and messages with greeting of Christmas and the New Year, if i have unintentionally missed you out in wishing my gratitude for that thought, i would like to say Thank You and to all others reading my posts, I would like to wish you  all A Happy New Year and all the Best in whatever you pursue in the days ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great opportunity to talk to a good friend of mine and reminsed about the year 2004, and more importantly 2005, with our goals, dreams and thoughts about our future as topics of the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;With both of us wanting to help each other to get to our preferred JC, i personally cant wait for the new year to commence and perserve through the 10months and to the O's and before you know it, i would be graduating and getting all anxious for grad night.&lt;br /&gt;If 2004 ( the complete 12months) felt so short, what would 10months(considering that the O's start arnd October if i aint wrong)  be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. It is here where i will end this post and continue soon i hope.&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Scott.&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/6908407-110460862805930741?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110460862805930741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110460862805930741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110460862805930741' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110348097128573540</id><published>2004-12-20T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:01:28.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey there pple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just came back from the Prefect Camp. There is so much to say, i seriously dont know where to begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Much to my disbelief, i managed to wake up at 5.30 in the morning with only 2 alarm clocks, knowing that sleeping at 2-4am every day is trite and sleeping any earlier would be due to any sickness whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Brought the same gargantuan bag i would bring every camp and inclusive of a sleeping bag i only prepared the night before, it weighed a ton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Left the school grounds after approximately 2hrs after that time when we were supposed to arrive. The whole time i was wondering what called for the early wake-up while those who came at the suggested time were bored to no end, loitering around the school grounds out of complete boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The camp was held at the CDANS Adventure Centre at Bukit Batok. We were cautioned upon arrival about falling branches and snakes around the camping grounds and the first item off the day's agenda was Ice Breakers. Sitting next to friends, while being very distracted talking and laughing, i was called upon quite a number of times while participating in "Wacko" . I took it in my stride and fun and enjoyed it entirely. There was field cooking and we had maggi for lunch . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later during the day we had numerous games and one that is most certainly edged in many prefect's minds was the "Caterpillar" aspect of the whole game. It can only be explained through a live demonstration which im sure many who have gone through it would not favour another go at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The second day we had high rope elements in which i experienced for the first time the Flying Fox, an activity i never got a chance to trying due to a host of various reasons such as insufficient time and rain, just to name a few. Being the last, the rest of my group members n i had to push the trolley for the people attached to the rope to get down from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before that we were told that the campsite was relatively new with its construction completed just 6months ago. Looking at the derailed tracks that came off every time you gave it a slight push in the opposite direction, i wouldn't have ruled out 6 years to be out of the option, rather that 6MONTHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;None the less, the feeling of temporarily weightlessness for the first few seconds was surreal and was simply remarkable. Wont ever reject an offer to get another chance at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The other high rope elements were manageable, and became mutual friends with one of the instructors in charge of an aspect of the rope elements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One thing that i would say, puzzled me was that went we fell-in to our groups, they distributed the harnesses and laid out numerous helmets on the ground beside logs for sitting. Later on, it seemed that 95% of the helmets laid out didnt not have one or both components of the clip that would secure and fasten the head gear. The helmets that the hired instructors used had to be loan to the players or campers attempting the high ropes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So i ask the questions, whats the point of laying out all those helmets again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The catered food , i confidently would say was the worst downfall &lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt; the camp ( in which camp is it not?.. lol). At one sitting, we had a light-colored curry to go along with our nasi lemak if i aint wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was hard to differenciate its taste from water. sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next highly-regarded section of the camp i enjoyed was the "Captian Ball" game which has become tradition throughout the years. On one of the games , we clinched a 11-2 victory and another, with an outstanding score of 23-3. On one of the games, we led with a score of 10-0 during half-time, but ceased to continue with the other half due to the threat of lightning and rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After exiting the court, i came out 2 shades, if not 4 shades tanner. Talk about being roasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another un-expected game was "Poison Ball" that was held at the car park of the venue. Once my group went in, most if not all the surrounding prefects that we given the chances to through the ball at fellow prefects in the circle all games me that," Your'e mine...." /" So long , Sucka.." / "Got my eyes on you, Dude" look coupled with a grin across their faces. Some even spoke it out, cancelling any thought of them not wanting to kill me off first. Once the ball started being tossed, i started noticing that it was aimed at my direction continually an d not at fellow teammates that grouped together, making themselves a more liable target. doh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once i was knocked out, it was as thought they have gotten rid of Hitler and his fellow campaign delegates or killed Osama Bin Laden with a pickaxe. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last but not least was Campfire night where a personal buddy and i built the campfire with the oral assistance and watch of other prefect mates whiles 2 bare-bodied guys built the box-shaped structure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was another first and the there was a feeling of personal pride and a sense of achievement throughout the night to see the structure we built- being razed to the ground. Something i would never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One thing about the camp that was disastrous, besides the food for sure, was the showers. When i was told it was recently constructed, i was pleased with the fact that the toilets would be at least tolerable for the next 4days. The looks of it did please that component but when i took my first shower, it felt like the worse shower system anyone would ask for. Once you turned the tap to its maximum water level, i reckoned that the amount of water that came out from the showerhead was even less that wat you would expect from a tap in New Delhi, India. Forgive me for the sarcasm used, but the water was literally running down the wall and hand to be scooped up by the hand full which was barely enough for at least a decent shower. Even the locks to the showers were broken off their hinges and a relatively long queue was expected for the use of the only 2showers in the main ( let me reinforce the word "&lt;strong&gt;MAIN&lt;/strong&gt;" )toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Are you definitely sure it was constructed/established 6months ago, Camp Wardens aka. Personnel(s) in-charge of CDANS?.. maybe you got the date wrong, fellas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although some people where constant irritants that bugged me to the core at times( some with an totally oversized-unrealised ego, some who have not come to the realisation that whatever words they proclaim are jokes are corny in nature and totally set people off, and those who bicker with one another over the most trivial matters people would just ignore, those who issue push -ups to another over the fact that he wants to be at least in control of another prefect while everyone hopes he flungs his examinations ) , i took it with a pinch of salt and the camp ended with a cramped bus ride back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With every second enjoyed sitting in the air -conditioned bus, i could safely say that most of us took the opportunity to catch a close-eye for the trip and dreaded to leave, even after sitting the entire journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We assembled at the opened space near the school's trophy showcase and the post for the Head Prefect , Assistant Vice-Head Prefects for the Year 2005 was announced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it is here where i would like to again, with much joy, extend my congragulations to a close friend of mine i respect and an advocate of anything political, Eoin Ee for being appointed the Head Prefect for the upcoming year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All the best to another year of more fruitful becomings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once i reached hope, i pampered myself to a much-deserved shower and rest before making my way to my Grandparent's place for dinner where i stayed the night before coming back in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When i reached home, i checked on the L1R5 cut-off points needed to enter JC and was kinda surprised to find out that lesser points are needed to qualitfy into VJC then the school of my preference, ACJC. Im pretty much slightly off in the points needed, thats gonna be rectified for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Spent the afternoon doing much-needed revision on my math and physics. With the mother Tongue paper in the month of July if i aint wrong, time is really not by my side, of anyone in the same cohort who have realised that imminent fact already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will be attending another prefect meeting in school where the rest of the committee will be announced for the upcoming year. Whatever the results announced in the upcoming hours, whether granted a post or not, my duty would be done and hopefully, graduate in a clean slate in all aspects, academically ,and physically in my ccas as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reviewed my personal goals lately and with a slight amount of thought analysis, i really got alot to catch up on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got to know about this quote about Goals earlier today from a book aptly titled, "Wisdom". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It says," It is better to get a stiff neck when aiming for goals too high then to get a hunched back when aiming for goals too low." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My apologizes in reference to those who wish to know who created it as the quote was remembered but the author was not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OKay, viewers/readers/people/friends of Satan /followers of Jesus/children of all ages, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i would have to take my leave now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if you would like to voice out, speak freely on my tag board and i would reply as soon as i possibly can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SmokeSpyda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110348097128573540?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110348097128573540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110348097128573540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110348097128573540' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110296359859026783</id><published>2004-12-14T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T02:48:20.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;split &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the corkscrew by its tip&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey there pple . sup. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just went to school today for my prefect meeting to pay cash for the prefect tee that would be given on the camp n a group meeting. It was kinda messy in the start when the collection of the cash was carried out but in the end it worked out fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was kinda good to meet up with the prefects i didnt see since the closure of school (eg avinesh, yonghua..) but we will be meeting again in 2days time so what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that i went to get my school books and went back home and took a splendid rest before making my way to toapayoh to meet up with a good friend. Chillied at his house beofre meeting up with another friend n three of us spent the next 2hrs at thomson plaza entertaining the Lan-gaming Shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, i rushed back home n got ready n went to Junction 8 and caught the movie " National Treasure" at 9.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rating= 7.5/10 ( But i cant disagree with the fact that the movie was very entertaining indeed with many parts in between that would gaurantee a good laugh&lt;/span&gt; . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With that movie in the bag, im looking forward to catchin Ocean's 12. the plannin n excution of the whole heist in Ocean's 11 was excellent, n i hope the sequel wont disappoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i finally got my own track pants (an adidas one at Royal Sporting house ) i have been wanting to get since i outgrown my last pair n have borrowed or trying getting through camps without one for the past 2yrs. Procrastination got the better of the whole situation this time round i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the Prefect Camp on the 15th, which would commence in 2days i have kinda got all my stuff i need n with much thanks to Suren for supplying me the solid fuel n matches, since they are items that an avid scout participant stores at his household annually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing i cant get off my mind about the whole camp is that for the first time since the previous 2prefect camps i have attended, this is the first one where we have to report at 6.30 at school in full school attire , inclusive of the prefect tie, tie pin and badge. Just hope the President Nathan or SM Lee Kuan Yew aint gonna be present at the camp for such extremes with concerns to appearance. sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finished 2library books this past week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But for all you voracious readers out there, if you wanna challenge, you gotta try reading this book if you ever get to lay your meathooks( aka. hands ) on it. Its by Salman Rashide titled "Satanic Verses". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why i ever said " &lt;em&gt;if you ever get to&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;earlier its becoz the book is banned in this miniscule island called Singapore , due to some comments in the book that talks about the Muslim Religion if i aint wrong. But boy 'o' boy, that book is really tough shit and i really would give a handshake to the individual who could ever plod through the book and suffice with a detailed understanding of the text/novel from the first page to the very last. Its been the 2nd time since sec1 when i trying tackling it but got muddled up about the whole story after about page 30+. I will tacle that book , if not soon, then in the very near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been hooked on a couple of songs these past few days. violence &amp;amp; always by Blink 182 , some songs frm Linkin Park's mashup with J'zy ( i know the spelling is out of line, but thats the way my short-form goes for the fella ) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each day is a new song, never a day without. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Furthermore, i've got the days after my camp kinda booked meetin up with friends i didnt meet in a long period of time n some who needs updating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year's Christmas is kind of a anomalous one. Up till now, nothing has been done in preperation for it and presents/cards have yet to be bought... Drats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At least if a friend is game then i wont mind walking arnD Orchard Rd looking at the lights n spending the day there.. It all depends. i'll try to be an optimist for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, anything ya'll wanna share about whatsoever( eg. any movie/ thought/ drop-by/ you day/ how pathetic or blissful you life can possibly be ... ), just voice out on the taggie board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oaky pple, i gotta ciao how. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I ought to be sleeping now to be able to get up early later today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Smoke Spyda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;( Mark Of Cain + Smoke Spyda = &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; names. &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;person&lt;/em&gt;. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110296359859026783?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110296359859026783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110296359859026783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110296359859026783' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110267151097589819</id><published>2004-12-10T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T17:43:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the angelic work of the home-made &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;devilish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;work of the man-made angel&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(highlight the above lines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hey there pple. didnt blog for like a quarter of a century. riddled with inner guilt to a point where the devil would have enjoyed every bit of it. but 'o' well, thats life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so for these 10+ days, i've been doing quite a lot of running arnd , doing all sorts of stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;finally, i did my IC with my mother as company to wait out the queues that u would have thought u could only see at the Malaysian Immigration Booths across the highway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once we went to the counter, the indian fella asked us to produce the picture which i wanted to have done at the venue itself. Cant they for god's sake put up a fuckin sign to let us citizens know what to produce at the 8m line?.. And we weren't the only ones there who encountered the similar situation. Before u know it, other pple likewise left the queue at the counter dismayed and with terribly long faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Moreover, there was only one person behind the 3m counter. Whats the point of having such a long counter but only have one person doing his job while the queue was extremely long?.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Such things like this , i would really like to find out the reasons behind the logic. asswipes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So got my pic done n went back to the same bloody queue n got the queue number. Thankfully , the waiting we had to endure was shorter that i would have expected and it was done in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i stayed over at a friend's place for 2nights. We had loads of fun and stayed up till the wee hours of the morn. Watched soccer, played the Playstation , surfed the night, chatted, laughed or guts out and basically did the day the way we wanted to without any hurry for whomever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his house being such a short distance to the library, we went to borrow books and i got my haircut after like 3months. hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we went jogging around the perimeter of Raffles JC and i reached home tired to the core, with the fact that i havent ran long distance since the last PE lesson when school was still on in my mind. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;shacked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today, &lt;/em&gt;i met a good friend n went to the gym after reading the borrowed library books and newspapers following a great breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my friend went to the air -conditioned cafe under the gym to buy some food, i looked at the 'pao machine' that kept all the paos nice and moist and warm. I glanced at the bottom of it and i saw this fairly- deep tray on the bottom with a hose( that was connected to the machine) on it .&lt;br /&gt;the basket had holes all over it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... the invigorating/ mind boggling thing is that, was it the purpose of putting a hose on the tray full of holes when water can easily flow through it, completely defeating the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;true mind-boggler none the fact .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Smoke Spyda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110267151097589819?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110267151097589819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110267151097589819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110267151097589819' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110195801210828747</id><published>2004-12-02T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T11:26:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tugged n still stays the feeling of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boredom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the fee&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the feeling of boredom has struck once again. although i have met up with a bunch of friends and watched quite a number of movies already, read another  book at flipped through my textbooks, im  still feeling energized and cant wait to get out of the house to meet up with pple for dinner/lunch of just coffee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some friends have been booked with matters concerning their aunties( u know who u are, it needs no further elaboration..hahhas) or some would be working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;been going to the gym to fill personal time but the time spent chatting with a friend over coffee cant be compared with by any standards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gladly, a good friend has returned frm overseas and we could meet up to play Lan or just walk arnd n laugh our asses off.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with the prefect camp on the 15th, at least ive got that booked . with the fun team members inclusiver of me, pretty much cant wait for it to commence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even thought of getting a job to fill time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just to those concerned; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IM finding a job to fill time and while im at it i might as well get &lt;em&gt;cash&lt;/em&gt;.   Its for the time n not so much the money. At least thought of meetin up?..   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, i gotta go now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110195801210828747?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110195801210828747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110195801210828747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110195801210828747' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110195685883029440</id><published>2004-12-02T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T11:07:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;once an eye of illusion has gone &lt;em&gt;blind&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there.&lt;br /&gt;feelin really crappy this mornin' cause i was woken up for reasons i would wanna find out what the hell for.  &lt;br /&gt;yestday i went with my father all round the place for track pants which i needed for my prefect camp on the 15th. &lt;br /&gt;took the bus to Mustafa Center to give the place a shot. While on the bus, there was a woman whofrom nowhere started sahouting at an Indian fella. As she walked further in the bus, her shouting started to augment in loudness n volme.  &lt;br /&gt;she was wearing so much make-up on her face that it looked as though you could spell your name in all that whale blubber material//  fool.&lt;br /&gt;Shoving our was through, we reached the place but the track pants didnt come to expectations in all ways possible . what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to Plaza Singapura. didnt go there in a pretty long time  so it was a refreshing change. my father had seen a few there but when we went they"disappeared". then we went to have our dinner at the food court and i had this gilled-chicken with rice, soup n egg dish. It seemed that it was the only stall in the eating center that had a queue of people with more  streaming in as time passed.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict- the food was really good shit. go try it and im sure it wont disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i had 2 of that and an ice coffee.  &lt;br /&gt;after the satisfying  dinner we made our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have to go arnd to get track pants one of these days with friends or something.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;will keep u updated as always.&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards, Smoke Spyda.&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/6908407-110195685883029440?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110195685883029440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110195685883029440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110195685883029440' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110180965111380473</id><published>2004-11-30T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T18:14:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there. &lt;br /&gt;finally went to my grandparents house last week and spent the night there. Decided to take my dog out for a walk but it was raining badly..    drats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it abated and i went with my mum to take a look at a warehouse sale but it started pouring again. It was damn hard to see n even more irritating went you get side-splashed by the person's car beside u. We managed to find the place and got what i wanted.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, i went to have lunch with my mum and we split off after i went to Far East with a friend. We walked around and further in the day we went to play Lan around thomson and i totally trashed my friend to the core even when i was playing a game with a whole new console. &lt;br /&gt;(you know who you are, couch..hahas. ) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For dinner, my family walked all the way to thomson n ate at a new place. The woman who i ordered food frm was fuckin- stingy to the core. Even to ask for gravy was like i was asking to buy over the whole store for a penny.  &lt;br /&gt;asswipe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, i met a friend and went to the gym before dropping over to Longhouse to have something to eat.. &lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet another friend later for dinner..hahs. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, i gotta go now.. &lt;br /&gt;tc and bye!&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/6908407-110180965111380473?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110180965111380473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110180965111380473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110180965111380473' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110098643681231922</id><published>2004-11-21T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T05:41:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there pple. Up to today, i have been doing nothing much besides learning and reading &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; everyday( at least trying to ). Luckily i dont have anything major on that requires many hours to be taken up in the day for whatever the purpose might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, i went to the Singapore Expo with my family to get items of our liking at the Robinsons Warehouse Sales and the Book Fair nearby. I got toiletries and much-wanted pairs of jeans. Then while walking arnd, my bro and I saw a bunch of highly probable Bangladeshi workers looking through the stacks of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;The really perculiar thing about it all was that one of the individuals was wearing a new shirt that was somewhere from the wearhouse sale. It was pretty obvious that the fella was wanting to get away with the clothing item without paying.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, by just one glance, you could see the inner shirt that he was wearing with the collar sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the "stolen "shirt which he was wearing over was full of folded marks all over it like as though it was taken fresh from the pile and used.&lt;br /&gt;.....fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good number of new books bought from the Fair to replace the old ones in the House Library. Currently using this 1month hiatus to catch up on more books to replenish for the lost time during the early part of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been learning more about getting a website up from (&lt;a href="http://www.bravenet.com"&gt;www.bravenet.com&lt;/a&gt;) and out of curiousity, i got one myself. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Wont reveal its add just yet, until it is done up then it will be yours to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about the whole Judo Club in general these past few days that has caused me to worry very much in fact.&lt;br /&gt;So far, there's no training during the hols which is with complete candor, such a waste. With the school trying to reignite the sport and more so the members trying to bring its judo status back to its original glory, the least they can arrange is for training during the weekdays so keep us all in gear way before the start of2005. However nothing is on unlike other CCA's in the school.&lt;br /&gt;The way i see it, it would be a raundevou(repeat) of this year where only till the few weeks before a competition( most likely it being the early part of the year) where trainin would be intensified.&lt;br /&gt;Why not make full use for the free time during the hols to training so that we would be pristine for the upcoming year?..Something that really pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg now..gotta catch some sleep .&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigos! :D&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/6908407-110098643681231922?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110098643681231922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110098643681231922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110098643681231922' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110053284347129157</id><published>2004-11-15T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:43:03.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple..the post i wrote went" untitled", so i guess it go erased.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;anyway..i will re-write it some other day..  hopefully tml i will be free .&lt;br /&gt;gotta go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;My deeplest apologizes pple.  argh.&lt;br /&gt;tc. Best Regards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110053284347129157?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110053284347129157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110053284347129157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110053284347129157' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110024096964143993</id><published>2004-11-12T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T14:29:29.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple. &lt;br /&gt;4 Issues i would like to address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1st.&lt;br /&gt;was surfing the net when i came across this quote.&lt;br /&gt;It aptly talks about war, and more so the current fighting in Fallujah between State Troops and loyalists.&lt;br /&gt;So it says;&lt;br /&gt;"Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed." President Dwight D. EisenhowerApril 16, 1953&lt;br /&gt;..what has the world become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd.&lt;br /&gt;With the death of Palestinian Leader Yasser Arafat, i seriously hope there is another leader stong enough to stand up to the Israelis.  Against the only nation that doesn't have a clearly defined border and the only power that has nuclear arnaments to match the United States, so help the Palestinians. So best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd.&lt;br /&gt;Now with the resignation of Attorney General John Ashcroft, i sure hope that the Patriot Act allowing them asswipes to tap into peoples emails, confidential files , phone calls without a warrant  would disseminate soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;At least the people in the US would get to talk to whoever they one in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th.&lt;br /&gt;Now to get back to thy homeland issues, im glad that the Singapore Press Holdings publishers have finally stopped printing articles about the deceased young girl, Huang Na.&lt;br /&gt;See my point pple, i do sympathize the young gurl and seriously condone that fool who did such a loathsome act to  the helpless being. At first once they found the fella and even before they did, day after day it would appear on the front page or the next. I do understand the publicity it is getting, but personally i kinda feel that they go over board with the whole issue. After some time, from sympathy it morphed into irritaton.&lt;br /&gt;Even 4-D bets becoz of the gifts some fella bought for her?.. FOr the Love Of GOD, thats too much.. just leave her alone and she would be a whole load better.&lt;br /&gt;To end, i would end off with my saying my deepest and warmest condolenses to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got anything to say  peeps, just speak out on my tag board. Thks.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go get my lunch now, see ya pple.&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/6908407-110024096964143993?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110024096964143993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110024096964143993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110024096964143993' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-110018547983773043</id><published>2004-11-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T23:04:39.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple.  beeen kinda busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Been going to Ikea to get ideas for my room,  and meeting up with friends for dinner and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Further to that, have been going to the Lan-gaming shop and been playing in 3hr stints. Eyes still feel okay, thk God.&lt;br /&gt;Also went to the gym but my right arm has been aching a hell lot, been hard just making it straight. Seriously thinking of visiting those Chinese specialist that would massage the affected area and hopefully the pain would abate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far , completed reading "The Da Vinci Code" and "Digital Fortress" by Dan Brown. If i were to rate the books, they would ahve recieved a full 5/5 rating. Seriously good and exhilarating read.If u havent read it, you gotta go get it at the nearest bookstand.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. gonna start on Physcology. It something i find really intriguing and possibly what i wanna go for in the future. Currently, i am still sitting on the fence and havent really confirmed as to what my strive to be in the future. Hopefully, the answer would come quick. lol.&lt;br /&gt;In 4days time, its gonna be my birthday. Finally planned what i wanna do and have been really looking forward to the 14th and 15th where i will be spending time will my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Tml i will be spending the day at a friends house to celebrate Depavali, finally goona meet up with all those i havent met since the closure of school.&lt;br /&gt;OKay, i gotta ciao now. See ya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt the way, Happy Depavali for all those Indians out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-110018547983773043?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110018547983773043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/110018547983773043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110018547983773043' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109993234475041249</id><published>2004-11-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T23:08:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple..really sorry for the lack of posting , the inspiration aint there.&lt;br /&gt;Deepest Apologizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference." &lt;a href="http://www.quoteland.com/tellafriend/index.asp?QUOTE_ID=1058"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.quoteland.com/author.asp?AUTHOR_ID=620"&gt;Reinhold Niebuhr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-109993234475041249?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109993234475041249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109993234475041249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109993234475041249' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109964226309286193</id><published>2004-11-05T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T16:11:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there.&lt;br /&gt;been raining like hell. nothing except raining.    bloody hell.   takin a flight up the stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; really good to take a rest. to dream and reminsce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to fight the temptation.  can i?//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant. so deep in procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to alleviate my physical sorrow on the cure of all sicknesses - My Bed and Quilt (pillows and accessories all included etc. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going. gone. &lt;br /&gt;dead.  ( never to reincarnate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-109964226309286193?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109964226309286193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109964226309286193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109964226309286193' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109924186686273124</id><published>2004-11-01T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T00:57:46.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. got to know my marks. L1R5= 17 / L1R4 =13&lt;br /&gt;..Gotta start working harder if i really wanna get to ACJC .   &lt;br /&gt;If i have been dreaming about it ever since last year, the goal might as well be met.&lt;br /&gt;Only about 3% of our brains are used, a little more won't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really passes by freakin fast, feelin it these past few days. IT just felt like a few months earlier, i kinda told myself that if would be a darn long time be4 November would come about, not to mention December.   There is gonna be 2months of hols, gonna make full use of it.&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna use the time to clean up my room and give it a revamp, gonna go on a shoppin spree at IKEA im the very near future.  &lt;br /&gt;Also, been comtemplating as to whether i should take up a job for the month of November....&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I/SHOULDNT I..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to  Sum41's album , Chuck now. Really great. &lt;br /&gt;gotta buzz off.. really need to catch some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;see ya'll!&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/6908407-109924186686273124?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109924186686273124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109924186686273124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109924186686273124' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109923724835135707</id><published>2004-10-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T00:03:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there pple.. had trouble getting in the blogger webpage a few times before...lol. Anyway, i know i havent been bloggin these past few days.. been doing so much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;On the last week of the school's academic year, was a Thursday if i aint wrong, i didnt go for school . i slept pretty late, arnd 3am, n woke up at 12 in the afternoon. lol..&lt;br /&gt;there was a Karoke Competition on that day n my teacher had asked to take part , in a sense to represent my class. even if i went to school, &lt;strong&gt;( IF&lt;/strong&gt; i had gotten up early i wont mind goin to school, that is. &lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;i wouldnt have sang coz its not something which i would be wanted to be known for.. Karoke?.. No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday i had to go to school so that i could get back my report card back. In the end, i spent the night at a friend's place and played on his Playstation until like 2 in the morning and talked till 3. In the end, i miraculously managed to wake up and was yawning all the way to the bus stop.hahs. On the last day of school, it was only like 2hrs be4 we could go back home. I joined my friends for morning assembly, and we were told to clean the classroom. Be4 we could take in the fact that we are paying the school cleaners for nothing, the principal announced that she was going to give her last speech since starting frm next yr , there would be a new principal takin over .&lt;br /&gt;The sigh emitted frm all the students would most probably wake up the neighbours sleepin at the HDB blocks nearby, if not at least the residents at the condominium nearby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was abt to start, it started to rain n we all moved to the newly- done up canteen.We all sat there and she started on a crappy story. She was abt to read frm a piece of paper she held. But she didnt , i guessed if she did, readin word for word , she would have known we would all be sleepin by the time she was done.. the simple story was ;&lt;br /&gt;(Just bare with me, read on and i will explain why...... )&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;There&lt;/strong&gt; was once a king. He wanted to test the reactions of his countrymen to certain situations. so he ordered that a large rock be place in the middle of a frequently used path. Once it was laid, he stood back and watched.&lt;br /&gt;The merchants who served in his courts came across the boulder once reaching the path and they just walked along the sides of it and carried along with their route to whatever destination.&lt;br /&gt;Then there came this peasant who was carryin with him a large amount of vegetables on his back.&lt;br /&gt;He came across the boulder and put down his burden and started pushing the boulder. Perspiration ran across his face and "finally" he managed to push it out of the way and when he looked under the boulder there was a sack . He opened it and inside he found a note and lots of cash which he used to his advantage. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt;. She wanted us to reflect on this and apply it to ourselves, us being the peasant..workin hard is the key, so as they say..&lt;br /&gt;I did reflect on the "fable" and found a whole load of discrepancies ;&lt;br /&gt;1. (Firstly, she said that the king just stood back and watched.) My o' my, if no one could tell that a figure was surrounded my bodyguards in a DENSELY POPULATED area, they are either blind or plain deaf. fools..&lt;br /&gt;2. "merchants workin in his courts just walked past n didnt bother..".. then what the hell is the Merchant of Transport doing?//&lt;br /&gt;3.( She said that the peasant with a heavy burden of vegetables pushed the LARGE boulder..) For the love of God, the peasant had been already lugging the whole pile of veges on his back, would he even care if a bloody boulder was in his path?. More so would he move the freakin boulder, or even have the energy to make the boulder move an inch? ..&lt;br /&gt;4.One person for a large boulder?.. talk abt bullshit at its best..&lt;br /&gt;5."there was a bag with a note and lots of money under the boulder.."... To close an eye, lets say the boulder was circular, makin it easier for the fellow to push it.. With a bag under it, pple would have seen it under and even the poorest bunch of homeless pple would have pushed it a long time ago, to find out it there was anything in the bag for them.. SO , it cant be circular, then it had to be more rectangular shaped. Would a fella manage to push a boulder . more so if it was rectangular , making it harder to push...?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY&lt;/strong&gt;: Tell that bullshit to another bunch of pple, asswipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... these few days i have been visiting the Lan Gaming Shop frequently, playing for like 3hrs each time..lol.. &lt;br /&gt;washed the car too. bro n i tested some driving skills.. i wont elaborate..&lt;br /&gt;Been having a bad flu too.. drats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go to church today, spent the day with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Tml i will be going to Ngee Ann Polytechnic for some talk that will last until abt 5+pm. I really hope i wont sleep if its too borin.  fingers all crossed.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey .gotta go now. beeating the flu and it should bypass by tml.. see ya pple!&lt;br /&gt;( Also ,Happy Halloween to those who do celebrate.  i did celebrate it last yr, so its okay to voice out that you did.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Smoke Spyda*&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/6908407-109923724835135707?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109923724835135707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109923724835135707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109923724835135707' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109851068133143298</id><published>2004-10-23T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:51:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey gurls n guys. i confess, didnt blog in a hell of a long time. didnt really have the time to, except once when i did n the lightning tripped the power , killing the com instantly. so was my desire to do it again , it went off as soon as the lightning disappeared. damn.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thigns have been going fine lately, the last few days of the school's second last week was a bore. The class watched the end of Dangerous Minds and the starting of some Singapore-based movie revolving arnd a poor family and shoes. didnt really pay atention, was joking around with friends n played cards to kill off boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the day, we got to know abt the combined-marks that was to be shown in the report slip n our L1R5  score.. dang. seriously felt i didnt perform to my utmost potential... gonnna use some of the time frm the hols to revise through the work i did so that revision in the upcoming months would n not be too straneous.&lt;br /&gt;gotta catch up on my reading also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was  kind of a boozed-up day. I woke up at like 10am to prepare breakfast n later had lunch with my family at SIM(Singapore Institute of Management) n spent the day with them before returnin home n crashin to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;I woke up abt an hr later n it was arnd 8+  so  wen to have dinner in toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;met a friend there n went to his house to watch dvds...&lt;br /&gt;We watched 'Matrix Reloaded', a movie that i missed a couple of months ago. With all the uproar frm all the critics n the big 'who-wha' over the movie, i though that it was pumped with action frm the start to the finish.  asswipes i tell ya. &lt;br /&gt;at first i though that i could handle the part where Keanu Reeves could handle 50+pple with a metal pipe n his legs arnd a neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;Then came a part where morpheus had to battle one of the Agents on top of a truck. Now, see what im getting at. Morpheus is supposedly the most skilled fighter that he is 'legendary' to all in the underground crib, Zion. Then when he tried to do all the extra moves to fight, the Agent looked like he was able to woop his ass anytime. Even the gal, Trinity, the One's gal , she put up a better fight at the ending against an Agent in a high-rise floor. Moreover, Morpheus had to use a sword to try n get the other fella.. so much for being'LEGENDARY'..sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Another part was when Morpheus was talking at the Temple meeting in a huge cave. All the other pple below had to stand whiel he talked his crap. Now, another point here. The place is suppose to he high-tech, with all the machines to build ships n their vast city. Havent a underground metropolis like Zion ever thought of the idea; -Chairs to sit on..?. idiots.&lt;br /&gt;The last part was when The One found the door where his chinese guy, The Keymaker lead his to. It was where he would go to n sorta find who he truly is n become like the most powerful guy the world has ever seen. He enters the white room with an lod guy dressed in white with tv screens all over the place.. This was the part that killed the most. Someone as old as the Empire State Building started rattling on the most complete jargon u can find no where else but in this sequel to the first part. He wen ton n on that i wouldnt be surpised if any one left the theatre once it start, it was have been to straneous on the ears... thank god for those who actually left. &lt;br /&gt;..the others who stayed, wanna hear the section again..?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i gtg now..gonna meet a few freinds n watch another movie..im kinda late so im gone in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;see ya ple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-109851068133143298?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109851068133143298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109851068133143298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109851068133143298' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109816384410476337</id><published>2004-10-19T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T13:30:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;redundant is the fact that life is changing as we speak the shortest word or wispher the slightest sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there peeps. i know i havent been bloggin these few days. havent really been at home much, considering all the  goin out n staying over at a friend's place..&lt;br /&gt;On satudrday, i spent the day out at orchard. Went to browse arnd kinokuniya to check outwhats new in my fields of interest.. In the end, i pick up a book for myself..hoping to re-light the desire to read that i once had be4.&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the afternoon, i met up with my mum n we had coffee at the coffee club on the"balcony" of the collosal shoppin building.&lt;br /&gt;Later on. i went to have superb food with my family before confirming plans to spend the day at a friend's house..&lt;br /&gt;i reached his house at 11pm...  We watched d Southpard Movie n "Hot Chicks".=SLEPT at 3. ...&lt;em&gt;woke up at 5.30 for church.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;still shocked at how i managed to drag myself to attend service...  &lt;br /&gt;Walked arnd suntec be4 having great nasi lemak, half -boiled eggs n kaya toast..   More super food.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:.. nothing much yet...slept at 3.30 last night n woke up at 10 to have a western breakfast.. Plans for today= Clean up the house, then go n play CS wiht a friend at thomson n hopefullly, have enough time to meet up with another friend for dinner n chat..&lt;br /&gt;kk..gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;See ya'llllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;spontaneous&gt;&lt;burnt&gt;&lt;dead&gt;&lt;satisfied&gt;&lt;off&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/6908407-109816384410476337?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109816384410476337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109816384410476337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109816384410476337' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109785367396765886</id><published>2004-10-15T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T23:22:28.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there pple. total liberation. the EOTR exams finally ends today. Ended with chemistry n food n nutrition. The chem paper went well, except for a few multople qustiojns and the writing of balanced equations after like every full questions. asswipe.&lt;br /&gt;Food n nutrtion..nothing much to say if you know that you studied chapters that we expected to come out for essay part of the paper but instaed they wanted in-depth info on the chpter(s) u just glanced through-not to emntion memorising. Just did the best of my ability and hope to get what i deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. the last part of the f&amp;n paper..last 45mins..everyone behind he except a close frien had their heads on the time.. i was forcing myself to regurgitate the glanced info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thAT...total relief// serious.&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym with suren and jeremy. I actually fogot totally abt the planned event and wore this body-huggin thin black shirt in my uniform.. with the pisperation frm the workout i had not done for like a mth.. i kinda looked like those swimmers wearing the"shark-skin" overalls. drats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we scrapped plans to play cs at the cybercafe downstairs. (sorry guys. ) Gonna make it up for a friend tml.. Have lunch n playin cs if this go out as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. feel like staying up late tonight. At abt this time when the exam period was going on.. I was yearning like hell to go to bed. Such a Switch. Switchfoot.( what the hell. o' well )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.gonna stone in front of the tv after i finish thiis blog n hopefully do a bit of reading, since i have the time now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..i gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;See ya'll./// Happy hols pple( for those having them . ;)  )&lt;br /&gt;Adios Senioritas!.&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/6908407-109785367396765886?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109785367396765886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109785367396765886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109785367396765886' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908407.post-109747877283551245</id><published>2004-10-11T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T15:12:52.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there peeps.  As i am reading commentaries and articles about the global agenda at large, i came across this commentary.  It is amptly titled" What America Says Does Not Go." by Uzma Aslam Khan. It generally talks abt the United States Government and explores the true reasons as to their intentions of invading Iraq and also why nations and even Americans themSelves are beginning to loathe the Bush Administration.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to shed light on a few paragraphs;&lt;br /&gt;"America's first major imperial conquest was in the early 1900s, when American troops fought the Spanish to occupy the Philippines. An interesting aside to point out here is that in 1905, American writer Mark Twain wrote a story called 'The War Prayer,' in which he condemned the war. The story was considered 'unsuitable for publication at a moment of high and patriotic feeling.' It was not published till 1923, almost twenty years after the war and thirteen years after Twain's death. So, contrary to the myth that America is a free country in which every civilian has the right to speak, censorship in the US has been alive and well for at least a hundred years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this little-discussed invasion of the Philippines, American might around the globe did not notably accelerate till after WW11. Between 1945 and now, the US has never stopped being at war with the world. For fifty-eight years, there has never been a single year in which it has not bombed and occupied another country, and in most years, it has attacked two or more countries at the same time. It attacked Korea from 1950-1953, and during the same period, also re-attacked the Philippines to stifle an indigenous leftist uprising. From 1945-49, it sent half a million troops to China, again to choke off the communists. In 1946-48, it sent troops to Italy; In 1947-49 to Greece; 1949-53 to Albania; together with the UK it attacked Iran in 1953; Guatemala also in 1953; Indonesia in 1958; Cuba 1961-62; Thailand in 1962; Laos 1962-75; Congo 1964; Peru 1965; Dominican Republic 1965-66; Vietnam 1961-73; Cambodia (1969-70); Chile (1973); the proxy war in Afghanistan (1979-88); Nicaragua (1981-90); El Salvador (1980-92); Libya (1981, 1986, 1989); Panama (1989); Grenada (1983); Persian Gulf (1984); Iraq (1991, and air strikes had been repeatedly launched till the time of the latest full-scale invasion); Serbia (1997); Afghanistan and Sudan (1998); Afghanistan (2001 to date); Iraq again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list is exhausting but so is the historical weight of power behind President George W. Bush. I haven't even touched upon America's non-military CIA-backed interference in the governance of sovereign countries all over the world, as that would only stretch this discussion even further. But the military and economic aid it gives to its 'allies,' especially to Israel, will naturally weave itself into the lecture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....It Basically sums up how many interventions in wars and the starting of ones all across the continent frm its first to the present-day Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;Just glancing through, its kind of an eye opener to see the country's "TROUBLED "past.&lt;br /&gt;So much for America being a free country with the freedom of speech n all.  doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk..gtg now..see ya pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908407-109747877283551245?l=mark-of-cain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109747877283551245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6908407/posts/default/109747877283551245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-of-cain.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109747877283551245' title=''/><author><name>SCOTT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
