<?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-16075022</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:17:03.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish</title><subtitle type='html'>Mark's roulette of life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116663557239708310</id><published>2006-12-21T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:26:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back!! not that anyone actually realises.. i bet even if i died, you guys out there wouldnt even know, right, you bastards.. haha.. i guess im not that fortunate to have at least a few people who cares for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares about that!! manado indonesia!! great place i tell you.. the trip was totally splendid.. the only thing that made it a little bad was that i fell sick on the 3rd day, and i meant really sick.. gastric flu or something like that.. i missed 2 dives!! i know, only 2 dives, but come on!! i could have done all the dives AND enjoyed myself, instead of making everyone there worried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people in manado are really nice.. they're really polite, friendly, cheerful, even when they only earn &lt;$150 a month.. it was a changing experience for me.. i learnt how to really treasure the things i have and not take things for granted.. really, this trip to manado was good exposure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at the minahasa prima dive resort, which was kinda far from the airport, about an hour and a half away.. i, uncle jimmy and uncle edwin stayed in one hut, and since 3 of us shared one hut, they gave us a big one, complete with tv set, sofas and a dining area.. how cool is that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw many many cool marine animals.. but there is one thing i regret not seeing, and thats the pgymy seahorse!! i cant believe i actually missed seeing it!! argh!! but to compensate, we saw huge turtles and stuff!! the turtle were humongous, they were bigger than i am!! can you imagine that?!?! their head was like, my head size!! thats huge!! we saw dolphins!! oh my goodness, so cool!! there was a whole school of dolphins, and they were swimming with our boat!! awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a blue ring octopus (which is immensely dangerous, bite bite and you're a goner), leaf fishes, different species of scorpion fishes, frog fishes, nudibranches, a huge cuttlefish (size of my torso), moray and garden eels, and many many other things.. so awesome please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, there was this once, under this huge flat piece of coral, our dive leader saw a shark resting inside, and he mentioned for me to go see.. i peeped under the coral, and didnt see anything.. not knowing what i was supposed to see, i stuck my whole head under the coral, and came face to face to a black tip reef shark.. hehe.. whoops, lucky my head didnt get bitten off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another time, this clown fish thought i was its anemone, and kept swimming around me.. which was kinda weird, since none of me looked anything like a anemone, with the vague exception of my hair underwater.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going off now, i need my beauty sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116663557239708310?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116663557239708310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116663557239708310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116663557239708310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116663557239708310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-not-that-anyone-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116611632976570276</id><published>2006-12-15T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:12:09.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im UPDATING people!! for all you non-believers out there, here's to you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon the long absence from blogging my faithful readers (lol).. after that accounts incident, i didnt feel like posting anymore.. and since i started work, i didnt have the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, because tomorrow, or rather, today, im flying off, i can afford to sleep late.. even though i have to up by 6.30am.. *sighs* so early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'll be flying over to manado, indonesia.. i'll be diving there, six straight days!! woohoo!! sibei shiok lah!! cant wait.. but, i havent packed yet.. lol.. dad's gonna scream at me anytime now.. haha.. like i care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i dont have an underwater housing for my camera.. heard that the photography there is totally awesome.. regrets much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta run.. dad's nagging!! see you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116611632976570276?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116611632976570276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116611632976570276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116611632976570276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116611632976570276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-updating-people-for-all-you-non.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116360970376242792</id><published>2006-11-16T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:55:14.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my goodness!! i still cant believe it.. i slept through my poa paper today!! i feel so bad suddenly.. all of a sudden.. well, its a bit too late to regret right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to school around 12.. since there was practically no one around, i went to watch the floorball training.. i miss it, but not to the extent that its a craving... i watched it for awhile, before going downstairs to see if anyone has arrived yet.. no one, so went back up to watch, then after that went to class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were people in class, but on one wanted to follow to go for a meal.. i was starving, hadnt eaten anything for about 12 hours at least? rui xiang, cherlyn, steph and nadya agreed to go, but dilly-dally until it rained... lucky can borrow umbrella from office.. i borrowed the security guard's (my good friend) umbrella, so that the others will have more room under their own brells.. it was a real downpour, you couldnt see more than 10m in front of you!! ok, maybe not 10, 20!! haha.. but it was heavy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love opera!! well, i dont know if its considered opera, but the likes of Sarah Brightman &amp; José Carreras, Jason Donnavan, Micheal Ball?? im guessing it can be counted.. you should listen to the following..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Para Siempre - Sarah Brightman &amp; José Carreras&lt;br /&gt;Love Changes Everything - Micheal Ball&lt;br /&gt;Any Dream Will Do - Jason Donnavan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more moving songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've Got A Friend - McFly (not originally sung by them)&lt;br /&gt;Iris - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has ever loved anyone the way everyone wants to be loved. - Mignon McLaughlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116360970376242792?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116360970376242792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116360970376242792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116360970376242792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116360970376242792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-my-goodness-i-still-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116318785408091294</id><published>2006-11-11T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:44:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its past 3 in the morning.. i think from the time alone you can tell how i feel.. there are only a few reasons why a person wouldnt go to sleep, so go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what there never was, there never will be.. this sentence pretty much sums up my thoughts right now.. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i bought new soft toys today!! or rather, yesterday now.. yea yea, i know, im too old to be still keeping soft toys, but they're cute ok.. aiya, its not like i'll keep them.. i always buy such stuff to give away.. i feel that they'll be more appreciated that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, dont be saying that im rich and thats why i can afford to give stuff away.. i work for that money ok?? giving stuff away is a nice feeling.. i love to give stuff, but i absolutely dread recieving one.. i dont know why.. its complicated, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a bad day.. i fear for my math paper and also other things.. but yea, its just a bad day!! i went to play lan with boon and xiong, but after like less than an hour i told boon that im going to play pool, so 2 of us left xiong and the place.. i really wasnt feeling all that happy, rather moody actually, thats why i stopped playing.. i thought it'll be ok once i started playing pool, but that lasted even shorter, like &gt;45 mins... jeez.. after that i went to plaza sing, where boon went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to antonie's office for another round of pool.. his office is super cool, got its own pool table and stuff.. so i went to his office, and we played.. a short while later his friend keith joined us, so we just played.. and boy were they good.. i was comparable, but really unlucky.. like, i shot the nine ball into the pocket and it rolled out after going in.. like, wth?!?! zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea ah well, the only real reason i went to his office was for the company.. they never fail to make my day or at least get me back on my happy mood.. i left the office feeling better.. he invited me to skate with them later today (its sat now).. i dont know if i should go, still being awake and all.. also, i shy.. all the people i dont really know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired now, think i'll sleep.. cya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet - Plato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116318785408091294?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116318785408091294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116318785408091294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116318785408091294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116318785408091294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-past-3-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116273562637773205</id><published>2006-11-05T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:07:06.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a crazy week.. although only one paper has passed, i am acting like the whole damn exam is over.. i cant stand o's lah.. so many people putting pressure on me, even though i dont feel any pressure to do well.. screw this exam.. grrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my aunt last week, and she brought me to eat sushi.. =D so nice!! but on that day, was feeling too well so i didnt eat much.. only 3 plates and one salmon don... oh, and by the way, its pronounced sa-mon, where the 'sa' in the word is pronounced like the 'sa' in 'sam' without the 'm'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god-sis (grace) has finally gotten attached!! haha!! so happy for her!! i cant wait for my god-children to come.. thats not gonna come for another 10 years or so, but who knows!! i love kids!! whee!! she was so over her head in bliss when she told me the news today... at first when she told me that the he (the dude confessing to her) had something to tell her on sunday (today now), we already knew what he was going to say.. and she was like, 'i probably wont accept'.. but knowing her well enough, she's bound to accept!! haha.. so today, i was like, 'ha! in your face!! still said you wouldnt accept' kind of thing, you know?? hahaha... god-kids!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy relationship to the both of you!! you two have my fullest blessings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think from now on, i shall end of my posts with quotes like i used to... and the quote of the day is =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back. --Barbara DeAngelis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116273562637773205?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116273562637773205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116273562637773205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116273562637773205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116273562637773205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-crazy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116179338974946675</id><published>2006-10-26T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:23:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today wasnt a good day.. first thing in the morning already got shouted at by mr wong, all because of o's.. zzzz.... that period wasnt even his lesson too.. then later, got hammered by mr oei during math.. this time, it was kind of deserving.. the class's attitude toward studies was horrendous, so him shouting wasnt as big a deal compared to mr wong's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore, dar dar's card had no money left, so cannot call her.. i was so bored with nothing to do after school.. i had no mood to study.. her phone no money, cant call.. grace wasnt an option either, mainly cause she *might* take the whole day to reply... call xin ting, she also busy watching tv... aiya... fan si ren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only got 18 upon 26 for math, i think i really am getting complacent.. this has been a problem with me for many years already.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last day of school.. time really flies.. in another 8 days or so, its already o's.. no time can be wasted, yet i am wasting it.. i should really get myself moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, mr paul is leaving the school, and my sec 1 form teacher is retiring.. tomorrow's the absolute last day i can possibly see them, and i must.. its just too important to miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current favourite songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McFly - You've Got A Friend&lt;br /&gt;Busted - Thunderbirds Are Go&lt;br /&gt;BoA - Shine We Are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116179338974946675?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/116179338974946675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=116179338974946675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116179338974946675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/116179338974946675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-wasnt-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-116162727548581381</id><published>2006-10-24T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T02:14:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been awhile since i last posted.. its always awhile since i posted, haha.. i realise i am never committed to this blogging stuff.. maybe i should start... then again i shouldnt.. no one ever reads this blog anyway.. well, if anyone does, leave a shout out in the taggie so i know at least one person reads this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o's are in a week, and i havent started studying yet.. im starting to wonder, am i really concerned about my results? i should be, because this is one major stepping stone in life.. i tell other people to study, and even nag at them to do so, but i myself havent.. thats ironic, thats what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i seem to spend my time watching movies.. i caught rob-b-hood for the second time, and borrowed a few movies for video ezy.. they were, azumi (a really nice movie, a must-watch), house of fury (not really a good movie, but nice to watch), and rumble in the bronx (a really old jackie chan movie, but i love jc so i loved the movie).. i also watched the last samurai at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about rob-b-hood, its such a nice movie!! everyone who hasnt watched it yet, watch it!! but, please go in the evening, when the theatre is all full, otherwise it wouldnt be as nice.. i would know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby (matthew) in the movie is just too cute!! he's not all that handsome and stuff, but he's definately cute.. no doubt about it.. and louis khoo and jackie make such a hilarious pair in the movie.. louis is mother, and jackie is father.. super funny i tell you.. oh, and the nicholas tse and daniel wu cameo in the movie is just too funny man... hahaha.. i cant stop laughing thinking about it... oh, and charlene choi is just too cute in the movie!! all the loves!! to both the baby and charlene!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent sun evening at grace's house, and while in it, hiding from her mom.. i think her mom is really strict about visitors, and especially during this period when we're both having o's.. her brother loves to bully me, and dawn (her sis which i also know) loves to pinch my nipples!! what the!! but she always misses, which make the resulting affected area more pain.. it'd be less pain if she'd actually pinched my nips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all i can think of for now.. see you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-116162727548581381?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115858506052037450</id><published>2006-09-18T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:11:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its only september, but i am already thinking of next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i be able to fit in to the new environment i will be facing? i really am afraid... it really is a silly thing to be afraid of, but fact is fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of working after the o's, and saving up money to either buy me a new bike or my very own dive equipment... i really havent decided yet.. i'll look forward to working.. should be fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115858506052037450?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115781539673338572</id><published>2006-09-09T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:23:16.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i last updated... just didnt feel like updating, so i didnt.. well, at least i updated.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. prelims is on mon, and i havent started studying yet.. thats something worrying i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i updated.. short entry, but at least i did!! ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115781539673338572?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115461455545694279</id><published>2006-08-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:15:55.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo.. have been so tired lately.. even slept through the 2 hrs of poa exams today.. didnt even feel like trying... i think its because of the night classes.. have been sleeping late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope to do well for my math!! mrs loh promised to treat me ice cream if i passed.. hehe... thats so unlike mr oei... probably he'd be happy for me, but i dont he'll treat me... ah well.. no bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of anything to type.. i guess i'll just end here.. i'll blog more regularly i hope..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115366197276668097</id><published>2006-07-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:39:32.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the week has been very hectic, and it'll become more hectic as the days go by.. the o levels are coming, and i dont honestly know if im prepared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went with guang ming and margaret to sinta to collect our electronics... BUT, it was closed!! that guang ming, made us walk to far, and then it was closed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and margaret went back to school for abit of chemistry lessons.. turns out that lesson had already ended.. but ms tan still took us in for lessons... we felt so bad, cause she looked so tired... after about 1 hr of lessons, we went off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and argh!! for the 5th time, i was mistaken for a girl!! -.-'' i mean seriously, my hair isnt that long, my body is not that slim, and i definately dont speak or act like a girl!! haiyo... so paiseh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was standing in the queue in tha macs at gardens... after i placed my order and paid, i turned my back to see if my bike was still outside (i rode my bike to macs)... the aunty went, 'nah, xiao mei, ni de qian'.. i was stunned.. i didnt think it was possible for her to mistake me for a girl... aiyo.. so paiseh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats that.. still have stuff to do.. bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115366197276668097?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/115366197276668097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=115366197276668097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115366197276668097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115366197276668097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-has-been-very-hectic-and-itll.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115314716114527561</id><published>2006-07-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:39:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!! i feel so pissed!! why? everytime!! cant i ever be a better person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115314716114527561?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/115314716114527561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=115314716114527561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115314716114527561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115314716114527561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/07/argh-i-feel-so-pissed-why-everytime.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115242646153889656</id><published>2006-07-09T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:27:41.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged in a long time, kept on forgetting about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. whats there to blog about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my birthday... the day went by normally as i liked it to be... dont know why, i just dont like to tell people when is my birthday... the class sang a song for the june babies.. they wouldnt if wx hadnt stated that it was my birthday.. wished she hadnt.. then, later, charlene shouted across the school a birthday greeting.. she went like, 'happy birthday!!' across 3 blocks!! mad... (laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my (only) present that day was a 'Ha Ha' land hermit crab.. it was a gift from wx, steph, cherlyn and beatrice... the thing was, they spent 20+ dollars between the 4 of them for it.. i had to spend 60 bucks to take care of it.. (sea of tears) anyway now its with steph to take care... think next week its wx's turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really to blog about, maybe i just aint in the mood..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115242646153889656?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/115242646153889656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=115242646153889656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115242646153889656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115242646153889656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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fishes.. in my tank right now, i also have a pipefish... its like, an uncoiled seahorse.. looks like one, only its straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've kept many fishes, mainly oddballs.. catfishes, freshwater garfishes, snakeheads, crabs, crayfishes, salamanders, eels, shrimps, etc etc... but i absolutely love puffers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once put 10 figure-eight puffers in the tank, along with an eel.. i didnt think the eel would eat the puffer, but it did... it's mouth wasnt big enough, and it didnt look canivorous... oh well, it did anyway... i went to sleep at night, next day i woke up, everything in the tank was dead, and one puffer missing.. i guess the eel ate the puffer and the toxins polluted the tank... it became the joke for the years' chinese new year.. my father'd tell it to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my puffers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-115071209444045203</id><published>2006-06-19T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:27:28.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from my holiday!! whee!! it was so fun!! diving and diving and diving.. man, that was the life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke up at around 6.20 on thurs morning, to bathe and get ready for the trip.. truth be told, i still havent packed anything yet, so i rushed everything... we left the house late, and headed to woodlands to meet up with the rest of the company... after meeting up, we proceeded to johor to have our breakfast and head over mersing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we hit mersing, we started unpacking our load from the boot of our car... it was packed to the brim with our equipment, as we had 5 people diving out of the 6 people in our family... i had to carry 3 large bags of equipment to the jetty, because my father was parking the car... it was so heavy ok... it was maybe, 10 kg on my back, and 2 kg on each arm for about 100m... super tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 11, we boarded the boat to pulau dayang... this boat would follow us throughout the whole trip, as it was also our dive boat.. it was a 4 hr boat ride to dayang... i went tanning for an hour (but didnt change colour), and slept for the rest of the journey in the air-con room in the lower deck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the tiny island, we immediately unpacked our gear... the first dive was only an hour away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember what happened over the 4 days... some things i remember though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, on the first night, my uncle and i went fishing, and we caught a baby shark... it was so cool.. i immediately identified the fish as a juvenile black tip reef shark.. i grabbed the fish by the tail, and some guy came over to help us unhook the fish... we forgot to bring a plier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing worth remembering was the school of huge humphead parrotfish... imagine, a school of fish that were 1m in lenght swimming past you... we also saw schools of barracuda... even though we didnt get to dive in a ring of cudas, we did dive in a ring of baby fishes... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw nudibranches, a cone snail, pin-cushion starfishes, cute little cuttlefishes, and the usual stuff.. my favourite moment was the turtle!! on one of the night dives, we saw a turtle resting under a huge coral... as it swan out, uncle luke grabbed it by its shell, thus preventing it for swimming away.. and as i was beside him (i try to be beside him as often as possible, cause he always finds the cool stuff), i touched the turtle!! that was so awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another memory was about how my younger sis and bro mistook me for a girl, or more specifically, my older sis... on night dives, we always tie a lightstick onto our tanks for identification purposes... after the dive, we'll take them out and bring it back to our quarters... when i finished rinsing myself down, i went back to hang my regulator and bc... i didnt take off my wetsuit yet as we still had other equipment to wash (whole family diving, many things to wash). as i was walking, with my back towards my younger siblings, i heard, 'jie!! i want your lightstick!!'.. oh my gosh, so pai seh lah!! in front of everybody, my younger siblings mistook me for my older sis!! when i turned around, all i heard was muffled laughter from everyone, and 'opps' from my younger sis... after glaring at them for awhile, i sighed and tossed them my lightstick... afterall, when you're wet and in a wetsuit with your hair as long as your sis, it isnt so hard so be mistaken from the back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, i had to sit out of a trip because i had an accident underwater... so i gathered my fishing stuff and went fishing at the jetty... you know, sometimes i think people are retarded.. all the time i was there, when people walked past me, they'd say, 'look, the boy/kid's fishing'.. duh!! it was rather embarrasing too... sometimes, i threw my bait (bread) into the water... and for some reason, the girls/women waiting for their boats always like to see it... so paiseh... i mean, picture yourself, surrounded with bikini girls (some hot ones i might add), ohhing and ahhing over the fishes below... and imagine when i caught a fish... everybody'd go, 'oh!! he caught a fish!!' and absolutely everyone on the jetty would turn and look at me... i have never been so embarrassed while fishing in my entire life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, we'd wake up at 6.30am for our first dive... our last dive would be at 7pm... in-between, we'd have 4 meal... each and every one of the meals was splendid... superb... i think better than my mom's.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more could you ask for in a dive trip... beautiful beaches, a comfortable room, wonderful food, clear waters, bikini babes, a lovely weather, an incredible night sky, and good company... i couldnt have asked for more... oh, maybe a nicer bathroom... dont know why, but it puts me off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-115071209444045203?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/115071209444045203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=115071209444045203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115071209444045203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/115071209444045203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-from-my-holiday-whee-it-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114969999225920549</id><published>2006-06-07T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:06:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes!! my dad sent me the itenary (spell check) for the dive trip... 14 dives in 4 days!! whoo hoo!! this is gonna be a blast... i can't believe it.. we're finally going on a dive trip again... and this time, with my very own dive gear... whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad got us some new knives for the trip.. mine is the smallest (but i think, the coolest =P)... the blade is only about the size of, an average middle finger?? tiny huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is gordon's birthday... went to town to celebrate with him... played pool (i beat chris!! twice!! so happy!!), and then ate pasta mania.. very nice food, but horrible prices... im never eating there again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114969999225920549?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114969999225920549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114969999225920549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;nothing much happened today.. basically stayed at home and slacked.. i mean, thats what a sunday is for isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing except that a baby lizard chose to jump off the computer table onto my leg without my consent, and i totally freaked out upon seeing it and flicked it about 10 feet across hall... hope it didnt die... it was kinda cute after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114943814763086193?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114943814763086193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114943814763086193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i recieved a call from wen xia, asking me to bring two buckets of water to the park i live near to, cause they had celebrations for his birthday there and the place was a mess... i remember thinking, how the hell am i supposed to bring two buckets of water there?? one bucket was already more than i could handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i strapped on my skates and brought one bucket there.. i put on skates cause it was faster than walking there, especially since it was a bit of a downhill going to the park.. after skating halfway there, i couldn't bear it no more.. the heavy bucket of water was putting too much of a strain on my back, and it hurt.. so i made a call to their celebrations, and asked for some help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help came soon after, consisting of qun da and joko... the moment joko came, he asked me if i could see someone behind me wearing blue... i turned around and saw no one... neither could qun da.. it was really freaky man... later on, i heard from hong soon that he supposedly can see unatural things... that really freaked me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the park soon after, and boy was it a mess... there was flour and egg everywhere... man, how in the world did they make such a mess... well, i wasnt too happy... first, they asked me to come out in the middle of the night, carrying a huge bucket of water, then they asked me to help them clear the mess... i know that as friends, we should help each other out... but come on, you cant expect me to clear up a mess i didnt even make, in a celebration i was convenietly left out of... thats just plain cruel man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if it was because of that, but soon after i started to use lots of vulgarities.. i sorry to whoever who was there, i know you guys dont like it when i start using them... sorry sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after they were satisfied with the place, they started leaving... i followed qun da to accompany him home afterwards, otherwise he'd be very lonely walking a huge distance home on his own... after walking him home, i went back... on the way, a police car slowed down beside me.. i thought it was gonna stop me or something, but it carried on, probably because the policemen inside saw me carrying a pail... i mean, they couldnt have thought i stole a pail and was making a getaway on skates, could they?? weird guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so early in the morning, i want to sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but before i do... gambatte wen xia!! im behind you all the way!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114936361396496635?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114936361396496635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>since i havent blogged for so long, i have too many things to type.. so i'll just do the leadership camp and the children's camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 26 - 28, i went for a children's camp that the committee organised to help out... oh boy, do i regret going... on the first night, we had to bring the kids for a nightwalk... oh my gosh, they were so noisy!! the peaceful night air was completely disrupted with their noise.. on top of that, instead of calling my 'kor kor', they called me 'ah gong'!! ah!! so pek chek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home on the first night cause i wanted to go play tennis with my uncles and aunts on sat morning... but, i woke up late on sat, so went for tennis late... dang... well, i still played some tennis and had to go back to the camp after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived at the camp, the kids were playing tug-of-war... i thought that them, being kids, would be a piece of cake to win, but i couldnt have been so wrong... when the kids pulled against us instructors, we almost flew... it was a homerun... but all in all, it was great fun playing with them, although they were irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the games, the kids had their nap time... during their nappie time, me, mac and ndi had to build the fireball for the night's campfire... i learned alot on how to build that, and one day i'm gonna make on just like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the kids woke up, it was time for the barbeque... everyone knows how i loved to cook barbeques, so i volunteered myself for the cooking... xinyi joined me for the cooking, so i wasnt alone cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fire was good, so good that i almost burned my hand off... gosh, i didn't know kids were so greedy!! they kept coming back for more and more food!! but then, i guess it's good for their growth... that night i left early with xinyi, and didnt return for the third day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tues, i had the leadership camp to attend... i was a group leader, and julaiha was my assistant leader... i thought it should have been the other way round, since she was part of the new exco and needed the experience... i was just a senior... i tried to put her up to the role, but during the first day, i took care of everything cause she refused to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leadership camp was a bit boring on the first day.. the new leaders were not enthusiastic at all... they were plain dead... but the night activities were fun... the seniors and exco members didn't take part, but rather, we controlled the flow of the game... me, pravin and akram went around being the 'policemen' of the game, cause mr yap requested us to... but we decided to do it the unconventional way... we stalked the teams and if anyone broke the game rules, we'd just pop out and drag the to the 'dungeon'... there, we'd leave the wrong do-ers to azhar and shing chi to be punished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up on the second day, i was all psyched to go kayaking... but when i tried to lift my body up from the ground, my arms had no energy... none, zilch... my arms were super sore, i couldn't even throw a sponge ball... so, i had to sit out of the kayaking and watch the belongings of the leaders.. i wasn't alone, luckily, cause the sec 2 stephanie (her name is almost like our steph, only that this stephanie's chinese name is spelled yi ping, not yu ting) had to sit out of the kayaking as her parents did not allow her to do it.. how paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i had to buy food for mr wee, from the nearby changi village... i waited for almost 30 mins for the nasi lemak that he wanted... i could have easily bought from another nasi lemak stall, but i owed him, so i just waited patiently... the rice must have been good, cause he ordered the same for our lunch, and we had to carry 62 packets of nasi lemak back from the market to the beach... i wouldn't have minded, if my arms weren't so sore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we had an amazing race... instead of playing, i decided to help with the games, thus leaving julaiha with no choice but to take over my post and lead the group for the day... that's how i had wanted it... part of the game included a war game which required the throwing of water bombs... i had a junior fill a normal sized ballon with water till it was about the size of my head... it was known as the 'automic bomb'.. i actually wanted to throw it at pravin, but threw it at julaiha instead.. it didn't burst when it hit her, and still didnt when it landed on the floor.. instead, it chose to detonate when i picked it up, covering me in water... not satisfied, i picked up a water bomb and threw it at julaiha, sparking off a chain reaction that caused everyone to throw bombs at her... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, i cooked for the barbeque too... man, the food came out good.. the chicken's marinate was superb, i have never eaten anything like it... after the barbeque was the campfire... jun (mom) came for it even though she didnt come for the camp... i was delighted to see her as she was my bestest best friend... we sang and danced during the camp fire.. it was a blast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third day didnt have as much activities... in the morning we went to gardens to have breakfast, and after that came back to school for some last games... at around 12.30pm, we broke camp and headed home... however, jun wanted to take pics with me so i had to stay back awhile more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was basically it for the last few days... yup...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114927687134097446?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114927687134097446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged for long, as usual... exams are over... sports day heats is over too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i did well for my exams, even though i didnt study... cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sports day heats was a complete dissapointment, except for the fact that our class's boys and girls 4 x 100m relay teams got 1st and 2nd respectively in their heats... whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after not blogging for so long, no mood to lah... another time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114805145385855189?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114805145385855189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114805145385855189' 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/&gt;i bought a mares dive com, dive-rite bc and rec-wings, v-16 first stage, proton metal second stage, and a rebel octopus... so happy!! didn't buy a wetsuit cause i was too short.. hahaha... i'll have to custom make mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died when i saw the price of my equipment... gosh.. i shalln't say it, its just too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a joke at the dive shop... my and my siblings kept on playing and playing in the shop.. we tried to walk past the motion sensor with setting it off... its possible ok!! just walk really really slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are ok... hope i score well in my good subjects, thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin needs to be a better boyfriend!! and juliaha has to stop being too well mannered... argh!! this is the first couple that is driving me nuts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114684349490857119</id><published>2006-05-05T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:38:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did some other people's too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's qun da's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Qun da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Olive oil was used for washing qun da in the ancient Mediterranean world. (i didnt know you were that old..)&lt;br /&gt;2. Qun da was the first Tsar of Russia! (YA RIGHT!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. More people are killed by qun da each year than die in aeroplane accidents! (murderer..)&lt;br /&gt;4. Research indicates that qun da will be attracted to people who have recently eaten bananas! (what kind?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lightning strikes qun da over seven times every hour. (that sucks..)&lt;br /&gt;6. Qun da has little need for water and is capable of going for months without drinking at all! (now i know why your hair is so dry...&lt;br /&gt;7. Oranges, lemons, watermelons, pineapples and qun da are all berries. (you're a BERRY!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. More than one million stray dogs and half a million stray cats live in qun da. (ewww, ewww, ewww...)&lt;br /&gt;9. Qun da does not have toes! (awesome!!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Qun da is actually a mammal, not a fish. (wahahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's stephs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Steph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Steph can last longer without water than a camel can! (cool... no wonder you and ah da are so white..)&lt;br /&gt;2. Steph is the world's smallest mammal! (WAHAHAHAHAHA!! thats almost true!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. The word 'samba' means 'to rub steph'! (-.-'')&lt;br /&gt;4. The colour of steph is no indication of her spiciness, but size usually is. (hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;5. Steph is the traditional gift for a couple on their third wedding anniversary! (you're a gift... pity the couple..)&lt;br /&gt;6. Steph is only six percent water! (woah, and you can survive longer than a camel without water?! freaky...)&lt;br /&gt;7. The difference between steph and a village is that steph does not have a church. (huh?!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Bananas don't grow on trees - they grow on steph. (what kind of bananas??)&lt;br /&gt;9. Never store steph at room temperature. (you'd melt, you white camel thingy)&lt;br /&gt;10. If you blow out all the candles on steph with one breath, your wish will come true. (cool, we should try that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wen xia's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Wen xia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Birds do not sleep in wen xia, though they may rest in her from time to time! (birds?? more like sicknesses)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wen xia has a bifurcated penis. (WHAT?!?! WAHAHAHAHA!! what's 'bifurcated'?? but you have a penis!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. India tested its first nuclear wen xia in 1974. (you're nuclear.. that explains alot..)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of wen xia. (why not??)&lt;br /&gt;5. If your ear itches, this means that someone is talking about wen xia. (ya right...)&lt;br /&gt;6. A wen xiaometer is used to measure wen xia! (-.-'')&lt;br /&gt;7. The international dialling code for wen xia is 672. (you can dial wen xia?? how?? i know!! ON HER PENIS!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Two grams of wen xia provide enough energy to power a television for over twenty-three hours! (2 grams of her = nothing worth finding...)&lt;br /&gt;9. Ancient Greeks believed earthquakes were caused by wen xia fighting underground! (you fatty fatty bom bom!!)&lt;br /&gt;10. It is bad luck to walk under wen xia! (hehe.. she's too short to walk under..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally... chris's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never store chris at room temperature! (you're gonna melt too??)&lt;br /&gt;2. The eye of an ostrich is bigger than chris. (duh!!)&lt;br /&gt;3. The canonical hours of the Christian church are matins, lauds, prime, terce, sext, none, chris and compline. (i have abosolutely no idea what this means..)&lt;br /&gt;4. It takes 17 muscles to smile, and 43 to frown at chris! (smile more at him!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Ancient Greeks believed earthquakes were caused by chris fighting underground! (you are another fatty fatty bom bom!!)&lt;br /&gt;6. The National Heart Foundation recommends eating chris at least three times a week. (yucks!!)&lt;br /&gt;7. The International Space Station weighs about 500 tons and is the same size as chris. (i told you that you're a fatty fatty bom bom.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;8. Chris has 118 ridges around the edge. (ridges?? what ridges??)&lt;br /&gt;9. Chris can taste with his feet. (cool, you're like a snail!!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of chris. (him too?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114684349490857119?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114684349490857119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114684349490857119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114684349490857119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114684349490857119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-did-some-other-peoples-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114684198898773633</id><published>2006-05-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:19:02.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ten Top Trivia Tips about Mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14, and Mark has 7! (this explains ALOT!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Every day in the UK, four people die putting Mark on. (that sucks..)&lt;br /&gt;3. The patron saint of Mark is Saint Eugenie. (i have no idea who is that..)&lt;br /&gt;4. Mark is incapable of sleep. (cool!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. California is the biggest exporter of Mark in the world. (what the...)&lt;br /&gt;6. Only one person in two billion will live to be Mark. (proves i'm special!! TREASURE me!!)&lt;br /&gt;7. The average human spends about 30 days during their life in Mark. (ewww... can't imagine..)&lt;br /&gt;8. Mark is the traditional gift for a couple on their third wedding anniversary. (i'm a gift??!!)&lt;br /&gt;9. There are six towns named Mark in the United States. (awws..)&lt;br /&gt;10. The colour of Mark is no indication of his spiciness, but size usually is. (hey....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a link to this from i can't remember where... so cute lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114684198898773633?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114684198898773633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114684198898773633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114684198898773633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114684198898773633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/05/ten-top-trivia-tips-about-mark-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114674093419926335</id><published>2006-05-04T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:08:54.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we had math and social studies exams... i hope i can pass both subjects... it was so cold lah!! luckily, i had brought my sweatshirt to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i went with ying ying, renfeng, qun da, jie sheng, jia sheng and xavier to watch MI:III... it is a nice show, storyline a bit bland, but otherwise ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 1 hr and 45 mins, renfeng came out asking, 'what happened to the bomb in his head?' obviously she wasnt paying attention to the movie.. what a waste of money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie experience was not good... on one side, there was this old man yawning and yawning, while on the other, students from another school kept on laughing for no apperant reason... weirdoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no mood to blog lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114674093419926335?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114674093419926335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114674093419926335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114674093419926335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114674093419926335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-we-had-math-and-social-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114649080047715297</id><published>2006-05-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:40:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope that mr singh of a vice principal forgets who i am... otherwise my hair is gone... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds vain lah huh... but i like long hair... what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! getting my diving stuff this sat!! so excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114649080047715297?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114649080047715297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114649080047715297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114649080047715297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114649080047715297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hope-that-mr-singh-of-vice-principal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114624229648109243</id><published>2006-04-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:38:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are so boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are so interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is still a stage, and i'm still a player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114624229648109243?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114624229648109243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114624229648109243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114624229648109243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114624229648109243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/04/exams-are-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114588697614577944</id><published>2006-04-24T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:56:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe it... i'm actually gonna pay 50 bucks for a shirt, and i'm getting 2 of that... gosh.. first time i spent so much on clothes... max i've ever spent was... 20?? but the shirt i'm getting is cool lah (i'm using 'lah' more often to sound more singaporean, my friends say i'm not-singaporean type), so, no regrets... plus im getting a dry bag... hope it really stays dry when it comes in contact with wet stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with singaporeans nowadays?? getting more and more rude, sia lan, pai si, generally fucked up... attitude sucks... i should know, i was once like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs john was so angry today.. pity her.. i hate to see her be upset.. she's like one of my most favourite teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 21 1/2 over 25 for geog test, 25 over 40 for math... am damn dissapointed for math.. could've gotten 31 or 30, just that i missed out the whole loci question on the last page.. i didn't see it lah!! haiz, what a waste, could've shown my teacher that i can study... on a brighter note, I PASSED!! WHEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for antonie to come over, don't know where he is... and it's almost 10, i've got school tomorrow.. but can't complain lah, it's a favour that he's doing for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114588697614577944?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114588697614577944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114588697614577944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114588697614577944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114588697614577944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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attempting to), trying to suntan (which definately didn't work out), watching the race, or just talking to people.. boring!! oh, but i missed a whole day of school.. whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before, i stayed over at robin's house with pravin... wah lau, mistake!! we planned to sleep at 10, wake up at 2, and go out... but they kept singing lah!! never mind if it was nice, but they were freaking horrible lah!! that kept me awake for quite awhile.. after that when they thought i was asleep (well i was but then i woke up), they continued to talk... they thought i like po ting cause i asked her to come eat with us after the basketball finals, like, what the heck... they also talked about things like, would i spread to the school about who pravin liked.. they really so bo liao lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the dragon boating, me, dorin and wen qi (or is it wen qin.. hmm) went to eat seafood.. unforseen circumstances made it that marvin and angeline came along too... didn't really mind marvin, but that doesn't apply for angeline... she's so much like michelle lah!! argh!! cannot stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because dragon boat ended earlier, we went to coffee bean to slack, which ended up in a cheesecake war... so funny lah!! can't remember who started it, but it was either dorin or me... and a huge piece of cheesecake fell in to my ice blended pure chocolate!! dots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we had so much time left after the 'war', we went back to my house... marvin and wen qi used the internet, i was bathing, dorin was in my room (sleeping?) and angeline was walking around the house, aimlessly... my little sis was watching gundam seed destiny on youtube, and it was so bloody funny lah!! the guy who subbed it has a serious mental disfunction!! fight scenes had subs like, 'argh!! my hair's nicer than yours!! die!!' then the guy blasts some other fella with his gundam... lame lah!! marvin and wen qi, worst.. kept on going to this 'youarelame.com' webbie... oh, and wen qi is such a sadist lah!! she watched happy tree friends, and a video of a guy getting his head sawed off with a knife!! yes, knife!! not even a chopper or saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i bathed, we went to chomp chomp to eat (no seafood cause angeline tagged along)... marvin went off first because he had church.. so me, angeline, dorin and wen qi went to eat... i had chee kueh, dorin had carrot cake (i think), angeline had what 'wu xiang' (5 smells) and fried rice (both of which she didn't finish) and wen qi had mee pok, which she added in lots of chilli!! haha, wrong move!! other places, their chilli might not be spicy, but chomp chomp is a centre of excellence for food, so the chilli will definately be hot!! she had a hard time consuming her food.. also ordered the $2 sugarcane from my favourite drink stall, which also happens to be dorin's favourite stall too.. cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we went home... dorin took 317 back, while i waited with wen qi for her 315 bus.. she that day damn suay sia, 4 136s, 4 73s and 3 317s went past before her 315 came.. if you live at gardens, you would know that each of these buses took very long to come... so she had to wait there for like, damn long... during th wait, i found out the she used to be from zhong hua, she knows casper (she says he's a flirt.. hehe..), and that she might be going back to zhong hua.. no!! you can't!! i cannot lose touch with new friends when i just met them!! its just not right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to school for extra lessons.. woke up very late, and reached school at about 9.45.. lessons had started at 8.30... after lessons, me, chris, wen xia and steph went out to eat.. after that, i went to suntec for the dive exhibition.. my dad picked me up and we went.. was kinda boring (dad met so many friends, spent most of his time there talking, leaving me and my mum just standing there behind him)... but the Dive Rite TransPac is soooo cool!! i love it!! i think my dad's getting that (with it's wings), a mares v16 proton metal reg, a mares proton octopus, and some dive computer... yay!! oh, and he's thinking of setting up a company with uncle kevin, and my and my sister would be helping them!! cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exhibition, me and chris went swimming.. after that, we met haja and fazli to practice our run... i think we did well, counting that we hadn't sprinted for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. thats about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114571924168217351?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114571924168217351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114571924168217351' 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e and f lah!! everyone jumped!! gosh, freaky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaliah messaged me back, so surprising!! maybe we'll get back our friendship afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen xia weird today, one moment she's like moody, the next she's happy.. weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got interschool floorball and nationals semi-finals for basketball... i so do not want to play for floorball... haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114468089897988715?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114468089897988715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114468089897988715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bother?? since i'm passing out in a day anyway... but i figured, life is about the journey, and not the ending... so what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaliah spoke to me for the first time in about a month.. even though it was just to tell me something, still, she did open her mouth... feel kinda bad as all i did was nod my head and walk off... perhaps i should have said more.. now, thats 2 of 4 people i have spoken to since i fought with them... 2 more to go i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should take what dorothy said into my head... just forget about the past and start anew.. that definately makes sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, its like bloody raining in the afternoons!! no fail, everyday, and most of the time it'll be very very heavy... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feli's shoes stink.. hehe.. just had to say that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114399350755478898</id><published>2006-04-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:58:27.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went skating with ms seow.. was kinda fun, maybe except the fact that we werent going fast.. this is her first time skating in 4 years, and she's damn good lah!! *bows down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad crystal couldnt go, we were planning to 'bully' her.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was all training.. boring... shouted till i cant speak in a high voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate tuition... it may be helping me, but its so bloody boring lah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114399350755478898?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114321266562228608</id><published>2006-03-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:04:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9.35min for 2.4km run... sucks man... this timing isnt like me... i should be hitting 9 and below... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still am not talking to amaliah and charlene... feels akward cause i have never not spoken to them for more than a week... me and that damn temper of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt have meet-the-parents session today, thats a first for me... stayed in class to help steph do finish her correction, do finish with my group our project, and helped qun da edit his group's work, which they totally dumped on him... and gosh, guang ming, if you ever read this, PLEASE IMPROVE YOUR ENGLISH!! its for your own good, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's outing is, not surprisingly, cancelled again... i think i could get used to the disappointment... ah well, no point crying over spilled milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to teachers is nice, you get to know alot of things you won't otherwise know, and you could become friendly with them too... its an interesting and enlightening experience everytime you talk to a teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wonder why student don't say hi to teachers and the staff of the school... i, for one, make it a point to say good morning to the lady security guard at the school gate every morning, and to greet every teacher i pass.. i think its only basic mannerism... kids these days.. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to pick up volleyball!! i think its cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last, but not least, i wonder what falling in love feels like.. haha... just kidding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114312852220203662</id><published>2006-03-23T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:42:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my compo's the best in the class, even though i thought it was average... goes to show how much our school sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i had no part of the interhouse soccer forfeit thingy, im going to get punished for it.. i didnt even know know what was happening until i was called down to the field to talk to mr hasren... im totally innocent ok, but i guess they wont care... what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so totally stressed this week lah, argh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114312852220203662?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114253722040986046</id><published>2006-03-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T03:27:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was supposed to go out with wen xia... she cancelled the day before though... even though i kinda expected the cancellation, i cant help feeling disappointed... this is not the first time, and we've been planning this for quite some time... and when i asked her when was it going to be postponed to, she said another day, and that she was tired and wanted to sleep... it was like she was avoiding the topic... it seemed that way at that point of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant blame her for not being able to go out though, since her parents didnt allow her and stuff... hope she does keep her promise next time round though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended going to play lan with michelle (people always mistake me for her from afar), and i waited for like 30 mins for her grand arrival... she was so late lah!! played bf2, got 2 new unlocks, and unlocked the l96a1 sniper rifle and g3 assault rifle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'im just a kid' song by simple plan best depicts the life im living now... not a very pleasant one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that 3 of them will talk to me again... hoping against hope..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114253722040986046?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114253722040986046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114253722040986046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alot of very interesting things today.. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted a lot of time in school today, but i think coming home earlier would have been an even bigger waste of time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114235055013478619?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114235055013478619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114235055013478619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114235055013478619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114235055013478619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-went-back-to-school-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114227708614680088</id><published>2006-03-14T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T03:11:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you feel when you fall in love?? happy, blissful?? do you feel happy when you see that person?? or shy, or what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions... lucky i haven't fallen in love before... haha... maybe one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school today to do video editing.. couldnt do it as the file format wasnt supported.. wasted trip to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out ms seow actually likes sports.. cool.. got new kaki le!! haha... hope i didnt put forth an arrogant guy front when i said that my bike was worth 4000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs going out with wen xia again... maybe steph too... they'd better be free, or i'll murder them!! muhahahahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114227708614680088?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114227708614680088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114227708614680088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114227708614680088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114227708614680088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-do-you-feel-when-you-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114218779669042015</id><published>2006-03-13T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:58:18.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems that now, the name mark doesnt register in the books of two people i was close to... maybe it still does, but i doubt so.. in total, there's 3 people who were angry with me, who might never talk to me ever again.. i don't blame them, cause im all to blame for not controlling my temper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bought new pants (i only got 2 pairs), it beige, looks ok, compared to some others i suppose... ate vegetables willing for the first time in many years... miracles do happen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114218779669042015?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114218779669042015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114218779669042015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114218779669042015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114218779669042015'/><link rel='alternate' 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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALVIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with wen xia, steph and cherlyn today... we went to watch a movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met at 2, then headed on to long john's sliver to have our lunch, as we were starving... wah lao, was bloody hilarious in there man.. there was this group of people to my left who was laughing very loud, and it was so contagious... me steph and wx started to laugh, then the people to our right started to laugh, then some other group started to laugh, and like half of long john's were laughing!! so funny man... really, thats a one in a lifetime experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our comical lunch, we went upstairs to buy our tickets.. took quite long to decide what we wanted to watch, but settled on big momma's house 2 in the end, which was at 5.05.. the time being 3 plus only, we decided to walk around at heeren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that, the girls wanted to take neoprints... i declined their requests for me to take pictures with them, cause i'm kinda camera shy.. they took their neos, then we were off to heeren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around for quite a bit in heeren, walked until we realised that we were almost late for the movie... went back to cineleisure, got up to the 6th floor, went into the cinema, bought us some popcorn, then settled down for the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big momma's house 2 is damn funny, anyone reading this should go watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, went back to heeren to buy some stuff, then proceeded to taka to eat our dinner.. after dinner, cherlyn went home, then the remaning 3 of us walked around some more... at around 10, went also went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 73 home, wanted to eat prata, but was too tired to do so, so i went home.. met joel, my cousin, on the way home... went back together.. reached home and watch tv.. thats about it for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114209984265708741?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114209984265708741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114209984265708741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114209984265708741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114209984265708741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-is-my-little-brothers-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114201313576689359</id><published>2006-03-11T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:52:15.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last week was a total mess... i kept getting angry over the slightest things... and for the first time, i actually think back, reflect, and kinda regret.. it's not a nice feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on today (now being saturday already) am going out with wen xia and steph.. supposed to go for ncc in ubin, but i kinda forgot to sign the consent form, as usual... then later on in the evening am going to play pool with zhe wei and neng tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope today will be the first good day of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention that we lost the interhouse competition due to the referee's mistake!! i very pek chek lah!! ah well, it over anyway, cant do anything about it now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114201313576689359?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114201313576689359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114201313576689359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114201313576689359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114201313576689359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-week-was-total-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114149099883621131</id><published>2006-03-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:49:58.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i woke up at 8.00am for cip... well, not really 8, more like, 8.30... bathed, changed, and finally went out of the house at 9.15... i was late, very late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok, took 76 to ang mo kio mrt station where the tin collection was, and got my tin.. waited for agi, haja and gang, and later went to orchard to collect some money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw rev and gang at orchard, also saw 2 very cool cars... today proved again that singaporeans are indeed, very stingy... saving for rainy day my ass... even an old, weather-beaten aunty could donate, why couldnt the rest of the dressed up classy people do so?? time's too precious?? go screw yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this self centred attitude spoiled my mood for the day... wasn't in the mood to ask for money, that was probably why i didnt collect much.. i suppose if i was actually enthusiastic about it, i could have gotten more money... i'd rather do other things for my cip lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i supposedly punched the lower sec ncc cadet as well.. bloody hell!! when the heck did i do that?? i've got so many damn witnesses man, and they all can prove that i didnt punch him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed off over that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got tuition, but i want to go skating at east coast.. damn i need to change my wheels... we'll see tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march hols are coming, wen xia owes me 3 outings!! she'd better keep her promise this time round, or i'll never forgive her for the rest of my life... but then again everytime i say that i still end up talking to the person i said i wont talk too again... ah well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114149099883621131?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114149099883621131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114149099883621131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114149099883621131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114149099883621131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-i-woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114140004784663057</id><published>2006-03-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:34:07.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when it comes to being human, im a total failure... one that goes crashing into the ground, then burns up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what has come over me, but today i seem to be in so much rage.. maybe its all the anger i've been trying to bottle up when i was trying to be a better person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even scolded my godsis harshly for no apperant reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never good at being nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114140004784663057?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114140004784663057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114140004784663057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114140004784663057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114140004784663057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-it-comes-to-being-human-im-total.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114139518140407520</id><published>2006-03-03T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:13:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided not to get new shoes afterall... decided it was more of a want than a need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouted at one of my ncc boys today, and made him cry.. wah lao, please lah, act so chao ah beng, but like that also cry!! bloody hell!! bloody pissed off with the bugger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was ncc games day, was kinda fun.. first game was dog and bone, and mr wong, in his excitement accidentally banged me a little too hard and i fell... haha, blamed him for the rest of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second game was poison lake... actually wanted to play, but couldnt because the other part ds were too lazy.. so me, xavier and raihan sat in the middle of the 'poison lake' and pretended to meditate in the blistering hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third and last game was soccer.. so damn messy as the whole of part a and b were playing against the part ds... i think the figures were, 5:1 in their favour!! it was like the whole field was swarming with ants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the games, everyone was asked to fall in... but the as and bs went to play with the water tap, which broke and water was just gushing out... in the end, it was taufiq who saved the day, because it was he who managed to fix the tap when many others before him falied miserably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the part ds were scolded today for lack of organization.. but i really couldnt stand the way the part ds reacted... they showed really bad attitude... not what you would call a good role model for the younger cadets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for monday, fara's birthday!! i want to like, smash some cake or cream into her face!! so tempting... but probably not possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its mr oei's birthday on mon too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gald not many people know when my birthday, and i hope those who do know completely forget about what date it falls on.. i hate recieving presents... you people wouldnt understand... and i really wouldnt want to bother myself with explaining...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114139518140407520?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114139518140407520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114139518140407520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114139518140407520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114139518140407520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/decided-not-to-get-new-shoes-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114132198864078064</id><published>2006-03-03T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:53:08.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im going to get a pair of sport shoes.. something i've never really had.. i've always borrowed from my dad, and i think its high time i get one for myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of a pair of salomons... looks cool, and is very good... why not?? for about 60 bucks, they're worth every cent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need some new clothes too... haha, time to save and go on shopping spree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to plan for up and coming fara's birthday... hmm, should be fun... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114132198864078064?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114132198864078064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114132198864078064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114132198864078064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114132198864078064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-im-going-to-get-pair-of-sport.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114122364015252395</id><published>2006-03-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:34:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, havent blogged for over a week!! now thats long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, what has happened over the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. got a new floorball stick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. was with girl when she bought underwear, and she was like, 'mark nice right??' what the hell was i supposed to answer??!! no?! i'd probably get killed if i said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. played floorball interhouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. played pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. played bf2, got my lance in a very short time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. flunked tests terribly, like eng and accounts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. this is a lucky number, shalln't write anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. learned about empathy, something which mr wong lacks.. so he claims anyway... and i dont doubt.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, thats all i can remember.. shall blog more ergularly from now on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114122364015252395?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114122364015252395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114122364015252395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114122364015252395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114122364015252395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn-havent-blogged-for-over-week-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114035956347423965</id><published>2006-02-19T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:32:44.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!! my father is buying me a new floorball stick!! so happy!! i didnt even ask, like, he offered!! GOSH!! mark-in-shock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting a wiz 27 from juha, i'll be meeting him tomorrow to discuss about the sticks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114035956347423965?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114035956347423965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114035956347423965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114035956347423965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114035956347423965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-my-father-is-buying-me-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-114028413296193128</id><published>2006-02-19T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:35:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liverpool won manchester united, 1-0!! woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont know why i support liverpool.. i have ever since i was 9... maybe it was because my classmates were talking about them, or maybe i saw a liverpool banner on a bus not long after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tuition tomorrow, and i havent even done my homework... i simply dread going back to school come monday, means having to see madam ratnam again... she may be a good teacher, but i still dread seeing her... gives me the shivers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap class also on mon, still havent memorised the hiragana yet.. shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114028413296193128?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114028413296193128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114028413296193128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114028413296193128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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accounts, which i failed anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed: spent starving for half of recess, as store vendors did not sell food, due to rationing excercise conducted by school... gave in finally when i couldnt stand my hunger anymore... ate steamed tapioca (nice, but better with skin peeled off) and drank our piss (NEWater)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: spent 2 hrs in Sakae Sushi eating all the food in sight!! nice!! ate and ate and ate... me, fara, feli, and jean were eating together... we ate until we were so full, then we called for our complimentary dessert, which consists of 2 pieces fruit, and 2 pieces of Mochi dumplings... we thought, 2 pieces of fruit, aiya, can finish one lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, then when the fruit came, our jaws dropped... our reaction was very violent lah.. at least, mine was... i went, 'thats OURS?!' then we all burst out laughing in disbelief.. it was so much can!! but ok, we ate finish in the end... oh, and fara kept stuffing unfinished food under the plates, cause she was afraid they would charge us for wasting food... so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few weeks very packed, so much homework to do, and lots of revisions too... stay back almost everyday, wait, it is everyday... man, im starting to feel like a student!! hehee.. thats a first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-114009962875330008?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/114009962875330008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=114009962875330008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114009962875330008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/114009962875330008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/02/havent-updated-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113958377422870167</id><published>2006-02-10T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:09:57.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>define a good day... if a good day means that you are happy and bubbly and stuff, then today is definately not one of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel kind of, like, betrayed by my group members... i dont know if thats the word to use, but thats how i feel... mr wong said today, he was going to change the seats of people cause it wasnt productive... little did i know i was one of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said, mark, now i've to change your seat... the 3 girls behind you say you disturb them... in my mind, i thought, wtf?? i disturb them?? ok, i dont think this is fair... they can talk loudly and not pay attention in class, but yes, im the one disturbing them... ok, so i talk to rui xiang alot, maybe that disturbs them, but they talking among themselves, that disturbs me too... i never did complain to anyone, cause i know i also disturb them when i talk... i cant remember me turning around and disturbing them on purpose, then again, it might be selective memory... all i know is that i ask them alot of questions... i guess satisfying my curosity was the cause then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be very biased in my writing here, but i think this is the honest truth... i cant see why they couldnt have just came up to me one day, said, 'look, mark, you disturb us with your questions or whatever, we would appreciate if you would stop distracting/disturbing us in class' ok, that would have done it... but i guess not... i think now i can see who i can really turn to... who my true friends are.. and i never thought rui xiang would complain too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this means i shouldnt talk to them unless they speak to me, otherwise i might be accused of disturbing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of accusing, mr wong has already accused me wrongly 2 times this month... first was at the ncc barbeque, when he thought i was eating food when i was actually trying to see if they were still raw (i was the cook), and second was today when he said the part a's said i used vulgarities on them... i hope he gets his facts right next time he accuses me of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what has got into me, its like a feeling of depression... there are so many things that i actually start to think about now, when at other times, it doesnt bother me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can i trust nowadays, who can i call my true friends... those i think are true friends to me include, amaliah, jun, grace, xin ting... there are more, i suppose.. to those who are true to me, i wish to extend to you my heartfelt gratitude... i dont think these people even know i think of them as true friends... they picked me up when i was down, encouraged me when i gave up, and forgave me when i wronged them... they chose to be friends with me even though i was a immature little kid with a hot temper... if things ever go wrong between any of them and me, i dont think i'll be able to come out of the shell that i will retreat into... maybe thats how other people want me to be, quiet and not irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are alot of things i could have not done, but i did... shit, now that i think back about stuff, i could have been a changed person all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the green willow'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113958377422870167?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113958377422870167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113958377422870167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113958377422870167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113958377422870167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/02/define-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113931674016903301</id><published>2006-02-07T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T20:52:20.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!! people are starting to matchmake me again!! cant stand it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking when i was in the toilet, why i didnt have a girlfriend... and i thought, the reason i dont have a girlfriend is because i fear not being able to be myself when i have a girlfriend... ive seen people change from very noisy, chatty people to placid, gentle ones.. freaky, because its mostly the boys who change so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate macs with qun da and xerxes today... we shared 3 packets of large fries... we took mayo sauce, both types of chili sauce, curry sauce, and barbeque sauce and mixed it all up to eat with the fries... thats how i got a stomach ache when i got back home.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are now thinking of a seafood dinner on friday... sounds nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im feeling what people call 'stress' right now... its not a nice feeling, one where you get easily irritated, bark at people for no apperant reason, you know, stuff like that... the reality of being sec 4 is finally sinking in i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113931674016903301?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113931674016903301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>'to be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest achievement'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the quotes in my classroom... is this a sign for me to continue to be who i am, and not change to be what everyone likes? should i continue to be the kiddy little boy with a tempremental attitude? or should i learn to grow up and become like one of those boring people i see everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me says to grow up... a bigger part of me says that i should enjoy my youth and continue to be me... yet, the deepest part of me says to try and fuse together both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what oh what should i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, thats that... chinese new year is over... well, at least the holidays for it are... i wonder if there is any homework that is supposed to be done over the long break... hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113811429362976823</id><published>2006-01-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T22:51:33.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few quotes i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I used to say, 'I sure hope things will change.' Then I learned that the only way things are going to change for me is when I change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Be the change you want to see in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. ~ It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made some, when i was too lazy to search for any more... please dont laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Even when you drop all the way to bottom, life isn't over. Life doesnt end so easily. If you live on, there will be a horrible day. But there will also be an amazing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~See this cashier? Notice how the $2 notes are with the $2 notes, the $50 with the $50, and the $10 with the $10? The $2 can never mix with the $10, and the $10 can never mix with the $50. Don't be in such a fixed system, rather, like a dime on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, am majorly tired... shall go to bed and think of more quotes... please tell me if they make sense or not... thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113811429362976823?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113811429362976823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113811429362976823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113811429362976823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113811429362976823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/few-quotes-i-found-loving-person-lives.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113802784546494815</id><published>2006-01-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:50:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changing yourself to become what everyone wants, what everyone likes... is that an acheivement, a piority, or a chore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i should do with my attitude... 'knowing what you are doing wrong and not changing it is even worse' my mum says, and i dont doubt her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, do i want to change? do i want to become what everybody wants, and be like a puppet? or do i want to be what i want to be and have a love/hate relationship with everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i truly an actor, a player, in a world that is but a stage? should i treat this as a game, and play to win? or play the way i want to? i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do people know what they are talking about or is it i who thinks too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can i trust? few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am a loner afterall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113802784546494815?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113802784546494815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113802784546494815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113802784546494815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113802784546494815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/changing-yourself-to-become-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113777208161865544</id><published>2006-01-20T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:48:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i wanted to change for the new year, but have i done anything about it??&lt;br /&gt;no... i guess im not good enough... try harder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just yesterday i practically showed everyone a bad side of me just cause i was pissed at one person... i could have not shown that side of me, but i did... argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new oakleys have arrived... on wednesday night... but it isnt the XX FMJ Ice Iridiums... its the XX FMJ Fire Iridium!! whoo hoo!! fire iridiums are discommissioned, so its a good find!! so happy, as i was actually aiming for this colour!! yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im going to school in the morning for filming, then to temasek poly for the open house... better sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'and in the darkness shining far beyond the starlight'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113777208161865544?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113777208161865544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113777208161865544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113777208161865544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113777208161865544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/update-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113733680523430151</id><published>2006-01-15T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:53:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, our group met for the filming of our project... we were supposed to meet at 9, but i couldnt wake up, due to the lack of rest that i got from the sec 1 camp... it was not until cherlyn called me that i woke up... and that was 9.04am!! late late late... so had to bathe quickly (well, i did take my time, to a certain extent) and then skated to school, because it was faster... met them, then realised steph wasnt there... asked them where she was, and they said she was sick... bad, cause we couldnt do alot of things without her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we entered the school, and found mr wong at the basketball court... he asked us to wait as he was talking to the bball boys... then he came over to us and corrected our script... we then proceeded to an empty classroom to film the project... we sat down, discussed our script, made a few changes, then proceeded to start filming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up was rui xiang... bloody funny man... he kept fumbling over his words, did funny things, and made all of us laugh... but finally, after about 1/2 hrs of filming, he finally did his piece, and then it was wen xia and cherlyn's turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! they took 1/2 hr to change their tops lah!! 1/2 hr!! gosh!! i didnt know girls took so long just to change their SHIRTS!! jeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just as they came out from the toilet, an announcement was made, saying, 'the school gates will be closed at 12pm sharp, i repeat, the school will be armed... sorry, the school gates will be closed at 12pm sharp'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!! it said ARMED!! wahahahaha... me and rui xiang doubled over in laughter, and were rolling all over the floor... and it was 12 pm as the girls came out of the toilet, so we had to leave school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the girls went to ang mo kio kfc to eat, and we played the johnny game... the game where you say, 'follow me closely... *then you point at your fingers* johnny johnny johnny whoosh, johnny whoosh, johnny johnny johnny...' then do another action after... then the person following you are supposed to do that too... but most people cant get it... we did it on cherlyn, and even when i exaggerated my actions... she was so blur!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i followed them to orchard to shop for their new year clothes... they were suprised that i followed them into shops to help them choose... they said that most boys would stand outside the shop, get bored, and complain... they said i had a good sense of taste (for clothes), that i was very different from other boys, in a good way... next time they go out, they'd call me... i dont know if thats good or bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a orange coloured polka-dotted headband!! so outrageous!! haha, i plan to wear it for my next floorball practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'im a player, an actor, in a world, that is but a stage'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113733680523430151?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113733680523430151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113733680523430151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113733680523430151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113733680523430151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-our-group-met-for-filming-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113716846034241245</id><published>2006-01-13T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:07:40.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, finally updating after such a long time... decided not to keep a personal diary afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from sec 1 camp... majorly shagged from all the shouting i did... i think that i was the only one who could fully control them... i mean, when things go out of hands that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember the first time jie ying made an announcement, asking them to keep quiet, said her piece, and asked if they got it... there was this bunch of very sarcarstic boys who replied, 'no, cannot hear lah, NOT LOUD ENOUGH...' of course in a sarcarstic tone... i remember being fed up, and suddenly just shouted at all sec 1s, 'you want loud?! I CAN BE VERY LOUD!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, then suddenly, all the sec 1s became very quiet and just looked at me... felt like some kind of self achievement... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was only 2 situations when i really screamed at them... second time was i think during lunch time... everyone tried yellling at them (the sec 1s) to shut up... and failed miserably.... so i went up, but before i could do anything, amaliah passed me a ridiculous looking whistle, saying it'd help in gaining their attention... so i took it, and blew... nothing came out!! not a sound!! so i was like, 'what the hell??' *laugh laugh* 'what the heck is this??' *laugh laugh* the sec 1s started laughing with me, it was really comical man... i passed the whistle back to amaliah, and the laughter had died off and the commotion was back at its peak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i suddenly screamed, 'can you all SHUT UP OR NOT?!?! I ASK YOU TO KEEP QUIET, YOU'D BETTER KEEP QUIET!!' again, all the sec 1s became silent immediately... then, the thought of the whistle incident crossed my mind, and i laughed... bad move, cause all the sec 1s burst out laughing, and then continuing their noisy talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other student leaders around me went, 'wah lau mark!! wasted sia!! you were like, the only one who could control them!! why you laugh??' and we all burst out laughing... between the whistle incident and the screaming, fara actually had an idea that we be more 'camp like', and gain attention and cooperation by saying things like 'campers oi!!' but i wouldnt have it, cause i really wanted to scream at them for not obeying instructions... after my failed attempt, she tried her method, and it kinda worked!! good job fara!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suprisingly, when i played games with the sec 1s, they still laughed at my jokes, and actually liked me!! but of course, with me around, they knew when to listen and when they are able to joke around... sometimes though, they still misbehave, and i will start to yell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the camp was really enjoyable... to be able to stay up late and chat with school mates about anything under the sky is really wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and as usual, at camps you will always find stuff lying everywhere... this camp, we found 3 underwears... two which i personally discovered (one briefs and one panties)...  ewww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so gald to be back home, can finally get a good nights sleep.... only got about 9 hrs of sleep throughout the 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 orientation for floorball was a total screwup.. argh!! cant stand the floorball people's state of disorganisation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave up and went to help the dance club and netball instead... said stuff like i was an ex member of their cca, dragging classes to their booths... preventing the choir from hogging the sec 1s (which was bloody irritating as they made the sec 1s stay at their booth) and they were trying to push me away from the sec 1s, saying i was ruining their business... i told them they were hogging and that the other ccas didnt have a fair share of time, that they were using it up, but the still tried to make me go away... before i finally shouted 'FUCK OFF LAH!!' at the choir members.... then they left me and the classes i was leading alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, been using vulgarities alot this few days.... dang, gotta stop man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i consider it a challenge'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113716846034241245?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113716846034241245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113716846034241245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113716846034241245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113716846034241245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/argh-finally-updating-after-such-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113621075965788198</id><published>2006-01-02T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:05:59.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am thinking of discontinuing this blog.. seems no one is reading it anyway.. i shall keep a personal diary instead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113621075965788198?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113621075965788198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113621075965788198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113621075965788198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113621075965788198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2006/01/am-thinking-of-discontinuing-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113597014255918561</id><published>2005-12-31T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T03:15:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick... sick sick sick!! argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when im sick... my nose gets all stuffy, and i've got no appetite... and the last time i was sick, i fell into some sort of depression... i do not want to have to experience that again, so i must get well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family's going to eat sushi tei tomorrow, or rather, today!! yay!! sushi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'she's a mystery, she's too much for me'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113597014255918561?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113597014255918561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113597014255918561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113597014255918561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113597014255918561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113591981401295212</id><published>2005-12-29T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T13:16:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee... spent the last 3 days at hougang yec chalet... learnt to play majong, very fun!! but i never won.. haha... twin, on the contrary, won 3/4 games played!! zz... but i won 3/4 games of dai di.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a barbecue on the first and second night, which was really nice thanks to macdonald, cause he's a cook and cooks very well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tired... was up the whole day from yesterday till 8, playing majong, and till now... i just reached home, am going to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113591981401295212?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113591981401295212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113591981401295212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113591981401295212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113591981401295212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113553245701647737</id><published>2005-12-25T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:47:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas, just another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing special this year, what a bore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, Tickle seems to be an SGS thing.. when i woke up today, i recieved so many invites to Tickle to do tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more tests from Tickle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, you are Balanced-brained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you are able to draw on the strengths of both the right and left hemispheres of your brain, depending upon a given situation. When you need to explain a complicated process to someone, or plan a detailed vacation, the left hemisphere of your brain, which is responsible for your ability to solve problems logically, might kick in. But if you were critiquing an art opening or coming up with an original way to file papers, the right side of your brain, which is responsible for noticing subtle details in things, might take over. While many people have clearly dominant left- or right-brained tendencies, you are able to draw on skills from both hemispheres of your brain. This rare combination makes you a very creative and flexible thinker. The down side to being balanced-brained is that you may sometimes feel paralyzed by indecision when the two hemispheres of your brain are competing to solve a problem in their own unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, your true talent is spatial ability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to visualize objects in three-dimensional space gives you a unique view of the world. Because of this talent, you are much better than most people at imagining new designs including floor plans, page layouts, and three dimensional objects.How do we know that's your true talent? While you were taking the test, we calculated your responses to each test question and rated your skills in 5 areas. You scored highest on spatial ability.People like you are usually great when it comes to putting together assemble-it-yourself furniture or other household items — whether the items arrive with instructions or not. Your spatial skills also help you understand the finer points of how things work.And that's just a small part of what we know about you from your test results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, yesterday, my memory test had 'spatial' in it too... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause she's bittersweet, she knocks me off of my feet'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113553245701647737?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113553245701647737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113553245701647737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113553245701647737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113553245701647737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-just-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113544758816670682</id><published>2005-12-25T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T02:06:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'once bitten, twice shy... twice bitten, never try... thrice bitten, GO AND DIE!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of my father saying this words, i will just burst out laughing... the way he said it into the phone to his client was so funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some tests i did on tickle.com... interesting site..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mood Swing Test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, your mood tends to swing between Calm and Energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time you feel calm. Your positive outlook on life is paired with a fairly low energy level. Although you might not realize it, your lower energy level is a positive attribute—it allows you to fully experience and appreciate your feelings of optimism. When you feel energetic, you are consumed by flurries of activity. You probably keep to a busy schedule and rarely take time out to relax or veg out in front of the television. When you experience the ups and downs of mood swings, the most important thing to remember is that you're not alone. Everyone—even the calmest individual—is liable to fly off the handle now and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Memory Test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, you remembered 90% of the information in the Memory Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But research shows there's a lot you can do to improve your memory. And if you do, it can help you function in more ways than you'd think. There are 6 main types of memory, which help us interpret and store different types of information. You scored highest in spatial memory. That kind of memory allows you to remember things like the details of an object and how it relates to the space around it — like how furniture is arranged in a room. It also probably helps you picture where you last left your house keys, or recall the location of specific locations — even without a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ESP Test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, when it comes to psychic abilities, you have an unusually strong talent in the area of Precognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means you have an uncanny ability to look into the future and know ahead of time what is going to happen. You might, for instance, simply know that you're going to get that job before the interview even happens with a certainty that exceeds what you would expect to have simply knowing the facts of the situation. You might have a sense of dread before going out for the evening only to later have a flat tire on your way home. These little hunches are easy to ignore but for you especially, quite often lead to a true prediction of what is going to happen. These predictions can be used to generate positive outcomes, and the more you know about how to use your talent, the more you will be able to distinguish between fantasy of the future and an actual reality you are seeing happen, before it has actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Gender Identity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, you're 48% feminine.     -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on how you scored on a variety of traits that, founded on classic research and our own studies, are typically associated with women. You're also 52% masculine, which is based on how you scored on traits that are typically associated with men. When we compare your results with other men it shows that you are somewhat more feminine than other men. But what is gender identity exactly? A person's gender identity is defined by the extent to which they see themselves as masculine or feminine. Every person possesses both masculine and feminine qualities to some degree, however the extent to which each person has these qualities differs widely. While you were taking the test, we calculated your scores in 6 areas typically defined as masculine and 6 areas typically defined as feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which F.R.I.E.N.D are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, you've got a bit of a Chandler going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you be any more like Chandler? The most lovable wiseguy around, you've got more than a little Bing inside you, don't 'cha? Front and center in your Chandler-ness is that unstoppable wit, keeping everyone in stitches (or at least deflecting uncomfortable situations). And like the Chan-Chan man, you'd never leave your pals out in the cold. But your generosity is so inconspicuous that people often don't even notice it. Romantically, a soft, sweet, heart and charming, insecurity rule. You might, however, be held back from love by that nagging little fear of, well, growing up. Ya think? But, like the adorable Mr. Bing himself, it's just because you care so much and don't want to let anyone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i think the results are quite accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'its not gonna work'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113544758816670682?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113544758816670682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113544758816670682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113544758816670682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113544758816670682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113536093261393654</id><published>2005-12-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T02:02:12.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess im very much like 'shuji' in the japanese drama 'nobuta wo produce'... almost identical... putting on facades, pretending im someone im not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next year i'll be able to change, and then maybe half the school wont know me.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the scv in my house can work!! and i can finally watch friends again!! happy me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casper and me went skating, with steward (who can skate but cant stop) tagging along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so there we were, skating down the burgley drive slope (hint, very steep), going fast as me and cas liked... then we remembered that steward cant stop, and went behind him and, holding on to him, braked, but no avail (cause the road was super wet, thus slippery)... and he ended up crashing into a car and breaking its side windows... opps, so sorry whoever who owned that car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and me being the gung ho guy i am, tried to powerslide while going down that hill... being slippery, i fell, going at approximately 10 miles per hour... while that may not be fast, it seemed like i was going at 50 when i crashed... luckily, i did not have any bruises, scratches, or anything... whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now 2 am in the morning... 22 hours left to christmas... one where i'll be home alone, one where everyone but me is having fun... so, all you people out there, go have the time of your lives!! have fun!! have a merry christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i guess that this is what it comes to'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113536093261393654?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113536093261393654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113536093261393654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113536093261393654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113536093261393654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-guess-im-very-much-like-shuji-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113518627671245176</id><published>2005-12-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:51:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im starting to lose trust in people already... probably because ive been let down so many times ive gotten sick of it... so forgive me, everyone who knows me, if i fail to believe you at any time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is step's birthday... so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! hope you have many returns for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also daniel's birthday, so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! hope you have many returns for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today, to play floorball, and was indirectly chased out by keith... dont know why, since he wasnt even the one who opened the church today.. probably a misunderstanding... as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i went with casper to skateline... ken isnt working there anymore, and chee siong wasnt there, he was on mc.. so met a new guy, called skyler, nice fella... he kept on laughing at us as me and casper were always clowning around whenever we're together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cas just came over again to swap his wheels... it was really comedy as we were trying out different wheel position on the skates... and as usual we clowned around, in the room, and made so much noise that my father came in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to casper, brenda, my neighbour, is becoming more and more 'dao'... and we both commented together, 'probably has a boyfriend'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice people change alot when they have a boyfriend/girlfriend... sometimes they change for the better of all his (lets use his shall we, but this applies to both sex) friends, sometimes he changes for the benefit of his girlfriend only, which is not good... what if the situation becomes so bad, he loses all his friends?? and one fine day, his girlfriend leaves him, who is he going turn to then?? friends are not to be neglected in any way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there is math lessons, but i dont know if i will go or not... apperantly alot of people arent going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ, Emotional Intelligence - an ability, capacity, or skill to perceive, assess, and manage the emotions of one's self, of others, and of groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken down in 5 groups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The ability to identify and name one's emotional states and to understand the link between emotions, thought and action.&lt;br /&gt;2)The capacity to manage one's emotional states — to control emotions or to shift undesirable emotional states to more adequate ones.&lt;br /&gt;3)The ability to enter into emotional states (at will) associated with a drive to achieve and be successful.&lt;br /&gt;4)The capacity to read, be sensitive, and influence other people's emotions.&lt;br /&gt;5)The ability to enter and sustain satisfactory interpersonal relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most significant areas within EQ include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Self-awareness: Only when somebody is aware of their strengths and weaknesses can they maximise their potential.&lt;br /&gt;- Self-regulation: In a constantly changing business world, the ability to control your emotions is paramount. Panic and anger are understandable, but rarely produce good working relationships.&lt;br /&gt;- Empathy: The successful manager is the one who convinces people that they are important, and is aware of the changing moods and emotions of their people.&lt;br /&gt;- Social skills: First impressions are very powerful and can be difficult to change. The first handshake or greeting and initial facial expressions form the basis of our opinion, and begin to develop the reputation we have within an organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the do's and don'ts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do:&lt;br /&gt;- Seek feedback - Show interest in others - Trust people - Control difficult situations - Put yourself in their shoes - Be honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't:&lt;br /&gt;- Be defensive - Be self-centred - Think you have all the answers - Gossip behind people's backs - Think what works for you works for everybody else - Lose your temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, eq is one area i majorly need to improve on... cause i do both the 'dos', and the 'don'ts'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'im just out to find, the better part of me'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113518627671245176?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113518627671245176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113518627671245176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113518627671245176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113518627671245176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-starting-to-lose-trust-in-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113493641260773262</id><published>2005-12-18T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T04:06:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah... im in utter disbelieve... being mistaken for a girl 3 times, i went to ask some of my friends whether i look like a girl or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of them say yes!! they say i look like a butch!! gosh!! argh!! zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, this morning, around 1 am, me and casper were deciding what to name our flick floorball team... and we came up with alot of crappy names.. like, 'gardeners', 'santa's elves'... haha, so lame!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'is anybody gonna save me'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113493641260773262?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113493641260773262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113493641260773262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113493641260773262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113493641260773262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113475237012201972</id><published>2005-12-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T00:59:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nowadays, i seem to wake so silently that my mum doesnt even know of it... like, i bathed and she didnt even know!! zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting the silent treatment from grace because i refused to tell her whether i prefered kinder or cadbury chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's reasons why i dont want it, and you know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, and wen xia's ignoring me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i finally chatted with neo after 2 years of no contact... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'get on up, when you're down'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113475237012201972?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113475237012201972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113475237012201972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113475237012201972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113475237012201972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/nowadays-i-seem-to-wake-so-silently.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113466075741621739</id><published>2005-12-15T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:32:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today supposed to go kleon's house to learn how to play pool properly... but, he forgot and is going to kl... so it'll be next week then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's outing with grace is also cancelled... haiz... so is the supossed class outing... so much for wen xia saying that people will go... now she says cancel it... aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i just scared the crap out of my little sister... and she almost urinated in her pants because her bladder was full.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great, now im getting scolded by my dad about my hair... i mean, ok, i didnt give specific instructions to the saloon guy and got my hair cut wrong, but at least i dont look like a bloody ah beng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i was born to love you'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113466075741621739?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113466075741621739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113466075741621739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113466075741621739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113466075741621739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-supposed-to-go-kleons-house-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113458215692236478</id><published>2005-12-15T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T01:42:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from hong kong!! my pets are all still alive!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flight back was great, and this time, the stewardess didnt mistake me for a girl.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been putting serious thought into quiting biking.. i still havent fulfiled my dreams for diving yet, and with biking on my serious sports list, i wont have enough money to finance my diving... i still need to custom make a wetsuit, buy a bc, possibly a regulator and octopus, my oakleys, a knife, dive computers, and i need money to pay for my specialty courses!! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got alot of stuff to do, now that im back.. focus mark, focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cherish'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113458215692236478?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113458215692236478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113458215692236478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113458215692236478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113458215692236478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back-from-hong-kong-my-pets-are-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113430808500109867</id><published>2005-12-11T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:34:55.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know what im doing... ive seriously got nothing to post.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really very bored.. lord of the rings is showing, i think i'll go watch that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113430808500109867?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113430808500109867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113430808500109867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113430808500109867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113430808500109867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-know-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113423005681819667</id><published>2005-12-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:58:01.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just remembered something... on the flight here, i was mistaken for a girl, again... i was sleeping... the air stewardess went around serving breakfast and said, 'do you want some breakfast, ma'am??' i woke up and just stared at her... then she went 'oh, sorry' and then walked off... oh, and their perfume is super strong, ewww... i cannot stand... my nose itched alot on the plane ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck?? am i &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; slim?? or rather, skinny?? thats the excuse they always give me when they say sorry... 'oh, you look so slim' zzz... this is the third time!! first was during the girls competition at ite bishan, where they thought i was a tomboy.. second was the during our dive group dinner.. now this!! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think hong kong is rather like aussie.. or maybe, i just arent that exposed to the world enough yet... or maybe singapore is just too restricted.. for example, everywhere i go, i see pornography, or some form of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the weather here, but i'd rather be in singapore, in a hot and sunny place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, i saw a really cute crab during yesterdays dinner!! really cute!! and talking about cute, the girls in hong kong are generally more pretty than singaporean girls.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new miss world is miss iceland!! but id prefer miss korean to win.. i support miss poland, miss new zealand, and miss korea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, my new favourite channel is star world.. haha.. there are many comdies that i absolutely love, like f.r.i.e.n.d.s, whos line is it anyway, married to the kellys, monk, and the likes.. so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cry me a river'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113423005681819667?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113423005681819667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113423005681819667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113423005681819667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113423005681819667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-remembered-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113414025581550678</id><published>2005-12-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:57:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!! im in hong kong!! very cooling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel cold because ive been australia trained, hehe... everyone but me was wearing sweaters, which was kinda weird.. but then i realised that they wore sweaters not because they were cold, rather, that they wanted to feel warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ocean park, and disneyland!! so fun!! steph, you should have seen the pooh store man, full of winnies!! it was like heaven on earth to me... we rode on rides such as space mountain and astro blaster... fun fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and during the disneyland trip, i saw the minister of education for malaysia and his family!! so cool!! they were sitting right beside us, with bodyguards all around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the ride back to the hotel, on the train, there was a fight... so exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was rather tempted to join in.. hehe... but i knew (who doesnt) that i'll be more trouble than help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to go now, i want to watch miss world.. MISS POLAND!! GOGOGO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'what doesnt kill me makes me stronger'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113414025581550678?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113414025581550678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113414025581550678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113414025581550678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113414025581550678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/whee-im-in-hong-kong-very-cooling-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113378434532604001</id><published>2005-12-05T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:58:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this are the pics i took during the wedding.. i still havent recieved pics from wen xia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/310479af.jpg" /&gt; 'What??!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/5c5d309a.jpg" /&gt; Guang Ming looking on intently, goodness knows why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/5132a664.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone else... Is Steph SLEEPING??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/54d71cc1.jpg" /&gt; The bride.. And her father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/514fa352.jpg" /&gt; Ring Boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/3593af98.jpg" /&gt; Alamak, he took up 2 seats and blocked my view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/be693f3b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/salibandy/cca52092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xerxes.. NO HE IS NOT THE GROOM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113378434532604001?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113378434532604001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113378434532604001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113378434532604001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113378434532604001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-are-pics-i-took-during-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113371363596342846</id><published>2005-12-05T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:27:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jeeze, ive just realised im super outdated... like recently, i found out computer to computer calling is free, so is webcam and the likes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive known that im outdated, but never so much.. like for example, there was this time in english class when mr wong used the show 'project superstar' as an example, and i asked him what was that... and he went, 'mark, superstar, you dont know what superstar is??' of course, i said no.. then the class went, 'its the singing competition show lah!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed that everyone watched it but me.. even the non chinese watched it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered, during the class chalet, wai xiong said i looked like an anime character called 'cloud'... at that point of time i didnt know who he was, so i said 'oh, thanks'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did i know, the character was from the game final fantasy 7, according to my sister... and i found pictures of him on the net, but i still cant see the resemblence between us... hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big haffiz has a kona stinky, but he doesnt know what freeride is... if downhill or freeride doesnt ring any bells, then why the heck did he buy a $2400 bike?? man, he must have alot of money to waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i badly want my oakley fmj ice iridiums... argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'every step i take is another mistake to you...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113371363596342846?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113371363596342846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113371363596342846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113371363596342846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113371363596342846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/jeeze-ive-just-realised-im-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113363238775609022</id><published>2005-12-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:53:07.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr paul's wedding was so fun!! most of the event can be found inside the letter i wrote to him, here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mr Paul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Marriage!! i completely forgot to wish you that earlier this morning... i almost did though.. lucky i didnt... blur me would have said something dumb like 'happy birthday' instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wheel of fortune have been spun, the die of fate has been cast, and you have now embarked on a whole new journey, in a whole new world... with the beautiful mrs paul by your side, nothing can and will possibly go wrong... i feel so happy for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, this was supposed to be written as a letter to be handed to you at your wedding... as i woke up late and had to rush down in a cab so as not to miss the wedding, i had no time to write it out... come to think of it, i've never been early in my entire life... remember the time when i made you, xin ting and the rest of my group wait for 1 and 1/2 hrs before i came?? we were going to ubin... i think that was the first time a student made any teacher wait.. haha... i should try to change myself to be a better person... yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what actually was supposed to come with this letter was a set of bearings... inline skate&lt;br /&gt;bearings.. i know, i know, what has that got to do with the wedding??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im my attempt to be poetic, i had composed something.. it went something like this: 'this set of bearings are among the fastest and most accurate bearings ever made in the world... i hope that this bearings will help your wheel of fortune spin true and well...' kinda pathetic huh?? i knew i should have taken lit outside school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bearings (which i never had the chance to pass to you) were meant to be symbolic, but when i do pass it to you, and if you ever want to put it on a pair of skates, just hand them over to me and i will fix up the pair of skates for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i wanted to pass you an ang pao instead, but firstly, i doubt you would accept it in front of so many people, or for that fact, because it came from me... secondly, i had considered a diamond necklace, which i had sourced out at a good price... then it hit me that you'll never accept that either.. thirdly, i forgot where i put the money in the end.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was such an interesting affair!! i never knew that you had to sign the marriage cert in front of everyone, and that a witness is needed.. indeed, i learnt many things... which will of course be useful if i do ever get married... hehe... funny, just after the wedding, me and cassandra were just discussing on the train how each of us would love to have 4 kids, 2 girls, 2 boys, and that how 2 of them must be twins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food, was the best... you should thank me, i cleared half a tray of brownies ok... and there were so much left over... maybe not the brownies, but i saw loads of mango pudding... your mother, or at least i think it was your mother, said that you speacially ordered a lot of food because you told her that your students ate alot... awww, so sweet of you.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very memorable day... from the photographer who wanted to photograph everything, the adorable ring-boy, xerxes who dressed like it was his wedding, mr oei who took up 2 chairs and thus blocked my view, ms ong who got knocked over by a kid, us students who turned your wedding lunch reception into our very own photoshoot, your mother who was over concerned for us, my book which someone stapled wrongly and i had to search all over the place for the songs, the joke (me and my wife have been married for 50 years, we share EVERYTHING) which the emcee said, to your friend, the travis barker (blink 182 drummer) look-alike.... yup, it really was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when you introduced me to ms lisa twice, and went, 'this is mark, the ONE' (when i congratulated you 2) and 'this is mark, you KNOW him' (when you introduced everyone), i thought, man, am i that famous.. hahaha... i would really love to know the story of why she knew me before we ever met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remember when you said to us last year that ms lisa was very shy?? and how we never believed it?? well, when she said the wedding vows, i did believe it.. but when she hung around with us later on during the lunch reception, she was way cool... she wasnt shy at all, taking photos with us!! she put the flowers on top of my head, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and the student photo!! wahahahaha!! i still remember, i went, 'carry her!! carry her!! carry her!!' and everyone followed, and the whole room turned to look over to see what the commotion was about, and when you did carry her i (and everyone else) went 'ALRIGHT!! WOO HOO!!', and when you put her down and said, 'these are my students... i handle them, EVERYDAY!!' it was so comical!! you're a good sport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i think thats all i have to write... i'll pass you the bearings some other time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a wish-list of what i would like to have:an invitation to a house warming you are going to have for your new house (you didnt invited me to the wedding dinner, hmph)a piece of the wedding cake (if you had one)... nah, joking... it'll all be stale by now, ewww...all the photos your photographer took (its was all digital wasnt it?? pretty please can i have them??)and, a list of baby names... so when your baby does arrive, i'll help you name it... how about 'mark'?? hahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i sound like a jedi, using his jedi mind-tricks to try to make you fufil my wish-list.. maybe i should include a dive trip to the great barrier reef and a ferrari inside too.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Warning: For your personal viewing pleasure only. None of this is to be used anywhere else without the author's consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you get the picture of the wedding... hilarious i tell you.. after the wedding some of us went to plaza singapura.. we played arcade for awhile, while the girls when shopping.. then we met up at around 4 and went to play pool together... i totally suck at pool... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, they started to talk about me, again.. about 10 years down the road... how it'll be my turn to get married... wen xia and steph went, 'eh, where's grace?? never invite her come ah??' zzz... and i went, 'why, jealous ah??' and then they got nothing to say, haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, they said i looked like da di from tong xing yuan.. that chinese show thats on at 7pm... i just needed to make my hair into a mowhawk pattern... that would complete it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i will patiently wait'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113363238775609022?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113363238775609022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113363238775609022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113363238775609022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113363238775609022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/mr-pauls-wedding-was-so-fun-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113344970220857234</id><published>2005-12-01T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:08:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, woke up at 7.30... early... was supposed to meet twin at 8.30, but, as usual, she came late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made our way over to woodlands stadium, where the APAC was to be held... we reached around 9.20 i think... rather fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were put in charge of the food and coffee... our first task was to fill up the flask to boil the water.. it was a complete disaster.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the basin was too shallow to put the flask in, we didnt know where else to fill the flask... so instead, we put the flask on the floor directly below the shower head in the changing room... we took turns filling the flask... how?? we pressed the button the switches on the shower head and ran out before the water came out... which was pretty much sucessful... though we did get a tad bit wet... silly huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our job was pretty much very slack, so most of the time was spent watching the matches... i love the japanese team!! especially the womens team!! they're so short and cute!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the singapore versus india match was a major bore... singapore was scoring goals practically every other minute... and so everyone was rooting for the indian team, which had only 8 players... everytime they dribbled past, made a save, or stole the ball from the singapore team, the whole stadium erupted in cheers... and when they did score a goal (they scored twice), the whole stadium roared... but the final score stood at 42-2 to the singapore team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is brown's and wei siang's birthday... brown scored 2 goals while wei siang conceeded 2 goals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow must wake up earlier to go make passport... apperantly mine got washed by the washing machine and was deemed unreadable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace slept today at the same time that i awoke... i wonder if she has panda eyes... probably not, because she awoke at 6.30pm!! crazy fella, i dont know how she's going to sleep at 12pm tonight as she claims she will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'is everybody going crazy'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113344970220857234?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113344970220857234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113344970220857234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113344970220857234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113344970220857234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-woke-up-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113318775717050498</id><published>2005-11-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:22:37.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im peeling like a snake... on my shoulders... argh!! looks horrible... zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so wanting to go to sentosa!! all the talk about the trails is leaving me wanting!! argh!! another headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want new oaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that every line starts with 'i'?? shows how self-centered i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh pretty baby, i shouldnt have let you go'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113318775717050498?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113318775717050498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113318775717050498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113318775717050498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113318775717050498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-peeling-like-snake.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113311194720705754</id><published>2005-11-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:14:14.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so fallen in love with oakley twenties (XX)!! the ice iridium one, or those orange ones... so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself own 2 oakleys already, a black twenty (XX) and a green pro m frame... i also want a pair of half jackets!! or half wires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know what i want to do when i grow up... definately something to do with water... maybe be a lifeguard, teach swimming and/or diving, or something in relavence to those 2 sports...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive always thought i really loved floorball, and mountain biking... but i have since rediscovered my love for the water, and fishes for that matter... i now have one pig nose turtle, one clown knifefish, one humpback puffer, and one weird looking catfish... oh, and i still love floorball and mountain biking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now officially (i dont know when was unofficial) grace's birthday!! so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE!! hope you have many returns for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'new world disorder'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113311194720705754?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113311194720705754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113311194720705754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113311194720705754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113311194720705754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-so-fallen-in-love-with-oakley.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113302445123366888</id><published>2005-11-27T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:21:27.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i woke up late, was supposed to wake at 12 but awoke later... so had to rush to wash up and leave the house... was supposed to meet everyone at 2 at wheelock bk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok, i left my house, made my way there... was actually early... but no one was there!! even da jie and xue qiu werent there... da jie came on time, at 2... but everyone else came at 3!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everyone came, we started to discuss our floorball positions... since my twin didnt come, she was made to just follow me wherever i go, do whatever i do... thats basically it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont understand why people just love to match-make me!! even today they were doing just that!! does every single group of friends have to do that?? zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meeting, i went out with da jie and her boyfriend... we went around looking for sweets... in the end we went christmas shopping instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was pretty much my day.. came home, watched chicken little... played half life 2... yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now it should be twin's birthday... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWIN!! hope you have many returns for the day... and since you're my twin, i could make use of your wish, now couldnt i?? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish... that if people were to ever match-make me again, that it would be sincere... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay, numa numa i-ay, numa numa numa i-ay, kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113302445123366888?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113302445123366888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113302445123366888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113302445123366888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113302445123366888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-i-woke-up-late-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113294851558416227</id><published>2005-11-26T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:25:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has almost been a month since i have updated my blog... thats a long time... i dont know how should i start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe with the most recent event, the 3e3 class chalet, which was a total mess... the organiser wasnt really capable of handling things, and people kept saying i should have organised it... maybe they said it to make me happy... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day we had a barbeque.. it was quite nice, and the food came out ok... only thing i didnt like was that i didnt buy the food... i was cooking, i know what i want... and the people who bought the food didnt know where to get the best prices and over shot the $100 budget by $20, and the budget i had prepared by $40... anyway, me, zhi jie and wen xia spent the most time at the pit, with me and jie being the longest... wai xiong helped out quite a fair bit too... the others were either playing xbox/ps2 or talking... i really didnt mind that as i didnt want anybody to disturb us cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr wong came for a while, and im glad to say we're back on good terms again... chris brought his girlfriend, hanna, justin had haziqah, and fazli had fazila... i bought the vodka, but i didnt drink it as i hate liqour... ironic huh?? the only reason i bought it was because of stephanie... she's like a (baby) sister to me, so i cant bear to let her down... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, i was the second to attempt to go to sleep.. first was jia wei, he knocked out immediately on contact with the bed... i borrowed jia wei's mat to sleep on, beside the toilet... i couldnt sleep though, everyone was making too much noise... steph was singing at 3 am in the morning, the lights were on, people were kicking me accidentally... it was a wonder i actually got to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day, everybody woke up late, exceot those who didnt sleep.. those who did sleep did so at 4 am... and complained they were tired when me and some of the boys did a morning wake up call... "like, duh, you guys were up till 4?? and some people were even singing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day, some of us went to escape... those who did were me, zhi jie, wen xia, steph, zhe wei, shi fu and rui xiang... i think i did the most screaming, followed closely by steph and wen xia... i think i yelled instead of scream.. haha... we went on rides such as pepsi and inverter... and by far our favourite ride was inverter... me and steph were fantasising that the machine broke down when we were hanging upside down on the inverter... zhe wei was my official ride partner, i rode almost everything with him... on pepsi, we tried to back flip as many times we could, but managed only about 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw renfeng and her boyfriend towards the end of our trip to escape, and sat on the viking with them... after that we went for a meal, and me, qun da and xerxes went swimming... but only for a while... we went back to the room to bathe, then i and qun da fell alseep... i woke up to find steph, xerxes, ren feng, her boyfriend, wai xiong and zhi jie battling out on the ps2, playing marvel vs capcom... we watched tv at 7, with steph constanly fighting with me for the blanket that i was using... both of us threw blankets at each other, and one hit xerxes... we also wanted to wake qun da up, so wai xiong put ice in his boxers and made his balls freeze... hahaha... in the end i went out of the room to help prepare to cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to buy new supplies as ours went missing, as well as more food... the cooks for the second day were the same as the first day, but with the addition of aisha and steph... both were contributing alot, with steph 'inventing' the stirfry barbeque method and aisha opening up a black pepper store... oh, the comedy... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i dont remember how, we started talking about me... about how i was never to get a girfriend, only possible 10 years later, and how steph and wen xia were suitable candidates because they were shorter than me, and grace coming into the picture because qun da saw her name on top of one of my sms... weird, really... after that, we went to the beach, where i was the only one not drinking... they were funny when they were drinking, because the beer had got them a tad bit drunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after reaching back to the chalet half of us fell asleep, with wen xia sleeping beside qun da for the second day running, which was made into a big hoo-ha courtsey of me... haha.. steph was sleeping with her arms folded over her chest to prevent chris from rolling over her and squishing her... xerxes was sharing a bed with hakim, haziqah's younger bro... and everyone but me was freezing... well, maybe i was, but i honestly dont remember.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8 on the 3rd day and bathed, and attepmted to wake everyone up, but only zhi jie, hakim and wai xiong arose... qun da was the laziest, being the last to wake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat breakfast at kfc, and were actually planning to leave... but i suddenly remembered that xerxes and aun da promised to go swimming, so i kinda persuaded everyone to go to the pool... justin, haziqah, zhi jie and wai xiong went to the arcade... steph and wen xia were sitting admist the shade of the trees... and me, xerxes, qun da and hakim were playing in the pool... qun da was kinda like hakim's babysitter for the duration of the chalet, so they played together while me and xerxes were swimming... i got out of the pool occasionally to tempt wen xia and steph into the pool... and it actually worked!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph ended up wearing my surfer top and school pants, and wen xia buying a swimming costume... steph looked so funny in my clothes, which looked and (definately) were extremely baggy on her.. you want to know how bad it was?? she pulled the shorts up to her belly and tied it firmly, but it could still drop if we were to pull it down... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we swam for about 4 hours, with qun da, xerxes and hakim tanning for the last 2 hours and me hanging out with steph and wen xia doing stupid things in the water... because i was kinda dry, i wore my sunglasses... i didnt like the bright environment we were in... people looked at me and thought i was a life guard... haha... me and wen xia was trying to make steph float on the water... which was entirely possible if she had believed that she could do it... then they (the girls) attempted to exercise in the water, by doing 'aqua aerobics'... they were trying to jog in the water, and do kicks in the water... then all of us in the water had a 'hold your breath' competition, which could have won if i didnt hear wen xia laughing above and burst out laughing myself... later on, i clocked around 1 min 10 secs holding my breath, which i consider quite good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 3.45pm, we got out of the water and went to rinse down... steph and wen xia took very long as they actually bathed... then, we went for our last meal there... after that, we headed on home... we didnt take 3 89 buses because it was single decked... which was a bad choice as each bus that came was more crowded... in the end, we went to pasir ris interchange and took 58, which took more than an hour to reach bishan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and qun da walked around for a while, before heading on home... upon reaching home, i found out that my parents were in malaysia and that we were home alone... i went out later on at 11 to meet antonie to ride to seletar dam... we hung out till about 3am, then i went home, and didnt sleep till around 4.30... and i woke up today at around 2pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the course of the chalet, we kept on singing the song 'Dragostea Din Tei (Phonetics)', or the 'Numa Numa I-ay' song, which became our unofficial chalet theme song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went out to do some things for hougang cc... i went to post flyers on our up coming events.. i went with de jie, chew ling and delvin, and we were out from 8 till around 11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the laziest thing i've heard this month came from my twin (amaliah)... it went, 'i'm so full!! i think i'm gonna call my dad to pick me up'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr paul's wedding is next week, and i havent recieve an invitation.. joyce sent it out, but either she forgot to send to me or i couldnt recieve cause my sim card was destroyed when she had sent it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mi-a-hii, Mi-a-huu, Mi-a-haa, Mi-a-ha ha!!' ..... 'numa numa num i-ay!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113294851558416227?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113294851558416227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113294851558416227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113294851558416227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113294851558416227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-has-almost-been-month-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113066594719562121</id><published>2005-10-30T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:52:27.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what day is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what date it is!! all i know is, i havent updated in a very long time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place im living at has no internet, and the nearest source, which is melbourne city, is about 1 freaking hour away!! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia is very nice... its chilly, but not freezing... my mother, she's the best... she told me that it'll be around 25 degrees here, so i packed all my light clothing (my sports clothing), because i wanted to bike here too... when i arrived at the airport however, *curses and swears*... it was bloody 15 degrees!! lucky for me, i brought a sweatshirt and a goretex raincoat, which for your information is very insulating too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night i was here, bloody cold i tell you... but after the second night, it was alright.. in fact, after the fourth night, i felt warm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sweat like nobody's business when i get back to singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im staying at my uncles place... he's hardly at home, so i gotta take care of myself... no different from living at a backpackers hotel, except that it is free.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his place, its bloody messy!! i spent 4 days cleaning it!! lucky him huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fathers here for a few days in transit back to singapore... after that, i'll be all alone... then i can go biking!! mt buller, and the likes!! whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw someone who looks like grace, in a movie... predator to be exact... well, she looked like grace, then... by now, she's 40 plus old... her name is Elpidia Carrillo.. go do a search, for predator movie pictures... spiltting image!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i saw 'grace' in the movie, i kinda got the feeling like i missed my friends... and i really do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know for sure that i cant emigrate to another country to live... its too heartbreaking!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-113066594719562121?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/113066594719562121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=113066594719562121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113066594719562121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/113066594719562121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-day-is-it-i-dont-even-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-113017465909754414</id><published>2005-10-25T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:24:19.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, havent updated in like, 10 days??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont bother with the rest of the days... i'll start anew with today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was F.A.M's first outing... we went to play tennis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun, could have been better if any of us knew how to play it considerably well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent played in a year, maybe more... feli and amaliah has almost nil experience of playing tennis prior to today, and today's guest player, joel, has an injured foot, so couldnt run much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love feli's racquet!! or rather, her bros... it just so, right for me!! right length, right weight, right string tension!! mine is lighter (made of titanium) than her bros, and shorter, with a looser string... which means i'll have to play a very technical game if i were to use my racquet... joels racquets (they're identical) were super long and heavier... cant manage with those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, we played for 3 hrs... rained a bit in between... we picked a good time to end too (5 pm)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sooner had we ended the game, it started to pour!! lucky us, no waste of money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!! im going to australia tomorrow!! or rather, today, in 17 hrs time... i'll be going there with my dad, who'll then leave me at the airport... my uncle will pick me up from there... i'll be going alone... for 3 whole weeks!! ya hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i insisted i bring my bike along, wanted to try the trails they have over in aussie... must be my own personal bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, these are the things i must do when im there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. go downhill biking at either Thredbo or Mt Buller&lt;br /&gt;2. do the completed Commonwealth XC Games race track&lt;br /&gt;3. fish, catch a big fish&lt;br /&gt;4. try something i've never done before (other than downhill biking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, i'll so miss you all!! i wish F.A.M could all be there together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tennis balls with fury'&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112947884721367588</id><published>2005-10-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:07:27.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent updated in a long time... didnt want to because of exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not because i had to study... i hardly even touched my books!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bound to go to normal now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new floorball stick!! joshky gave it to me... it seems that 2 years ago, he went to sweden for some submarine training... in their spare time, the swedish folks there introduced them (he and the rest of the crew) to floorball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a salming stick... yellow in colour... seems that it can only be found in sweden... its titanium reinforced, and its super light!! whee!! so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna sell me a unihoc stick, which should be the tws, for only 150!! wow, good deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that alot of people read my blog... there's even a fella named 'mark sux' on my tag board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the fella's mother gave him that name... or did he name himself that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it were his mother, i really pity him... if it were himself, he must have really bad taste to choose such a horrible name... or maybe his name sounds even more horrible, thats why he chose a less horrible name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt choose a nice name, reasons being that, number one, everyone would call him a loser (if he already isnt, that is)... and number 2, it wasnt in his league to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am impressed, really... he cant name himself but he knows how to use a computer!! not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, gonna have to sleep soon... gotta wake up early tomorrow... me and zhe wei are going to esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'six-six-one'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112947884721367588?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112947884721367588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112947884721367588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112947884721367588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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today because of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the geog paper was ok, but i hope i can pass... i didnt know much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112903434907089962?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112903434907089962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112903434907089962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112903434907089962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112903434907089962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterday-was-bio-and-social-studies-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112885165192717933</id><published>2005-10-08T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:54:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was chinese exams, and i slept through the whole thing... a full 3 1/2 hr of it... yup.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at 3, then went for another bbq... a fishing kaki one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was very fun, we took 3 hrs to get the fire burning!! blame daniel, he bought lousy charcoal... like, really bad ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they marinated the tiger prawns with like, half a bottle of vodka!! haha, shiok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles of 1.5 litre coke exploded, and brian's wife got drenched in coke... that was really funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daniel was the 'pro'... he caught the 'biggest' tiger prawn of all... one, the size of your pinky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was comedy!! i dont think that counts as a prawn, more of a shrimp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a lot of detail, but im lazy to type, first timer huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was super fun, as it was last year too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we are, the youth of the nation'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112885165192717933?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112885165192717933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today was cheryl's birthday, so i went to the chalet that keith planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was meant to be a surprise, but... i didnt know what turned out of it... like for example, we were supposed to shout/scream 'happy birthday' the moment she entered the room, but, like, nobody shouted... i couldnt, i was behind the room, busy preparing the grill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, when her friends started to arrive, they swarmed the grill, and took over the cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went inside to play xbox, games like fifa street, some cool tennis game, and halo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, when we were playing, half the time we were laughing!! what to say, brown, me, mel, and debbie all were new to the games, so didnt know how to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, the crabs!! like, keith and debbie let one (hyperactive) crab run around the room... and when running around the room, one of its pincer slipped out from under the piece of rafia it was tied with to prevent the pincer from snapping anyone... and, everyone was going 'AHHH'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to pick up the crab from its rear end, but it almost clipped me with its pincer... so, i i grabbed it by its paddle leg, and flung it into the toilet sink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since we cant kill it the traditional way, by opening the triangular shaped flap at its butt to pierce its heart, we took it to the guillotine... i chopped it in half while it was moving... exactly in half, like, 2 pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor crab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, keith got electrocuted... he yelled and dropped to the floor when the shock went through him... lucky him, it wasnt enough to kill him... could make him have a heart attack though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and afterward, he was like, 'wow, so cool... never had that kinda thrill before...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was brown and cedric... they went to angi's (angela) house to pick up curry, and only came back 4 hrs later... it seems they got lost... how can you get lost in singapore??!! oh, and they made angi come too... they seem very fond of her... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was also my english exam.. hope i pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my twin (amaliah) has been moody these days... just yesterday she snapped at me when i asked her a question... so havent spoken to her since then, and i wont till the exams are over... i figure she's in such a foul mood because of exam stress... so i'd better let her be, so that we wont end up fighting and breaking our friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you think the way you live's ok'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112884355009600484?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112884355009600484/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112852571134214197</id><published>2005-10-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:21:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i called atikah just now, to find out whether she was ok yet, as ederlyn said she was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out that she wasnt feeling all that well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is understood, i mean, even i cant get over what happened in a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave her advice on what to do and what not, but in her state of grief i doubt very much she would actually listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont blame her... i cant possibly do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope she doesnt think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that if someone gave me advice, i would not heed it too, if i were in that state...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think advice is crap... i think it is made up to console the mind of it's current state of grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am the one who is thinking too much... maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'in memory of...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112852571134214197?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112852571134214197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112852571134214197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112852571134214197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112852571134214197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-called-atikah-just-now-to-find-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112850501143191280</id><published>2005-10-05T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:41:52.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found out today that atikah's brother has passed away... he fell to his death at around 7pm yesterday night... and what is worst is that atikah saw him fall, and it wasnt in her league to save him... i went to visit her today, and she was crying her heart out... it was good that she was crying, because at least she could cry when she is sad... i cannot say the same for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard the word 'fate' (or destiny) during his funeral today... i for one do not believe in it... i think fate is called fate simply because we go round once... and we cant change what has happened... and if we were to go round again, i do not think we will remember anything we do now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read somewhere that a dark crimson rose signifies mourning, tomorrow i am going to throw one into the sea in memory of her brother... i pray that his soul will rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been such a terrible experience for her, i hope that all will be well over the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112850501143191280?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112843822721427631</id><published>2005-10-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:03:47.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2 days is a long time not to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i am really falling sick, or just pretending to be, but, i can feel the effects of being sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go school yesterday because i didnt want to, i wanted to stay home and study.. i told my mum that i wasnt feeling well, so she told me to stay home and go see the doctor in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the queues are horrendous, please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt this supposed to be like, a place where you treat the sick?? then why are the queues so freaking long??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i spent 3/4 of the total time spent there queueing... i could have fainted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i passed my maths... first timer... whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of making my hair blue during the holidays, but it aint permernant, not nice... maybe two tone, gold and black would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just because i like colour in my life, doesnt mean im an ah beng, or an ah beng wannabe!! i depise those people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace!! im so gonna kill you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go fareast tomorrow, but must see if my twin (feli) is going first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the melody of theory will play the notes of truth'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112843822721427631?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112827033941571144</id><published>2005-10-02T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:25:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had hougang yec meeting, so had to wake up at 9 to prepare... thing was, i forgot to set the alarm clock yesterday night... thank goodness i woke up at around 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the meeting, was intially supposed to be the sports secretary... lucky i got the assistant post instead... the head post would have been too much to handle... so ndi became the head, and me and my twin (amaliah) became the 2 assistants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meeting, me and twin tried to study at macdonalds... but we ended eating, then straight away left because she had to go off soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet keith at rk, the prata shop at circus... i witnessed something horrifying... oliver hu sneezed into a bowl full of curry... wait, thats not the disgusting part... when casper said he didnt want the bowl of curry, the guy at the shop, knowing not of oliver's sneeze, took the bowl away... we thought he was going to pour it away or something, but instead, he took the (full) bowl of curry and gave it to an old man!! ewww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we walked past the old man, we saw him smiling while eating!! i felt so bad for not telling him of the gross 'extra ingredients' inside the curry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to keith's home, grabbed some stuff, then went off to east coast... it had poured in the morning, around 11.30 - 12... but when we left his house, it was super hot and sunny!! never did i expect such a change in weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached east coast about an hour later, met up with angela and cedric... brown was to come later on, he was still on the other side of the island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the others their blades, and we started rolling... cedric couldnt skate, so me and keith were trying to tell him what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he seemed very earnest to learn, mabye it was to impress someone there... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, he started to get the hang of it... till he came to a hump on the road... he dare not go over... me and keith had to drag and push him over... the next hump however, he went over quite comfortably, but almost fell when coming down... he did fall eventually, as would all beginners including me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway to bedok jetty, brown called to say he had arrived... so keith and i went to fetch him... we saw cheryl, keiths girlfriend there with brown and wei siang... he told us (me brown and wei saing) to go ahead first, back to where the others were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought the 2 of them to rent bikes, and we took off toward bedok jetty... apperantly, i skated too fast for them to catch up, but i think they were doing a slack ride there, so maybe that's why i seemed so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached bjt (bedok jetty), and met up with the rest... then, i remembered that keith was still at coffebean, so i back tracked to g find him... i seemed to do alot of solo skating today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearing there, i saw him and we skated back to bjt... and halfway to bjt, we saw the rest coming, so we decided to head around and turn back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skating back was comedy, as everything is when you are with this bunch of people...  and i have to say, keith and angela were very good skaters... especially angela... though i found out later that she used to be a roller hockey player... but she's good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, when heading to eat dinner, i noticed she was wearing the same pants she wore yesterday while playing floorball... i asked her, 'did you change pants' and she said, 'no, this is my only oair of short pants, the others are long' and she told me that it was because it was cold in switzerland, it would be impractical to wear short pants there... and this was her first of short pants, or bermudas, and it was bought in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked her, ' what about underwear?? you did change your underwear, didnt you??' and she tought for a while before she replied, 'ermm, i think so... yes, i did...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, she cant remember if she did or not... this thursday is her birthday, and i think cheryl's too, and i know what to get for angela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, when in the building of parkway parade shopping mall, i accidentally dropped the rubber ball we had from the third floor all the way to the first floor... and i didnt bother to go retrieve it, so embarassing!! sorry angela for wasting your $3.50...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner, then headed home... i went over to play xbox till 11.30, and it was fun... this was my second time playing halo, and i won keith!! so cool, a newbie beating an old bird... cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exams will be alot of play, no studies at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the melody of thoery will play the notes of truth'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112827033941571144?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112827033941571144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112827033941571144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112827033941571144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112827033941571144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-had-hougang-yec-meeting-so-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112818637071598093</id><published>2005-10-02T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:06:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me ask you people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hard can it be, to tell someone you like him/her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ridiculous i tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not even telling the person you love him/her, its just like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick of telling people to make the first move, its hopeless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they cant even tell the person how they feel, then even if they become a couple, it will never last!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling just wont be there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fustration you go through as a counsellor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112818637071598093?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112818637071598093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112818637071598093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112818637071598093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112818637071598093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/10/let-me-ask-you-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112817947513850543</id><published>2005-10-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:11:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was darryl's birthday... went to his house around 6.30pm, and left around 3am... was super tired went i reached home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of the party was fun, with everybody joking and laughing... then suddenly, everyone was like so silent... i was like, 'hey, what happened??' but they refused to tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soon found out that samantha was going to meet a boy, and they had learned that the boy wanted to have sex with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, they were of age, but she isnt married and what would happen if she became pregnant?? naturally, steward and andrea (the ang moh twins), her siblings, were concerned, and asked everyone (but me) for help... apperantly i was too young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when she left to go to the boy's house, the twins asked me to follow her... as i was on my bike, it wasnt a problem to chase after a bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when she boarded the 73 bus, i was thinking, 'cool, a chase all the way to toa payoh!!' but she stopped at serangoon avenue 2... wasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i followed her through the hdb blocks, but soon lost her... little did i know, that she had actually gone up the block to the guys house... silly me went around all the hdb flats to find her... but to no avail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a phone call to the twins, and told them i lost her... they said it didnt matter, they will put their trust in her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went back, and just sat in the comfy chair on the palour of darryl's house... i sat there from the time i reached back all the way till i left, chatting with andrea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was easy to talk to her because we had alot of common interests.. and i found out that she knew feli!! cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having reached back at 3am this morning, i was super tired... and i only awoke at 3-4pm today!! ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bathed, ate my lunch, then went to keith's church to play floorball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the new girl who came from switzerland... she was playing for skools too.. her name was angela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was a very nice person, tall, and she's only 17!! looked very matured to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked, having just only met... when we were going to eat after playing floorball, she went like, 'mark, you're cute...' in front of keith, brown, cedric and edmund... they were like, 'hey, am i cute too??' and we laughed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i did my 'cute' speech... i went, 'how could you say im cute?? im 'act cute'.. cute is ugly but adorable, im handsome &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; adorable!!' and the guys were like 'ya ya whatever you say lah mark song...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on, she kept on calling me 'cutie'... i was like, 'argh!!' when we reached the market to eat, we bought stingray, kangkung, sotong, and fried chicken wings... i bought a humongous glass of sugar cane... it was like about 25cm high, and 10cm across??!! thats like, way big!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the food came, i paid... everyone was like, 'wah... rich sia... eh later eat already, all zhao, he treat..' of course they paid me in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keith was uber funny!! he made jokes about alot of things!! we were like, laughing till we cried and falling off our chairs... and cedric was funny too!! he was laughing so hard, and banging a 1.5 litre bottle filled with ice on his head!! we saw that and laughed even harder... i went, 'hey, let me help you!!' and i took the bottle and whacked his head... and he laughed even harder!! what a weird guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home soon after that incident... we had to leave anyway, it was getting late.. and even if we didnt leave, we'd probably get chased out for making such a row...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we're going skating, only keith and brown hasnt confirmed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the spiral of fortune is going around'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112817947513850543?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112799843505590939</id><published>2005-09-29T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:56:35.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess im doomed to go to the normal stream next year, or worse, stay back!! ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame myself for sleeping through all the small tests, and ended up failing when they were added up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i do relatively well for exams, i still fail in average...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really really hope i will go on to 4 express next year... i promise i'll study real hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school today, i walked with both my twins (feli and amaliah) to the bus stop... as we passed through the HDB blocks, we saw a superly duperly insanely disgusting thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were cockroaches every 1 cubic feet!! in other words, EVERYWHERE!!! argh!!! gross!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment feli saw them, she practically screamed... why i say practically?? because it didnt come out very loud... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, she came up with another one of her 'great' ideas... her ideas are always nonsensical but none-the-less uber fun!! she went like, 'hey... guys... let's run through them!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and amaliah were like, 'alright!!' then i went, 'AHHH!!!' all the way under the HDB flats... i turned to look if they were following, but they werent... instead, they were fascinated by a humongous cockroach crawling on the floor... looks like they needed some prompting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hey, guys?? im already over on this side of the flat...' 'oh, yea, right' they replied, before they too went 'AHHH!!' through the void decks of the flats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we continued on our way to the bus stop, but not before feli stepped on a mini cockroach!! haha... i went, 'ah!! feli!! you stepped on one!!' 'ARGHH!!!' came the reply, then she said, 'no lah, dont bluff me...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'if you dont believe me, look under your shoe..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'huh.... eeee....' she went, while slowly lifting up her shoe to check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'EWWW!!!' came her explosive reaction, and everybody at the bus stop turned to look at a girl gone mad because she stepped on a cockroach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, 'awww feli... you know that i hate being the bearer of bad news... hehe...' 'mark!!! im gonna kill you!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps, i shouldnt have said that... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after, her bus came, and she left... me and amaliah took 76 back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to pass ruth and feli their cds later on in the day, but ruth was tired and wanted to sleep, so i didnt make my rounds... and i didnt tell feli that i wasnt going to pass her the disc today, im so going to get clobbered tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaliah's cheerful today, feli made it rain, and i made it shine again... everything's back to normal in team F.A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the spiral of fortune is beginning to go around'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112799843505590939?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112799843505590939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112799843505590939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112799843505590939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112799843505590939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-guess-im-doomed-to-go-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112790480360954429</id><published>2005-09-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:25:08.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bad day for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got scolded by mr wong, and made to stay back by ms lee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad day... real bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first it was ms lee... i didnt do her work in class, so i had to stay back to do it... haha that one cant blame... this is definately my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's mr wong... i feel that he likes to change his words... like for example, i remember at the start of the year, he told us his life story... and i remember he said that he still do smoke sometimes at the coffee shop when his friends come to visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, he completely denies it... and i wasnt the only one who remembers... i think practically the whole class does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is the english comprehension passage... i think you guys know of the part where the paper asks you to replace the given words with another word or short phrase of not more than seven words right?? he said that the phrase i used could be put back into the passage, but could not be used back in another sentence which used the same word... and i was thinking, 'but the question asked us to give a word or phrase which has the same meaning that the word has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the passage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... why the heck was he talking about outside the passage??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so he did not accept my answer... so i went to ask mr paul if what i thought was right, and he confirmed it... then i went back to mr wong, and he said that &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;wont accept it... i mean, i was doing it according to the question right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on in the day, when i told him that i was only doing what the question was asking me, he said that the phrase i used was completely wrong... i thought, 'what the heck?? just now you say can, now you say cannot?? ahh whatever, no point arguing with you...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it seemed that most answers i gave was wrong... argh... i became a bit pissed off... that was before the 'Great Explosion' came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had tried to argue about the word i used, before i gave up and looked away... then he said, 'eh mark ah, im not happy with your behaviour ah... you are being very rude...' and he continued to go on... i cant remember what he said after that, but i do remember him saying that if i did not like it, i could go out of the class... he was like, 'go, go lah...' and i stupidly replied, 'you gave me a choice right?? i can choose not to go what...' which sparked off another lecture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do remember the people beside sitting beside me telling me to relax, and not to say anything, because everybody know what a bad temper i can have... obviously, i didnt heed their advice, and started to quarrel with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fought and fought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i packed up my stuff and walked out of the class before i made my temper and his worse... finally, i did something good... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose that because he and i both have the same type of mindset, we couldnt get along well.. we have that 'everyone is wrong but us' kind of mentality... but occasionally we do give in to people... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know that i was in abit of the wrong, but so was he... he likes to change his words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he doesnt want to apologise to me, so be it... he doesnt have to... but i will apologise to him through this blog entry, as he is my elder, teacher and mentor, and i have to respect him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is it... im putting aside my pride... (i always wanted to say something like that, hehe..) here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Mr Wong for making you angry, it was my fault, i hope you will forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, said it... whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone reading my blog, please tell him that ive apologised to him, and ask him to read this blog if he doesnt believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on with the rest of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to find ms lee, and did her homework... after that, i went to accompany my happy three sisters... yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they still havent finished that piece of home education work that they have been doing since monday!! and its only sewing!! gosh, really slow man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan fang was really quite today, jessica talkative as usual, and jia le was just blending into the background, making comments here and there... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first day i left without them... because azhar was with them, i didnt want to disturb his 'flirting'... hehe... nowadays, when i see guys trying to talk to them, or any girls i was talking to for that matter, id just say, 'i'll leave you guys to talk' and walk away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gentleman, arent i?? wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace was messaging me lame jokes today... so, i tried to tell my friends... specifically, qun da and steph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, they dont know 'knock knock' jokes!! gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i didnt have nobody to try them on today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i saw terence with a scott road bike... he said it was kar how's bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to say, nice farme... but lousy components... he'd do well with a change of setup... his tires werent even pumped to the correct pressure!! they were super soft... well, what to do... i dont even think he's a 'serious' biker... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine the setup id get for my mountain bike if i had the same amount of money he spent on the bike... sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the spiral of fortune is beginning to go around'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112790480360954429?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112790480360954429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112790480360954429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112790480360954429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112790480360954429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112782545744731151</id><published>2005-09-27T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:50:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my tag board up!! well, it wasnt exactly me, it was izzati, but it wouldnt have happened if i hadnt asked, would it?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had p.e. today, and every other week, we'd turn around in the assembly ground and head backwards into the canteen and up the stairs to the hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this week was different... we were asked to head back to class... first thing that went through my mind was that, 'dang!! there aint no p.e. this week... bummer...' so reluctantly, i dragged myself to class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a morning routine, i would go to the toilet first before heading back to class... while returning to i saw mr wee, our p.e. teacher, coming to our class with his laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought, 'argh!! sure no p.e.!! haiya...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled down in class, greeted him, then he proceeded to brief us about the bouldering wall... 'so there's p.e.!! yay!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after briefing us about the safety procedures, and showing us a clip on bouldering, he told us to make our way to the wall to wait for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everybody had reached (with zhi jie being the last because he had to 'bomb' the toilet), he proceeded with the lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again i am very surprised with the fitness level of my friends... i just cant help but wonder, why cant they do this, or that?? why do they seem so, i dont know, weak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been blessed with good sporting abilities i guess, and im real thankful for it... i cant imagine what it would be like without the abilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we started climbing the wall... towards the end of the lesson, the class voted me to do a demo climb to see how far i could go on the wall.. i tried my best, but could only go till the second-last board... the last board is pratically impossible to climb!! its finger-holds all the way, and its an overhang!! thats just crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, there was chemistry extra lessons... ms mok taught us in such a way that mr chan could never teach in!! she was so good, and i understood everything she said, and even went ahead of her lesson and did the other exercises before she had explained them!! thank you ms mok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things have been going through my mind lately... things concerning my sisters, my twin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things i want to say to them, but i dont know for sure whether they will get hurt by it, or that it will actually help them.. im in a dilemma, help me out, anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, my service as a love-councellor and as a source of information has been tested time and time again... lucky i can talk alot, otherwise i wont have anything to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the spiral of fortune is beginning to go around'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112782545744731151?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112782545744731151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112782545744731151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112782545744731151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112782545744731151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-my-tag-board-up-well-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112774582802037314</id><published>2005-09-26T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:17:53.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really amazed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people actually read my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a reply i got for my question of whether i was insulting or straightforward or insulting because im straightroward was that i was blunt... i honestly cant see a link... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr paul advises i write in proper english... i think that means writing with all the ' and ending a sentence with one fullstop instead of three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps i did it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fullstop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak!! forget it... i give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a while ago yanfang (one of the happy three friends... not tree ah...) asked me to call her on her handphone to have a conference call with ewwwstance... probably because she was too shy to chat with him alone... well i called, and she put me through to eustance, and we... well... chatted??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think it was chatting... half the time both of them were silent, and the other quarter it was totally silent... of course the last quarter of talk time, i was chatting to myself... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle hui's kid has come out!! its a girl, bearing the beautiful name of cheryl... she was supposed to come out this month, but has already been out for 2 months!! hmm, too eager to learn diving is it?? or floating?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this means the diving trip at the end of october is cancelled!! argh!! no!! i so want to dive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confirmed my thoughts... i know what is going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the melodies of theory has played the notes of truth, because the spiral of fortune's beginning to go around''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112774582802037314?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112774582802037314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112774582802037314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112774582802037314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112774582802037314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112773550421801004</id><published>2005-09-26T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:51:44.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i passed both my accounts and geog test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 60 for accounts and 72 for goeg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering i studied last min for geog, im quite content!! whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, hazel netto, my sister's friend from sjc, was supposed to come over to my school for clb chinese oral.. but she got lost in serangoon north and couldnt find her way here, so i had to go and find her to bring her back to school... a good service done!! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, i gotta ask... poeple am i insulting?? straightforward?? or insulting because im so straightforward?? please tell me next time you see me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's not right, i can feel it.. when will i know of it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the melodies of theory will play the notes of truth...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112773550421801004?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112773550421801004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112773550421801004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112773550421801004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112773550421801004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-passed-both-my-accounts-and-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112765759602234047</id><published>2005-09-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:51:09.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RING RING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i awoke suddenly... sleepily, i look at my phone which just rang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it read, 'Jac calling'... i looked at the time... it was exactly 7 am in the morning.. 7 am!! the election doesnt even start till 9!! argh... reluctantly, i answered her call... i told her what she wanted to hear, that i was awake, put down the phone, then went to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had already switched on the heater for about 15 min or so, but the water coming out of the shower head wasnt what you would call hot... with no other option, i had to bathe in semi hot water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bathed, got changed, then went out of the house, and made my way to cathay cineleisure... wow, when i reached the place, it was super duperly empty!! not one shop was even open!! i was quite surprised as i thought there would be a morning crowd... i didnt even realise that it was even too early for the morning crowd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached the 4th level where we were supposed to meet a 8.45am, exactly on time... not a minute too late or early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got there, me and my twin were rushed to do some stuff... ah well, nothing better to wake you up early in the morning than a blast of super cold air and alot of hustling and bustling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the election went by very fast, and it was over in like, 30 mins?? my speech was only 10 secs long, hehe... they changed my hobbies to diving, so i had to say it in my speech... i felt kinda embarrassed saying it, because i thought people would think im a show off... but then, now that i think of it, who cares?? if they were so jealous as to say i was arrogant, why dont they go and try it then?? pointless, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next was the movie, when i turned 9... awww the show was so touching!! i almost cried!! whoever reads this blog entry must go see it!! i'll pay for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked out of the theatre after the movie, frozen stiff... it was so cold!! i couldnt move my fingers very fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, me and my twin went to eat at subway... i like the food there, yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that, we went home.. she couldnt go out, i didnt want to do so alone... so went home lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to bike today, but lazy... haha...  i'll bike tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's going on... i can feel it... there's that feeling again... i cant tell if its big or small... 'the melodies of theory will play the notes of truth...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112765759602234047?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112765759602234047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112765759602234047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112765759602234047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112765759602234047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/ring-ring-i-awoke-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112764691169573767</id><published>2005-09-24T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:26:19.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i didnt do much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went biking, then floorball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith got a new stick... a fat pipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the slap shot is sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the balls i shoot goes over 100km/h?? seriously... keith's went faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went played floorball in his church... as usual... we did all the meaningless but none-the-less super hilarious fun stuff you could do in floorball... comedy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people complemented on my bike as usual, i dont get it... its not what i would call a pro bike, but well, the comments are nice to hear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steward kept insisting that my bike was a road bike!! and that road bikes are race bikes!! i was like, no, mine's an mtb, road bikes are in a class of their own, and both race!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casper's hand is alright now, but waith 2 big and long scars... he has a girlfriend too... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tried to play goalkeeper, but keith made him go out because he didnt wear any protection gear... when he refused to go out, keith carried him out... they fought, and keith punched him in the face... after that, they made up, and both brothers got emotional... awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a serious note, i would have done the same to casper, make him get out of goal... i dont know why, mabye its the people telling me im becoming like keith, an exact replica!! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went rk to eat after floorball, where i tried to control my hunger, and sucessfully did.. i only ate one kway teow goreng, one plain prata, and drank one bandung... good right!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zanne messaged me on msn, and poured out her troubles to me... what is it with girls, me, and their troubles?? it seems that they always come to me... not that it is a bad thing, it is a good thing, because i know i can be trusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should take my unofficial job in school as a love counsellor seriously... i like to help people, and making them happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be getting the peotic side of me back!! i used phrases such as, 'its pointless being sad... its sad not being able to cry when you're sad... so be happy that you can when you are sad...' and 'happiness belongs to those who believe...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope zanne's ok now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112764691169573767?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112764691169573767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112764691169573767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112764691169573767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112764691169573767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-didnt-do-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112748986194060511</id><published>2005-09-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T23:37:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday!! shortest day of the week!! we end at 12.40!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a geog test today... i think i can pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i stress the word 'think'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took in 3 new little sisters today... the happy 3 friends... haha... some name i gave them huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are yan fang, jessica, and jia le!! 3 cute little sec 1 girls who always seem to flirt around eustance... eustance, if you ever get to read this, hint hint!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, alot of times, people go like, 'hey, can you be my god bro/sis' or something like that, then after that incident, they hardly talk to you, if ever at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this god brother/sister thing should be taken seriously... i do... i mean, what does brother/sister mean?? it means family right?? and arent you very close to your family members back home?? if you can afford to be close to your family members, then you should be close to your god brothers/sisters also, right?? otherwise, why bother asking?? your extended family should be taken seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to my extended family, trust me that i will take good care of you guys!! as i have always done... we may fight sometimes, but like a real family, we always put aside our differences and come together again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kartik's coming back tomorrow, so i might be going to the airport to welcome him back to singapore... i dont know why he left in the first place, but hey, he's coming back for holidays, lets be happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe thev and feli bahoma (rainy!!) an ice blue precision ball each... i wonder if they still sell it at tiasa... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new floorball jersey and training shirt both sucks!! big time!! they're like, freaking ugly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i dread going to the elections on sunday... a 2 year term scares me... makes it seem like a whole load of responsibility... which is probably gonna be the case... argh... we have to introduce ourselves in front of a at least 150 strong audience, which will include many vips... speaking is no problem, its the fact that im the smallest and that im the second youngest... my twin's the youngest... and she's going up first!! haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112748986194060511?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112748986194060511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112748986194060511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112748986194060511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112748986194060511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/friday-shortest-day-of-week-we-end-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112739867849918796</id><published>2005-09-22T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:17:58.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a thursday... the longest day of the week... we end at 2.30 today... lucky its pccg for the last period, so we can slack around in class instead of having to do some real work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont seem to remember what went on this fair day, except that it rained toward the end of school... other than that, nope... nil... zilch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised, nowadays, when i come back from school, i tend to knock off for about 1/2 hour... i'll just close my eyes and sleep in a matter of about 5 secs... amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since i've got nothing to write, i'll just go and eat something or sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112739867849918796?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112739867849918796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112739867849918796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112739867849918796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112739867849918796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112730975990713224</id><published>2005-09-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:41:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had an accounts test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can pass... i stress the word 'think'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school late, as usual... but today was very late... i reached school at, what, 8.15?? had it not have been for the sercurity guard, i could have gotten away scott-free... haiz, what to do?? she's just doing her job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasnt the first time i went to school that late, last week it was raining and i also arrived around 8.15... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i went with twin, fara, and jean to kovan mac to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus there, i saw a long-lost friend, charmaine neo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, most of the time when you see friends that you havent seen in a long time, you'll go like, 'wow, you've changed so much' or something along that line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seeing her was like seeing my twin every other day... she didnt seem to have changed at all... maybe taller?? i couldnt judge from the position i was sitting in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we soon reached kovan mac, and i saw kenneth, my ncc friend, there... lucky i saw him, cos soon i found out he's a math whiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so much doing trouble my math, so having no choice (no one at my table was of any help) i went over to his table for help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!! he's so good!! he made everything look so easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did make a few careless mistakes here and there, but i showed him the answer sheet and he would rack his brain to get the correct answer... and he always did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 5.30 i left for home... i wanted to go fix my front dee before the sun set... on the way, while riding on the road, a van horned at me... first thought that went through my mind was, 'hey!! whats your promblem man!! i have as much right travelling on the road as you do!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i turned around to look at the driver, i saw that it was the drink stall uncle... he rolled down the windows and began to chat with me... it was red light, and both of us were making a turn at the traffic junction, so a long wait was in order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how so many people (so many as in at least half the school population) in the school know me, even the store vendors do!! i was surprised the drink stall uncle knew me, i mean, many people buy drinks at the stall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe its my outstanding red hair... or the fact that i do joke around with him... but i really am surprised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he offered me a lift back to around the school area in his van, along with my bike... i said i was going to fix it, but thanks... he asked me if i was going to the shop near the traffic junction we were at, and i said yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, he suprised me by the things he knew... i asked him if he knew the bike shop uncle, and he said no... then i asked him how did he know the shop then?? and the reply was simple yet held alot of meaning... 'expensive', he said with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed, and seeing that the light had turned green, i shouted a goodbye as i rode off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the bike shop uncle to have a look at my bike, and he fixed my front dee and then tuned the bike to almost perfection... i am amazed at his vast knowledge of bikes... but then again, he is a bike shop owner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to serangoon to trying out some freeriding, as i have some interest in it... at first i was scared of going down stairs, esp steep and/or long flights... but after i rode fairly smoothly down a particularly long flight of stairs, i suddenly had alot of confidence... i began to ride bigger, steeper flights, and at one point even jumped down one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should pick up that discipline of mtb... but trials also quite nice... xc also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a dilemma... help me out people??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, did i mention that i found out my tennis racquet was made of titanium?? cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112730975990713224?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112730975990713224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112730975990713224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112730975990713224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112730975990713224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-had-accounts-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16075022.post-112721927121028399</id><published>2005-09-20T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:27:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent updated this blog for a long time already... too busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from twin getting majorly sick, not alot of things were particularly eventful... yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was 'studying' for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing was that there was a freaking scary lightning storm on monday... lightning storm as in only big, scary lightning, hardly any rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i asked feli, i said, 'did you sing karaoke last night??' (it tends to rain when she sings, really... weird coincidence huh) and she replied sarcarsticly, ' &lt;em&gt;yes mark'&lt;/em&gt; and rolled her eyes... then we both burst out laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is that i went biking to east coast on fri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual gang and i met up at compass point first... then we made our way to defu area, where we proceeded to follow the 25 route to east coast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my surprise, it took me only 15 - 20 min to reach the place!! quite fast if you ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us went very fast, me included... when we reached the marine parade shopping mall, we decided to wait for the rest who were taking their time... i think we waited for around 15 min, before we decided to call them in case they were lost or something had gone wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out that one of them had leg cramps... haiya... i did remember telling him to warm up at least 15 secs with each stretch, but  he insisted that 2 secs was sufficient, so what could i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, so, they told us to go ahead to east coast first, and that they'll meet us at the hawker centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached the shopping centre, and since we had nothing to do, we decided to try and learn the wheelie... being xc racers, we didnt need to know how to do it, but we really had nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i did it ok, though not consistent... could be better after some practice time at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, the rest of them showed up, and then we proceeded to go to changi village...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to go from east coast to changi village meant we had to ride alongside the airport runway... it was a long stretch of road, which meant we could ride as fast as we wanted... initially i managed to keep pace with the fast group, but dropped after about 10 mins later... even though i dropped back, i still managed to go at around 30km/h in speed... they must have been going 35-40... whew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this one guy, he came out from behind me and rode past me!! and real fast too!! wow, wish i could ride like him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a few landings and take-offs, which was kinda cool at close range... after about 15 min of cycling, reached changi village... and since we were there at around 12 midnight, the gays were all coming out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww... real gross man... you have to see to believe... gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since the slow group hadnt come just about yet, we decided to eat our supper first... i ate quite alot, and remember hearing them say they wouldnt wish to ride behind me later in case i farted... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate, the rest of the group came, and then rested for awhile... when we were about to leave, we took a group photo, and began to head back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went by old tampines road, and halfway through, the heavens opened up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so cold... it was 2 am in the morning, in heavy rain, with wind so strong it could blow us off our bikes... imagine the coldness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we carried on riding, and i finally reached homw around 3 in the morning... my father was still awake!! lucky no scolding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep after bathing, i remember nothing after that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16075022-112721927121028399?l=salibandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/feeds/112721927121028399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16075022&amp;postID=112721927121028399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112721927121028399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16075022/posts/default/112721927121028399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salibandy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-havent-updated-this-blog-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08958502668642012587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
