<?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-861982020947876411</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:31:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnificence of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>In life,there are some things that have an effect you somehow, and it is impossible to prevent yourself from ridiculing, admiring, or marvelling at the prospect of such an event...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1664415211387658024</id><published>2009-06-25T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:19:07.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEXTEEN AND PROUD OF IT</title><content type='html'>yay happy birthday to me, happy brithday to me, happy birthday to MEEE-EEEEEEEEEEE, happy birthday to MEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay sexteen yrs old at last. WOO SEEMED SO LONG TO WAIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i got a new wallet, to replace my old torn one though it was good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and iTOUCH later on, just to annoy vivian, dearest dearest vivian, see? love u so much cannot live one day without annoying you!omg i dedicating paragraph to th mean racist thing who takes pride in saddening me on my birthday whats wrong with me?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right anyways i watched transformers 2 tdy, no wait YSTD! yea and rlly i think the papers are MAD, ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUSLY CRAZY, to give it half star. i think even if th movie was played upside down and backwards still deserve 4. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right then, next few movies to catch, Public enemies, Gamer, Harry Bladder 6, LOL BZ BELIEVE I WATCHING IT IN TOKYO GALA PREMIERE AHAHAHAHHAHA, and lord knows what else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;schools opening soon, will be great to see all the people again, to annoy(vivian)  and laugh at(vegan) and with(if ur egoistic enough to think so, YOURE IN!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right im off to run arnd and enjoy being LEGAL IN BED UNDER ALL CIRCUMSTANCES, some ppl say enlightenment comes with ze opening of ze third eye, MINE COMES WITH THE OFFICIAL CROWNING OF MY MIDDLE LEG!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right then like i said, TIME TO CELEBRATE!CIAOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: IM LEGAL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2: IM STILL LEGAL!!! AHAHA THIS FEELS, gooooood ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1664415211387658024?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1664415211387658024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1664415211387658024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1664415211387658024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1664415211387658024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/sexteen-and-proud-of-it.html' title='SEXTEEN AND PROUD OF IT'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7986933777637354509</id><published>2009-06-22T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:55:21.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Draining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sj9DmiOsBhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ozwf8KM3DtE/s1600-h/leah_dizon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sj9DmiOsBhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ozwf8KM3DtE/s400/leah_dizon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350069211641939474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay to explain my absence, i must say, its not been a case of laziness or busy-ness, i just ran out of hotties to start th post in a good way D=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the latest one is not a gorgeouses. so hence i think i shall stop the gorgeouses spree till i get another treasure trove of babes for the ogling pleasures of all males. right holidays coming to an end, but mihgt have one more week in honour of the Pigs' invasion by sneezing. WOHOOOOOOOO. yea somehow i feeling sickly already, havent eeen the good old doctor since last september haha. immune system finally misses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking about the end of my gorgeouses spree, shows how few gorgeous people there are in this world. haiiiii, sadededed. speaking of which i went for sightseeing trip with a bunch of others to the Siloso beach party. no regrets heh, more skin than clothes just the way the world should be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO TRANSFORMERS ON WEDNESDAYYYYYYYYYYAYAYAYAY :)  though 90% of the guys watching the movie going to see megan fox on that bike.... I WANT TO SEE THE FALLEN :)))))) cos i follow up on transformers since the series 1 cartoons till Beast Wars, after this group of transformers end up frozen in time, to Beast Machines where the second MEgatron finally dies. WOHOO imma loyal fannnnn *pat pat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theres chem lesson on my birthday another major source of entertainment. see miss mok first thing on my birthday going to be great. unless she not particularly hilarious then itll be uhh, SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ill be getting an iTOUCH for my b'day? hoping for the white one WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA the cover so nice. then can play tap tap revengeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im thinking about starting a blog to discuss DotA lol. fun joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right besides that nothing much. im OUTTA HEEEERRRREEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Eddie Izzard is a hilarious comedian for all with intellectual capacity worth noticing&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The condition to find the above mentioned person funny happens to be only present in 10% of the people i know.  saaaad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7986933777637354509?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7986933777637354509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7986933777637354509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7986933777637354509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7986933777637354509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/draining.html' title='The Draining'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sj9DmiOsBhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ozwf8KM3DtE/s72-c/leah_dizon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-9183173023704380074</id><published>2009-06-08T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:48:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matrices and Love go a long way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiwJQpHgJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/6W29p9cBSIA/s1600-h/OMG6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiwJQpHgJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/6W29p9cBSIA/s400/OMG6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344657039301814146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG SO HOT. see th face like some elf queen nice ears too. yea its th same girl as my previous post but diff angle so hot. LOL right  anyways, holidays are still in gear 3, havent gear 6 yeat hope the following week will shift me into atleast gear 5. Ive started on chem papers and physics abit, studied venice already, kinda cool topic but really, 14th century stuff?! oh thn i fell in love with matrices. I realise th topic is so fun. somehow i dun get bored doing the same time over and over!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished all the matrices homework, i guess ill have to download all the sec 3 papers online and do them. my day plan so far has been study, breakfast, study, slack, study, lunch, study, slack, dinner, slack, study DOTA till arnd this hour. LOL 3 am thn go sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i just rmb tmw need to wake up at 7 to go study with phang! maybe go later see what time my butt feels like moving. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea! forgot to talk abt my phone. last week my phone got stolen. then i was drunk over it(ask vivegan kavin) then i emo all the way back home mourning the loss of my HTC. luckily i din  give up hope sms-ed all the 5/1&amp;amp;5/2 ppl i know ask them if they saw anything. thn no reply. my phone was still off. thn i found out singapore doesnt have th IMEI coordinate tracker to locate my phone. thn i thought, sigh, another phone lost to theft. luckily not a limited edition like my previous one. ZZZ. thn i went to school the next day. somehow i felt super lost without my phone, no song, no sms, no time check, no looking at it for fun, no solitaire, thn i was veh sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i saw my 5/1 friend and asked him if he saw anything. while i asking some other guy i dunno came and "eh this one ur phone right?" and gave me. i still shocked abt it. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok point being i got back my phone. yay. got new game called Marble Worlds i think impossible to do. hardest game i ever played. EVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right i going to spend the next 10 mins trying to get past stage one. yes, one. ZZZ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: why the marble so reactive?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2: Ive not thought abt her for so long i was shocked when i realised it. yipee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-9183173023704380074?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9183173023704380074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=9183173023704380074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/9183173023704380074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/9183173023704380074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/matrices-and-love-go-long-way.html' title='Matrices and Love go a long way'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiwJQpHgJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/6W29p9cBSIA/s72-c/OMG6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6180634784940281279</id><published>2009-05-30T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:16:44.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall of the empire and Other Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiEgMpzEaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ikKphQWXjEk/s1600-h/OMG5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiEgMpzEaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ikKphQWXjEk/s400/OMG5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341586034788690242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOOD DAY ALL! first of start with the beauty-queen of the day. you must admit she is really b-e-a-UUUUTTTEEEEFFFUUUUULLLLLL. yea stare stare.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on to events!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recent events of interest:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PTM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPORTS CARNIVAL PREP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPORTS CARNIVAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PTM:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went kinda well, first teacher tamil teacher, he didnt hesistate to sabo me, told parents i nvr hand in everything, never pay attention etc. dad's reply ultimate comedy: I THOUGHT THIS YEAR NO NEED TAKE TAMIL! then was Mr. Kamal, who talked to my parents for 50 mins. he really is superb as a teacher and person. went indepth into how o' level works and how the school is still sculpting me(feel so molested) into a bright spark(SHINY!) etc. etc. parents felt much better after that. then was Mr. Chan and Mdm Wong(who waitied tht 50 mins for mr kamal to finish LOL!). Luckily my overall was a improvement of 6 grades from CA1, so th graphs shown were favourable, then Mr Yu was sliiiggghhhtly bad, though it was true, i screwed up physics. that was all the teachers they met so yea, SUMS UP TH PTM(parent-teacher meeting. for the real imbeciles who havent guessed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.C PREP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this one kinda made me angry, cos i realised our class is kinda doing things only if we have to do it. sure there were those helpful ones like vegan,  vivian and bz(SEXY!) but majority of the people just slacked! even eddie came to help though. people who wanted to be in the committee for the banner ended p playing cards or sleeping. then arvind, whose guilt meter is in serious lag, felt guilty he din do anything came to try help. after we finished. so tht was a slight piss off but yea.  tht was th first day. th second day i thought more will help cos it was friday, th actual  sports carnival day? thn in th end no one came, same few ppl helping so i kinda got pissed and walked off. right tht sums up th prep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was kinda cool, saw funny things, fought with vegan's sister over a song dedication, thn drank milo etc etc. but the highlight of it was me becoming some unforeseen hero of some sort. nvr really expected it would spread so fast. what happened was tht in th 4x100m relay 4/1's first runner started early thn th teachers watching no reaction though maybe mr. Singh saw. thn i voiced it out and they got disqualified. thn 4/1 drew with 4/4 in th final tabulation of scores. yea so thts kinda cool having draws. should have had some fight. last man standing win one point then win. LOL but really tht day i saw desperation and somethings that disgusted me, i think i told  everyone close to me alrd so yah no point repeating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well thats kinda how things went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; HOLIDAYS HAVE STARTED! though its kinda a non-holiday for me and th other sec 4s, mugging for o's! planning to go do chem after this, maybe a paper, i finished th wksht alrd. monday and friday ill probably be with linkai &amp;amp; i dunno who she bringing in library for math. i dunno wads th math hmwk also 0.0 yea must study everyday non-stop cos CA2 is 2 weeks after holiday ends! but still have to take breaks for Terminator and Transformers and Night At the Museum 222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay nth else to talk abt, bb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: congratulations 4/4 on winning. well kinda winning but yea, u guys showed brilliant play and were sporting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2:i think there is no reason to rejoice when a fungus grows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6180634784940281279?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6180634784940281279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6180634784940281279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6180634784940281279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6180634784940281279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/fall-of-empire-and-other-events.html' title='The Fall of the empire and Other Events'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SiEgMpzEaUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ikKphQWXjEk/s72-c/OMG5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8021370027605858257</id><published>2009-05-21T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:54:23.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SA1 and the sneaky murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ShVOh5gbtgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9Xe4spFGwU/s1600-h/OMG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ShVOh5gbtgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9Xe4spFGwU/s400/OMG2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338259277597095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;right hello SA1 results are back. As usual there was the shock, drama and flabbergasted faces. Yet this time i din expect to be one of the people with th "faceofdoom"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i was getting B all th way till physics i got a shocking fail and fail till so bad i din expect! and PHYSICS WAS TH SUBJECT I STUDIED FOR MOST. after reviewing my paper i realise i blanked out actually, not that i din noe how to do it. half th qtns blank, MCQ one column no time do, yea unexpected stuff like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that im happy with my A Math, B3 if mdm wong is merciless and A2 if she decides i do deserve that ONE MARK. right its cool cos i got a D7 last yr end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio was kinda slaughter 80% level fail, class hisghest 65.... i gt 50 so yea, i got nth to say for this one really i feel th marking was WTH-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem was a grade improvement, C to B, so especially taking into consideration th baggage of th topics, i guess i shld be satisfied(not happy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English B3 also ZZZZ, all i needed was 2 marks i think for an A2, but yea nvm that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest so far quite okayy, B all the way and 2 Cs overall. i dunno, maybe ill get one A? who knows. L1 R5 definitely below 25 but im hoping to get a 19 atleast. Nothing much to add really this has been taking up the whole week. Games were oookaaaayy? nvr won anything but yea had fun so i guess im fine with it. 4x100m this friday gg to be one heck of a joke really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh forum with Principal today was funny as hell all the weird comments suggested amongst us, of course we never actually said it to P till sth sensible came up. i really wonder how converting a court can cost 50k! ?!?!?!?! i think in rupees lah... yes but during the fun this girl went up for the sake of humiliating a classmate, who made a comment i think was for the best of all, but just wrongly worded. her rebut was uncouth, arrogant, rude and so very bossy. Really i felt like going up there and saying "atleast he tries to improve the school while you spend your life developing a fake accent, a C shaped bodyline and an expression that ppl define as SIALAN(sp)" but besides her everyone else was GREAT YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;general life besides school has been so-so, nothing much gg on anyways. right well i guess i should be off cos u guys prolly just stared at th pic on top(like me) and then closed the window but heck no complaints from me. actually now looking she's no gorgeous beauty but hell we cant find stuff like that in Singapore, one stop hot spot excluded(refer to my links) and im betting the girls going to go SICKO cos of th right part, well its still covered =P hehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: i know I shouldnt say this, but I dun believe you so it may sllip out ACCIDENTALLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2: Happy Birthday HilmiE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8021370027605858257?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8021370027605858257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8021370027605858257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8021370027605858257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8021370027605858257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/sa1-and-sneaky-murder.html' title='SA1 and the sneaky murder'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ShVOh5gbtgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/f9Xe4spFGwU/s72-c/OMG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2201648986498674275</id><published>2009-05-17T18:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:19:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Vodka and the Tequila Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO:D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right i decided to add a new feature to my make ove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red blogg=D im gg to find as many pretty ladies as possible and shove them here. WOO! okay im going to start with this gorgeous thing i plucked off google! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sg_uudx6arI/AAAAAAAAADk/m4ElqwfneWw/s1600-h/OMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sg_uudx6arI/AAAAAAAAADk/m4ElqwfneWw/s400/OMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336746565492697778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS SHE NOT GORGEOUS. oh.my.god Singapore should import lovables like that seriously. Right then on to life. (hot) uhh tmw school starts again. zzzzzzzzzzz then all th activities our darling school organised very exciting!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) graphic calculator workshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; W H A T     T H E      H E C K?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)MTL Practice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W H A T     T H E       H E C K?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest i forgot but point made point blank that TMW IS GOING TO BE BORING. so thus i must spend th rest of the day looking for more lovables to replenish stock on my next update =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and play dota overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right my dad left to go climb mountain like an hour ago, so im home with mum which will snowball to PARTAY cos mum also confirm will go PARTAY so yeaaaaaa  ^ ^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing else to add really today was spent lazing and lazing and lazing. 2 hours of match. lazing lazing lazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmw will be boring till after school going to watch Angels&amp;amp;Demons with Wifey, Birdy, SOOOO-SIAN, Regirox(the name i actually call her very crude), Bimbomax, and lordknowswhoelse for the netballers, and Aravind and Vivegan and Teck Chye for the guys! im sure teck chye owes me 8.50 from the previous movie but he claims he paid so yep i got robbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea another thing. TO ALL! VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! MANCHESTER UNITED FOOTBALL CLUB WON THE BARCLAY'S PREMIER LEAGUE TITLEEEEEE AGAIN!!!! (prepare for this same paragraph nexxt year and the next)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea well that kinda sums up all i have to say really. CIAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: GLORY GLORY MAN UNITED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2: Beautiful Girls just make anyone smile dont they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2201648986498674275?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2201648986498674275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2201648986498674275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2201648986498674275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2201648986498674275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-vodka-and-tequila-sunrise.html' title='To Vodka and the Tequila Sunrise'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/Sg_uudx6arI/AAAAAAAAADk/m4ElqwfneWw/s72-c/OMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1284841269130882371</id><published>2009-05-15T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:06:25.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Over</title><content type='html'>SA1 OVER. right no more cramming of brain cells with over load of stalin and hormones and moments and covalent bonds till 10 weeks from now!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally found time to update my i-dowan-to-admit-dead bloggy! yay reawakened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SA1 was oookaaaay? hope i did well enough though, cant predict anything somehow. oh though i know physics is GG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right past few days were quite painful learnt that the sheep the wolf was chasing was hunted by another wolf and yes the second wolf got there first. if you get it you get it, if u dont im sorry. right what i din like about it was the way i found out. never like DISCOVERING things that i could be told so yes that was a shock, horrifically horrible shock but i guess i cant do anything about it really. Again im taught the lesson that people shock you when you dont need to be shocked. i dont compare this in terms of the person's nature if u refer this to the previous time i used this blog to grumble about a female. but then again similarities do show up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inteesting how im gg to be th only person who understood that zzz. oh and im getting bored of my blogskin shall find time to get a new one after this. mmoving away from the Cupid side of life there is the non-cupid people. i dunno why im starting to observe people based on their intention in doing certain things. maybe its cos i still cannot bring myself to understand why SHE, the first SHE did what she did, so in order to understand motive, purpose etc. i have to observe others. ahh ppppooooossssiiibiliteeeees!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway in this sense i guess im beginning to appreciate certain people more, and detest others even more than i originally detested them. yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i guess old endings lead to new beginnings so i wont really spend the remainder of my existence worrying. so many fish and me the fisherman lose my head over losing one, two? NEVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOO comp recovered from swinefluaidsgonnorhoeasyphilliscancer all at once and DOTA is back. so yea. life is a paradise constantly spurting an oasis from hell to remind me theres such a place! (i dun actually think there is just made tht up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: this th only thing constant avout my posting since i started it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S2: indecisiveness is the one way to convince me u must die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1284841269130882371?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1284841269130882371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1284841269130882371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1284841269130882371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1284841269130882371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-over.html' title='Its Over'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-921994444658530544</id><published>2009-05-01T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:54:07.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LABORING DAY</title><content type='html'>right im here to update co i feel ive neglected my blog which has lasted me a good few years of fun joy and laughter so i refuse to abandon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched X-Men origines ystd, not as nice as i expected though. Gambit had more of a young child to him rather than a cool magician thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabretooth got shaved which is really ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proffessor X looked like he just atched porn with the weird smirk on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i liked was the effects, especially gambit smashing th big concrete thing. yea cool. right anyway to explain my long absence i only have to say, LIFE IS TIRING. alot of things to dooo SA1 next week, study study study! woo! and my comp is like in stage 3 cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then short update to show im still breathing (i think thts th 3rd time im saying this) so yep back to physics BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: waiting for angels and amelias. i mean angels and demons. kind of the same thing actually&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: My angel pangseh me&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: i got a new sexy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-921994444658530544?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/921994444658530544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=921994444658530544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/921994444658530544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/921994444658530544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/laboring-day.html' title='LABORING DAY'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8069899341710484719</id><published>2009-04-14T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:10:32.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in the winds</title><content type='html'>Right back as untimely and random as ever. Today's post is dedicated to FAST &amp;amp; FURIOUS. one, being a boy, the movie has aLOT of nice bodies to see. you get what i mean. so yea im going to watch it again i hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot wise the movie aint all that great the twist didnt have the X factor so yea 50-50 but atleast they maxed out on the hotties. jordana brewster is WOAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH hot. hot hot hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly i have to talk about is my new craze CHARLIE THE UNICORN, whose love was bestowed upon moi by vivian ng xin yi so im kinda eternally indebted to her for that but thats not he point. for those who are now recoiling from the shock of NOT knowing dear charlie the Unicorn, look him up in youtube. there are three episodes and yes the content in the videos, dont leave you. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly i went with Joseph Shihui and Gwen to kind of around cityhall lavender bugis raffles city hunting for Gwen's wallet, boxers for Gwen, and random stuff. couldnt find boxers for Gwen cos her ass too small cant fit. (im serious) so hunted all around singapore for wallet for her, and complemented with her extremely ndecisive mind, and stereotypical judgement of "if one thing in the shop not nice, everything not nice" which made us spend and average of 2 seconds per shop. so we were all very irritated and finally we found a wallet for her after convincing her to buy it for around 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now Gwen has a wallet that everyone calls too cool for her cos she is really a crazy kid in a teen's body which is kinda good and kinda bad but thats not very important. right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im off to work sleep laze and roll around for another week/month before i decide to be dilligent enough to reupdate the increasingly draggy events of my life. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: JORDANA BREWSTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: let this be a very nice cycle. look at "P.S"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8069899341710484719?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8069899341710484719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8069899341710484719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8069899341710484719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8069899341710484719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/change-in-winds.html' title='Change in the winds'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5444793695760947389</id><published>2009-04-08T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:58:52.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>right im here to post a brief quick update to prove im still alive. my absence is entirely due to a spoilt comp which i shall get fixed tmw or sth. and also i have no time at all. bagage of homework is killing me. meaning cannot go online meaning th only way to communicate is through my godly phone. but CAN/beccy/nextmonthnewname suffers from sms-deffieciency-disorder so sms also fail. HOWHOWHOW. imran reminded me i have a blog so ill come update some issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST: NO MORE CCA&lt;br /&gt;okay this is such a good thing because it just opens up slots of time that i really need to get cip hours(final few) and clear homework so can revise at night or sth. and also i have one less authority to control my every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND: MACHEDA GOAL&lt;br /&gt;okay for the less perceptive of you, Man U's new player 17 year old Macheda scored the winner against aston villa. the goal was gorgeous. so very happy got new good man u player. liverfool and gelsea and ARSEnal can give up while they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD: THERE IS NO THIRD&lt;br /&gt;right thats about as much interesting things that happened. i shall go back to doing my work. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i can resist a slut&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: i will prove it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5444793695760947389?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5444793695760947389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5444793695760947389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5444793695760947389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5444793695760947389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3126728740602176029</id><published>2009-03-22T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:36:03.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day before race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ScY-hea2ztI/AAAAAAAAADc/jeQ0ZImsHVY/s1600-h/lolipop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ScY-hea2ztI/AAAAAAAAADc/jeQ0ZImsHVY/s400/lolipop.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316005154979761874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click tht pic see whats below lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right tmw school starts, which means another 8 weeks of rampant reckless chionging. and this term is going to be worse than last term simply cos got COLOURS AWRD to rambo for. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now though i wished her twice just wish Gwen again HAPPY BELATED AS HELL BIRDDAY=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, holidays were wiled away on homework and camp and lazing and gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing fun abou t homework besides th fact I HAVEN FINISH. .. . . .&lt;br /&gt;camp was pretty cool, better than expected, though there was like shortage of foood. not exactly shortage, but toufu juniors expected buffet i think so yea. then there was the nightwalk. i brought along terrorist mask and cowboy hat(lol!) to act undertaker scary man doom bringer to juniors. then all that got flung out th window cos some 30 yr old dude in tightts was roaming th school on monday, plus my juniors shivering b4 we even mentioned th nightwalk(slight exaggeration) so had to cancel out scaring them. in case they died of heart attack(why does tht thought make me smile?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool to sit with ivan talk about girls(and sluts, or maybe singular is mroe accurate) and observe scared juniors walking. lol. talk about girls with ivan quite fun. especially in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lazing was fun, as usual, went out arnd th world with Looney Loons and did crazy stuff as usual, like walking into reservoir with shirt and jeans and shoe like normal infront of shocked onlookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea that pretty much sums up my hols (dont have to talk abt gaming, self explanatory somehow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well off to make a lousy attempt to finish hmwk. see ya =D&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i think i did the least hmwk&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: (from P.S:,) shit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3126728740602176029?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3126728740602176029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3126728740602176029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3126728740602176029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3126728740602176029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-day-before-race.html' title='One day before race'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/ScY-hea2ztI/AAAAAAAAADc/jeQ0ZImsHVY/s72-c/lolipop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2185001589965047207</id><published>2009-03-15T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:07:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re ignite</title><content type='html'>okay im back after being back and then gone again for like 18 days or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right first must mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U LOST 4-1... although i quite knew it, cos they had to lose, if they won then very early end to the title race, so not economically worth it. so must make some grand loss. but hell man u still top&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, march games coming up, must try win sth. like, for once.... oh speaking of winning just rememberd. cross country was ultimate disaster. all the sec 4s got pushed down by like 10 spots except crazy ppl like melvin who got 4th with a unbendable leg. OOOMMMMGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is the tuesday matter. having soccer match against sec 5s, ivan and syafiq in stress, some of us playing for fun, so going to be really hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i want to win. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally wearing my nike total 90 111 boots. the tying of th shoelace is godly irritating. but i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i realise i talking in random cute cos we talking abt th match online. i shall stop a failed attempt to multi task&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2185001589965047207?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2185001589965047207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2185001589965047207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2185001589965047207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2185001589965047207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/re-ignite.html' title='re ignite'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7734153636928714896</id><published>2009-02-27T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:21:57.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombification</title><content type='html'>wooo, im back. okay stopped blogging simply cos veh boring life. nothing fun to talk about. so yes shall dig up all the cool stuffs that happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstttt, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYYYYYYYLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. (veh cool morning wanted wish her then saw slut. afternoon wanted wish her saw slut. she give me cake cupcake thing wanted wish her saw slut. then finally wished her at lunch =D or was it recess....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, same school as cheryl lim bo seng for 9 years =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha me and salomone sang and played 3/4 of a song for her. plus salo's 1/4 of collide i think altogether 1 song heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and i realised something. all birthday celebrations in school, the cake is unfinished. though everyone fusses over it. lord knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday got hyper bola stress. was talking to CAN then found out CAN's gf is a GUY. no its THE GUY. then stress till cannot take it. then CAN added cherry to the cake by saying SOMEONE(the someone has a name lah just put as someone make it like bollywoood suspense) LIKES HIM. AND ITS TRUE. OOOOOOOOMGGGGGGGGGGG. stress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then there was the CME period when Mr.Chan asked us to think about an event recently that affected us. then i thought about how slut played me. for the 5th time. then Mr Chan ask who want to share. then my hand jerked up halfway then brain stopped it. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then another stress factor. sylvia. i was playing guitar in 4/3. then sylvia come in, 5 sec later ask me "PRASHAN YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY GUITAR?!?!" then i was like "no lah, dunno. DUNNO SYLVIA, DUNNOOO, really really" while the rest were calling her dumb. then she ask me how i learn. then i told her someone drop it from HDB hit my head then i learn. muaha. new joy: making sylvia malu. the face so pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Ms Mok, whose quotes are so powerful. Today's quote: MY EYES ARE BEAUTIFUL COS IM LOOKING AT YOU. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in summary my day was great. YEA=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Naomi's name is nicer naomi than Naomi&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: Vishnu over-confident&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7734153636928714896?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7734153636928714896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7734153636928714896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7734153636928714896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7734153636928714896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/zombification.html' title='Zombification'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2465651885620153836</id><published>2009-02-12T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T00:11:09.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEXTEENTH BIRTHDAYS at midnight</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHAW XINLIN AND EEEEEEZEEEEEYANNNN=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun, stay weird, dont think sixteen can go get pregnant and have some kiddy spree okaaaay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea well as for me, day was good. nothing else much to talk about so yea, maybe ill have sth to talk about later on. till then, ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2465651885620153836?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2465651885620153836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2465651885620153836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2465651885620153836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2465651885620153836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/sexteenth-birthdays-at-midnight.html' title='SEXTEENTH BIRTHDAYS at midnight'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6518684643315808437</id><published>2009-02-08T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:29:08.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reformed</title><content type='html'>whats upppppppppppppppppppppppp. muaha today has been a very interesting day. oh i watched bucket list. found out it has nothing to do with ppl buying buckets and giving them to other ppl with no toilets. :O very nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i watched the curious case of benjamin button already. not my kind of movie. interesting but draaagaaaayyyyyy. so dont ask me to go watch. speaking of movies transformers 2 is taking annoyingly long to come out. should sue them for unnecessary suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should go do homework judging i wasted the whole weekend lazing. jst no mood to sit infront of a book and study. i keep thinking theres something i need to do. just i cant figure what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i finally readressed my links. much shorter now, alot of people gave up on blogging. (at this point of time i find out that cute adorable nice girl is linked to the STNS. life is evil) but nvm i shall remain unaffected judging i am increasingly finding it easier to forget she ever existed. patpat three cheers for me. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i finally figured how to eradicate pop-ups with my newly updated CMD anti virus (self made okayyyyy hohoho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then i shall go fiddle with it more now, SEE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: this weekend seemed so much longer&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: MY NEW FAVOURITE WORD: wubble:)&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: just remembered wubble then remembered wumbo then remembered ryofred. then realised lameness is the only thing he can beat everyone at.&lt;br /&gt;P.S4: wonder when it will come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6518684643315808437?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6518684643315808437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6518684643315808437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6518684643315808437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6518684643315808437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/reformed.html' title='Reformed'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5288699719449822639</id><published>2009-02-05T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:22:26.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i get rid of one, ill just make another one. and tell the new one what an idiot the last one was</title><content type='html'>TITLE VERY COOL RIGHT? yes my new motto for girl-chasing expeditions. I HAVE REALISED STH. girls always complaint about guys being lookist. WELL GUESS WHAT! i fell in love with someone i never found more than 5/10 attractive in terms of looks, AND SEE WHAT I ENDED UP IN?! Quintuple(sp) heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEREFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to keep my mind the prevailing thought provoker, not my heart. and for those who STILL AFTER SEEING ME SO HIGH FOR THE PAST 3 DAYS believe that i spend nights crying over her, do yourselves a favour, look in the mirror and tell yourself youre hullucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's is coming, i got 5 roses. even one for non-fried KFC. so everyone is happy at the end of the dayyyy. My adrenaline rush says she will bake me cookie thus explaining my extreme surge of vitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was quite cool, got tired halfway then played hangman then energised to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do tmw: find out about Rebecca's spoilt junior. Scream if Rebecca wants to hear me scream. Go for CCA and make the new sec 1s hate me as much as possible. CHEM TEST. collect reconstructed noteofdoom from Rebecca :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright another reason to celebrate; LIVERPOOL OUT OF FA CUP HAHAHAHAHAHA LOSERRRRSSSSSSS. Man Utd has 4 more cups to win. 2 down, four to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im outta here, i think im so high i wont be able to sleep till 1 am... but never the less i shall TRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: how come triathlon got relay also...?&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: CUTE:)&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: i think netball won cos i encourage JX till so good. all netballers refer to her for interrogation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT FOLKS=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5288699719449822639?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5288699719449822639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5288699719449822639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5288699719449822639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5288699719449822639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-get-rid-of-one-ill-just-make.html' title='If i get rid of one, ill just make another one. and tell the new one what an idiot the last one was'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-195139750886395457</id><published>2009-02-02T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:14:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLD WAR 2</title><content type='html'>okay much anticipated post im surprised im posting with no ounce of regret sorrow disappointment what so ever. just hell alot of anger. probably cos i expected it but didnt want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story so far: me and amelia had catfight, archive 14/9/08, then after tht i made a peace treaty cos i saw no point ignoring her. on chinese new year day we talked, and from there we talked about how much i loved her. then she kept going back to "that was th past how bout now?" and i din wanna give her a YES ITS STILL THERE ARGHHHHHH cos i sensed she would play the same game again. then from there somehow we went to her saying "i thought you'd figure the relationship between us by now (sth sth) u werent just any other guy" and when asked if she missed me "of course, it pained being able to see you and not talk to you" AWWWW HOW FUCKING SWEET! yea i fell for it being th idiot i am. but not fully. still doubting it, ask her to tell me she really meant it. SHE DID, with a qtn mark so i dunno what tht meant but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thought possible she told other guys tht. then i asked whats so special abt me, she said "for me to know for u to find out". suspicions fully aroused. then i told her "my utopian view of a relationship would be one where we share no secrets." she asked me(when i was sleeping) "how sure are you we've reached such a stage". tht was thursday night. from friday morning till sunday i din get a reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i gave her the same I CANNOT TAKE IT I GIVING UP story knowing she would reply to keep me her toy. then i went online saw good friend, talked to good friend and good friend said she likes someone else. and did th same thing to other guys too. and i was pretty mad. very very fucking angry. so fucking angry i grabbed a paper and wrote the letter. THE LETTER. now famous okayyyy ^^. so if you wanna see th letter come find me i got copy due to public demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea well now i hate her for the slut she is, to all the guys out there who think she is your liddle special angelll, open thou eyes mortal. i thought so too. well, LIFE'S A BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that im really high today cos i feel so free without having to think abt her, and i talked to rebecca today. she. is. really. cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: YAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: quotes from eminem's Kim and Puke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Kim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How could you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just leave me and love him out the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, what's a matter Kim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I too loud for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hear me out this time .........a few lines later...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get the fuck away from me, don't touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU (last time lah ahhh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How the fuck could you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How the fuck could you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from puke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know how sick you make me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You make me fucking sick to my stomache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I think of you I puke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You must just not knoooooowww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You may not think you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you do everytime I think of you I puke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-195139750886395457?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/195139750886395457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=195139750886395457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/195139750886395457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/195139750886395457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-war-2.html' title='WORLD WAR 2'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2109276089030199957</id><published>2009-01-30T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:03:57.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchfucked</title><content type='html'>Today is the worst fucking day of the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed of by 2 things, one the CIP thing, another i dont want to mention till im sure of it. i was tired and confused and lord knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was actually fine on its own, me and vivegan exchange phone send random ppl sms saying I LOVE U. then vivegan send xinlin using my phone. and i sent his good old friend. haha bet his heart beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah im sick of tlaking i shall dedicate the rest to someone who owes me like 10 sms-es worth of replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really dont know what you thinking at all. stopped yesterday about having no secrets and today im thrown in the sea. if thats what puts a smile on your face so be it, i shall not wipe it off just to have one on mine. its like a card game, ur the player that made me feel like an Ace, the "special" one, then i realised the biggest card is not the Ace, just a figurehead. oh i should have known. all the signs fitted so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2109276089030199957?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2109276089030199957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2109276089030199957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2109276089030199957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2109276089030199957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitchfucked.html' title='Bitchfucked'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-687206933196636135</id><published>2009-01-26T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:41:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEENA NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>yay start of with HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL YOU CHINESE PPL OUT THERE(like duhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very interesting day. first i must complaint. melvin send me a chinese new year message with chinese characters. oh oh i think adeline's wishes was the nicest. "happy public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so left out. i look out of the window see all the people smiling holding mandarin orange(IWANT) and walking around like they owned Earth. so saddening i cant be part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today after a very long time Amelia and me had a conversation that was, in one word, decent? haha to all those people going I KNEW IT, my only reply is, good that you finally know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the day lazing around, making class tee design and doing homework. not a quintessential day but heck it was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horoscope today tells me i should to things with my beacon of light being my brain and not my heart. so i shall attempt to make change. COS WE ARE THE CHANGE!(obama rules the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh im going to go broke. i ordered the velvet covered inkheart trilogy for collection's sake. almost 200 bucks. !!! then my 3 good friends' brithdays coming up, cannot destroy looney loon tradition of buying presents, so therefore i foresee myself BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, im going back to finding stuff to do. happy chinese new year, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: my blog is very safe:)&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: elvis presley's granddaughter looks like him with long hair and a more killer face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-687206933196636135?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/687206933196636135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=687206933196636135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/687206933196636135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/687206933196636135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheena-new-year.html' title='CHEENA NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7635770082907601797</id><published>2009-01-25T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:41:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not according to plan</title><content type='html'>today has been a day of highs and lows, started on math online test, quite difficult eh, but managed to do so i guess thats a high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the day itself was rather boring and i guess i was not being myself either so thats a low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really nothing much to talk about today, except about inkheart. the trailer is really WOW especially after ive read the book again, looks awesome, have to  watch. i shall include it here for all the curious ppl out there too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsV2Z_il_L4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsV2Z_il_L4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay awesome trailer; another high. also i want to watch the new punisher. cos i like the punisher logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright end of my day, as you can see, EXTREMELY MONOTONOUSLY BORING ONE. well, back to work see you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe its true, maybe its me, maybe im not everything i could be,but baby i try,try to make you see,its not you i dream of but we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: oh forget it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7635770082907601797?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7635770082907601797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7635770082907601797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7635770082907601797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7635770082907601797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-according-to-plan.html' title='Not according to plan'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5541621505469628821</id><published>2009-01-21T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:48:35.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physically Annihilated</title><content type='html'>woo third day of school, HAPPY BIRTHDAY IMRAN, BROTHER FORM ANOTHER MOTHER:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite fun, managed to get my back, back to the half broken condition and its VERY VERY pain now. woo maybe ill become a vegeble. oh and got raped by lekha in basketball. thought she appeal via DSA in the end the school invited her. so yea, nvm get raped at her strength still can have face. then made a new song today, super funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran got agitated cos meng hong wlaked home with SOMEONE ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jiaxin kissed someone till her lip bled. HAHAHA (ncc ppl shld be going, THATS SOUNDS FAMILIAR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha i finally gave wife her present from australia, the cute adorable kangaroo im missing alrd ): din give it to her cos Amelia was whining over it. but now that i realise Gwen deserved it i came to my senses. feel so enlightened now. self-amusement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were okay, have to go do english essay, so yea i guess ill wrap it up here. have fun goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Kaka staying at Milan after ALL that fuss.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: my head back leg on fire.AHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5541621505469628821?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5541621505469628821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5541621505469628821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5541621505469628821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5541621505469628821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/physically-annihilated.html' title='Physically Annihilated'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5600880922415504443</id><published>2009-01-19T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:04:08.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelations</title><content type='html'>okay events today have let me to make LIVE ONCE, LIVE IT GOOD my phrase of  the day. school was okay, kinda fun, but the usual really, so i wont go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school stayed back late to study with steph ivan and huimin, and steph finished like 98% of ivan's cheese balls then giggled because got one packet more. then finished maybe 40% of my sweet. and asked me to buy cheese balls instead tmw. so yea. point being STEPH IS GREEDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with Republic Melayu ppl who also stayed back to do hmwk/study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thats for today. main events on my mind, STUDYING, man u being top of BPL table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i realised the bimbo(jiaxin; but dont be affected, she knows i call her that) can play the piano quite well! i thought worse to worse jingle bells or sth. then she played, then i was like WOAAAHAHHHHHHH nobbad sia. but lucky she missed afew keys so i could still laugh at her. but still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im in love with this piano piece called "The River Flows in You" by yiruma(and bimbo can play it. woo thats irritatingly good cos now can bully her into playing evvyday MUAHAHA). okay for the more perceptive of you, that song was the song on the top,till i removed it as this post got older and for the less perceptive, i hope now you know. (xiongshihui if u reading this i bet u just said HUH? as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im off to sleep rather tired; see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: run away from no one, yield to the demands of none, and pause the race of life only when its over.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: that actually is by me! now we all know why wife calls me WOW:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5600880922415504443?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5600880922415504443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5600880922415504443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5600880922415504443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5600880922415504443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/revelations.html' title='Revelations'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4251168191847079253</id><published>2009-01-17T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:34:21.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The High And Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;oday was a weird day, im super happy and super depressed at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the significance was CCA open house, went there to own the PDS and look for the pretty ladies and i saw some:)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the PDS went okay, quite nice, then saw an Audi R8 behind school omg totally rich ass in school. but then my day was ruined after the thing when some stuff happened regarding CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was practically down and under cos i was tired as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after gtting a LOOOONG lecture in CCA room, went to play soccer. so we went out of the school gate right, then there were 4 babes, and me and istar went goo goo gaga over them but one of them was extremely shapey and WOAAAAHHH. then we went opposite(me istar syafiq, ivan hilmie shafeeq zul) while imran zaff syazuan vivegan went to play soccer first. then we saw the same 4 babes in the bubble tea shop (me and istar drooling alrd) then i started making some cheezy mad remarks:&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh zul, what to eat ah, i wanna chew on sth interesting, hot and sexy&lt;br /&gt;Zul: buy the girl lah(one of them turned arnd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i bought ice cream and went to sit down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh istar, i should ask them if they want th ice cream then when she going to lick say imagine that was my (muahaha PG content pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one of the 4 babes turned and randomly asked me: hey in your opinion whats the coolest CCA in school now?"&lt;br /&gt;i sooooo wanted to say CAN I IGNORE THE QUESTION AND JUST STARE AT YOU PLSSSS?&lt;br /&gt;but ended up saying "define cool" and from there we proceeded to talk about chio bu. oo she say VJC alot of chio bu. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later after departing with newfound friends the 4 babes, went to play soccer, then i told zaff:&lt;br /&gt;Me: EH ZAFF WE TALK TO 4 HOT BABES SIA! THEY CAME TALK TO US WE TALK ABT HOT GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaff when hysterical and started cursing like a loon which was funny, so all of us who talked with the girls rubbed it in and had fun. MOOOHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea i ended the day playing soccer and gettign tired but hey, IT WAS WORTH IT( i think thanks to the babes lah. woo hotties out there thanks for making my day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off to study abit, then sleep my  ankles are ligament-less and aching and (oh i grumble alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: today is the 2nd time i heard ivan curse with vulgarities non-stop for more than 5 seconds&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: there is nothing wrong with staring at a hot girl and wishing you could say WOAH YOU ARE H-H-H-OTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: lol i was chatting with teo and uncovered sth interesting:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SXHsEqEBMPI/AAAAAAAAADE/4rzLOsclmHo/s1600-h/lol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SXHsEqEBMPI/AAAAAAAAADE/4rzLOsclmHo/s320/lol.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292270601891819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;woo i realise my dock is so cool:) alienware rocks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4251168191847079253?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4251168191847079253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4251168191847079253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4251168191847079253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4251168191847079253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-and-low.html' title='The High And Low'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SXHsEqEBMPI/AAAAAAAAADE/4rzLOsclmHo/s72-c/lol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6506094417256076386</id><published>2009-01-15T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:19:18.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn out</title><content type='html'>okay ill make this quick and get back to studying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i got b3 for tamil so damn screwed up but nvm someone did sth thats going to fuel me into doing everything i can to see myself somewhere good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i grew by 1cm ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ive worn myself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright in depth. im slowly reforming myself in a good way, starting to study alot, and few days ago some ppl got terrible upset including WIFE. so cheered them up make sure they didnt jump or sth. ahh, so much to do im all stretched. CCA open house this saturday, hope PDS perf. doesnt screw up. me and ivan going to smile at last part to make it perfect.muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer today after studying, well i went over to 4/1 and told ivan and melvin about random stuff which was quite interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer was fun , ran around as usual, though lost both matches still fun. oh and speaking of soccer man u won wigan WOOO 2 points behind the LiverFools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today i lost 2 bucks for no reason. xiong chicken asked me to buy her potato chips so i got 2 packets and left it at canteen. so, ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after sch i found out khaw xinlin shrunk no more 169 i am depressed. lazy explain why 169 is such a good height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah im getting tired going to study and sleep. or sleep. good night&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Wife is special in her own way:)&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: if everyone is special, is anyone special?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6506094417256076386?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6506094417256076386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6506094417256076386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6506094417256076386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6506094417256076386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/worn-out.html' title='Worn out'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6586958308723537167</id><published>2009-01-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:28:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discomfort</title><content type='html'>okay today has been an amazingly weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cip in the morning, aravind and salomone pangseh us. so only me kavin vivegan clement bryan chow leow tey and the birthday girl. oh chicken also pangseh us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met up in the morning, with vivegan clement kavin, clement say birthday girl coming, and experience and intuition told me wont happen, and experience and intuition owned. WOOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went on bus, saw soma, got called "soma's friends" and went do cip. then after that left for luch, feeling very uncomfortable indeed. like so "i shldnt be here" cos its like going to birthday girl's celebration, then my brain told me to go cos i was hungry. so went, ate at subway, then sat there and talked about seeing ghosties then had to use sperm count as a rather idiotic excuse to avoid having the cake in my mouth because eating the cake would remind me of sth. ngahaha. today is not reminiscent day anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went home by bus, sat behind and enjoyed observing cool things about the ppl on the bus. then reached home and did random stuff for the rest of the day. this is also a post that shldnt be here but HECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: for those who are wondering why im not all heeby jeeby over putting birthday girl on my blog, u prolly suffer from the misconception that i hate/am angry with the girl , but rest assured ur wrong, im just devoid of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: principles prevent myself from stepping into an abyss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6586958308723537167?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6586958308723537167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6586958308723537167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6586958308723537167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6586958308723537167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/discomfort.html' title='Discomfort'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-664755259295176605</id><published>2009-01-05T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:40:32.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasty attempt to stay alive</title><content type='html'>as seen in my title, im making a slip shod hasty attempt to keep my blog alive, and i  bet near june it'll die. possibly earlier. o level coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was VERY interesting. started of the day okayyy, physics teachr mr. yu, really funny, his facial expression, and theres math. Mdm Wong needs 6 files. going to get muscles alrd no need go gym. and  7-8 math reps. come to me if need know why despo-ly. yea and then i finally met my idol. MR KAMAL. my bro's ex teacher so yea i heard " you go his class sure A1 lahhhh" then wondering how good can someone be. then the next 1 hour i became some Olympic charged up battery ready to BOOOM all the way to o level. REALLY, REALLY, REALLY good teacher/jedi master floating on a mountain killing ppl who finght him with bamboo sticks(uhh okayyy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and so today im full of wow-ishness after hearing him speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today Imran and I were like talking to this Sec 3 small laughing buddha dude about sec 3 girls (the who's hot and who's not) and i found out he knows ALL about th  girls and can "number can get you by tmw" seh ^^ but he insist he not pimp. yet with his array of contacts he still never hear of in-my-opinion our school's second hottest/prettiest(too lazy to define selectively) girl. i was like WTH DISAPPOINTING LAH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw  in-my-opinion anderson Sec's sec 3 hottest girl. then in-my-opinion Anderson Sec's sec 3 hottest girl said "hi prashan" then i was inside screaming OMG WHY YOU SO HOT~~~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just realised sec 3 girls got 2 hotties. and 3 OKAY LAH AHHHH? girls. ngahaah. i shall talk more to laughing buddha dude. learn the ways of the humble-pimp. kay im outta here, super tired and feel like PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: i did 80% of my bio project, vivegan did the 20%. and i finished my report (12 or 11 pages) in 1 day. like an hour ago. chiong all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i hate the guy who made references compulsary in reports&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: the hottest female in my school is possibly the 2nd or 3rd hottest female in singapore. KFC is best unfried. those who get it, NGAHAHAHAHA, those who dont, next time go shopping ask for a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-664755259295176605?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/664755259295176605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=664755259295176605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/664755259295176605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/664755259295176605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hasty-attempt-to-stay-alive.html' title='Hasty attempt to stay alive'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7004467003561949674</id><published>2009-01-03T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:46:54.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the beat</title><content type='html'>HEYYO,two days after sch started, sch was cool, new form of attendance taking is WOAH. nth new amongst th ppl, couldnt see th sec 1s till i bent down to pick up my wallet then i saw little critters running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New teachers time:&lt;br /&gt;Math; Mdm Wong(i am sooooo dead)&lt;br /&gt;English; Mrs Wallace or Holy-Poh(either way i dun mind)&lt;br /&gt;Tamil; Mr Uthaman(i dunno what to say rlly)&lt;br /&gt;History; Mr Wong(WOOOT)&lt;br /&gt;S.S; Mr Kamal(WOOOT till next yr)&lt;br /&gt;Bio; still mr chan&lt;br /&gt;Chem; DUNNO YET&lt;br /&gt;Physics; DUNNO YET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways holidays were fine, i managed to force Gwen into marrying me. MUAHAHAHAH initially wanted to have one whole post dedicated to how Gwen ended up my wife, but decided very long and tiresome to type. (gwen dont cry). theres sth cool about Gwen's name. it looks SOOO NICE when th G is caps, but rather plain when its not. some things i learnt about Gwen over past holiday. Gwen eats alot, talks about alot of things, asks a tremendous load of questions, is easily scared, fears bomb bags, lizards and due to pressure and constant reminders, IS MY WIFE:) she also loves this psychotic brown mad killing cartoon character, and doesnt want to have an imaginary kid. (was going to talk abt how me and Gwen were talking abt having kids when it hit me how figgin wrong tht sounds. bahahah). Point of th whole thing, i guess is tht, GWEN IS MY WIFE:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i officially quit dota so im out of distractions till end of this year. oh yeaaaa&lt;br /&gt;kind of getting tired of it anyway(too pro) so yea, maybe ill go back to my love of strategy games after O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff to look forward to this year:&lt;br /&gt;1) release of MT o level paper this month :O&lt;br /&gt;2)CTs every week :OOO&lt;br /&gt;3) Outing with Looney Loons to Red house and Old Changi to look for the Dead and Unhappy :)&lt;br /&gt;4) Exams...&lt;br /&gt;5) Transformers 2 (WOOT)&lt;br /&gt;6) IronMan 2(WOOT)&lt;br /&gt;7) Harry Potter(uhh, not so exciting but still must watch)&lt;br /&gt;8) O LEVELS&lt;br /&gt;9) PARTAYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright today was kinda cool. i woke up, went to take phone saw th number 666 on th screen. CREEPY. luckily not th number 666 calling me if not i'd have jumped down already. Ah its a sunday tmw is monday, means tmw got school. and CCA. and i dunno where my Half-U for CCA. so must go find, very irritating one of my senior stole stuff from my Uniform... now have to hunt for new parts of th uniform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going to make a hasty attempt to finish math and any other homework i feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~throat feels weird, i sense an impending fever/sore throat&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I found an eagle feather&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: I Feel old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7004467003561949674?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7004467003561949674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7004467003561949674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7004467003561949674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7004467003561949674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-beat.html' title='Back to the beat'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2560997834583481379</id><published>2008-12-30T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:02:08.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Man Made Wonder Day</title><content type='html'>kay yesterday was bro's birthday, went to long beach to eat. gosh th food there is sooooooooo nice. then we had this personal waitress who fussing abt everything. but really funny. so we were eatng and eating and eating, then order dessert. i was th only one who asked for mango pudding. AND IT CAME WITH A BEAKER OF DRY ICE BELOW WITH GREEN WATER like WOAAAAAAAH. i show u picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SVn7z-lJpeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0dVkcEhJQk0/s1600-h/Image264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SVn7z-lJpeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0dVkcEhJQk0/s320/Image264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285532508086707682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea th pudding is th yellow part and whats below is DRY ICE. and th smoke on top is FROM THE DRY ICE BELOW. and th pudding tastes better than me. which is SOOOO GOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thts all abt food and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was GREAT.went to pass my dad his HP which he left at home, then on th way saw newpaper front page GERRARD ARRESTED. laughed all th way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF TH DAY:::::::&lt;br /&gt;was on th train(in th bloody wrong direction) when 4 girls entered&lt;br /&gt;3 were hot&lt;br /&gt;1 wasnt&lt;br /&gt;AMONG THE THREE&lt;br /&gt;1 look like ashlee tisdale, the asian version...&lt;br /&gt;i swear i going to dream abt this hot HOT thing night day ALL YEAR LONG and fail o level or sth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of hot girl. i shall go back to scolding gwendy for spoiling her phone and blaming th staff BYEBYE:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2560997834583481379?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2560997834583481379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2560997834583481379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2560997834583481379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2560997834583481379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/asian-man-made-wonder-day.html' title='Asian Man Made Wonder Day'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SVn7z-lJpeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0dVkcEhJQk0/s72-c/Image264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2524835198300605739</id><published>2008-12-27T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:46:00.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise in Hell</title><content type='html'>kay parents gone on vacation so its kind of, PEACEFUL. yea, explaining title of post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do for the whole day, dota awhile, tv awhile, do homework awhile. ahhh the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U won 1-0 yesterday, lousy liverpool also won, lousier arsenal DREW. LOL. chelsea i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u goal was pretty satisfying cos it was the winner. obviously but yea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are coming to an end, schools gonna start soon, eager to get back and meet up, and make fun of all th shorter ppl(srry girls but HAHAHAHAHHAHA shoulda enjoyed sec 1 while it lasted) yet next year is O LVL year so will have to study like theres no tmw. the art of mugging. i pray th teachers actually mark the holiday homework. if they dont, ill kill the human race. ANNHILATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a slight frenzy dunno why. well off to read a book. byebye:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: gwendy will be kidnapped by ah lians, and become an ahlian&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: is it ah lian or  ahlian? i dun like both but still curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2524835198300605739?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2524835198300605739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2524835198300605739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2524835198300605739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2524835198300605739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/paradise-in-hell.html' title='Paradise in Hell'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7883940239627195004</id><published>2008-12-24T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:58:19.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pop a bone</title><content type='html'>ok im kinda not happy. cos my poor dog dislocated her hip bone. SNIFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent th last 3 days in malaysia, then came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u is the CLUB QORLD CUP champion. like, how expected.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming, which is both good and bad. good cos got a reason to get presents. bad cos my best friends will be in social hideaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from one of my best friends, a satanic: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why would one worship someone who lives high in the clouds and looks down at us mortals like we were born to worship him, rather than worship he who lives deep below and looks up at us, as the free beings we were born to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: im not satanic&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: boosting one's ego is fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7883940239627195004?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7883940239627195004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7883940239627195004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7883940239627195004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7883940239627195004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/pop-bone.html' title='pop a bone'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6352725130847909844</id><published>2008-12-17T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:40:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from a stream to the sea</title><content type='html'>okay i have an inkling today is going to be back to longer posts. nothing happened much today but got stuff happened yesterday and the day before so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day before yesterday went Far East to get new Hubstation(which is rlly cool can forward rewind stare at inteesting scene. BOYS I RECOMMEND THIS.we all know why ^^) then went to this bookstore and saw two interesting books.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkarpkLQwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QzLPHyoxgi4/s1600-h/Image259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkarpkLQwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QzLPHyoxgi4/s320/Image259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280781375262900994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkaVUbiS7I/AAAAAAAAACc/aki7VQWPsQk/s1600-h/Image258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkaVUbiS7I/AAAAAAAAACc/aki7VQWPsQk/s320/Image258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280780991632395186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea. they looked cool. and the second book really is good cos i watched the documentary called the secret. yea. very very informative. yea so that was day before yesterday partly. also in the shop there was this column called MEN'S INTERESTS. then got this weird guy reading th FHM mag. infront of everyone. with tht smirk on th face. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats abt day before yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was cooler. went to this place called tony romas for lunch. th sign th signature look so weird i din noe wad it is, then found out it was tony romas. had ribs. which was heavenly. super sweet and succulent and WOOOOOW. then i also tried this thing called BLUE CHEESE. it reminded me of the bangla smell. but in your mouth. which is NOT AT ALL nice. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic of steak and stuff: wasted couldnt get a pic of th bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkcZlSrx1I/AAAAAAAAACs/kgkWYucHY9o/s1600-h/Image262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkcZlSrx1I/AAAAAAAAACs/kgkWYucHY9o/s320/Image262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280783263901402962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leftover of what entered my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yea so thats what i ate. i mean. its th bone of what used to be a chicken like thing. poor chicken. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea well today din do anything much, decided to laze around at home. going for a movie with gwendy joseph and xiongthechicken tmw. yea, hope it'll be fun. bro says movie is nice. so if movie not nice i sue him in court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i woke up this morning and got a daughter. then a wife&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: what next i wonder?DOTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6352725130847909844?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6352725130847909844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6352725130847909844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6352725130847909844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6352725130847909844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-stream-to-sea.html' title='back from a stream to the sea'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/SUkarpkLQwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QzLPHyoxgi4/s72-c/Image259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4379127415164859797</id><published>2008-12-14T03:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:50:19.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWAG</title><content type='html'>ok quick update b4 i go sleep, man u drew 0-0 wthhhh. livverpool drew 2-2, good. arsenal i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway nth much going on, felt really down and under abt sth. and yea was like super sad. though i tried not to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i must thank this chick called AMELIA(NOT THE ONE FROM MY SCHOOL. okay i decide to write out her name in full because she was upset i called her amy online. although i did tht just to uhh, avoid ze confuzion). yah thx for getting me back on track, =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to say, i played dota till 3.45 thought i addicted, turns out xl addicted to facebook more than my dota thing. so hell im a good hard working boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: im not crazy, truly&lt;br /&gt;P.S2:If you find the world cold, know that there is still heat, and seek the warmth.for if there was no heat, we wouldnt know abt th world being cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4379127415164859797?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4379127415164859797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4379127415164859797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4379127415164859797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4379127415164859797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/swag.html' title='SWAG'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7931204596998305786</id><published>2008-12-11T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:21:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy the grumbling grumbler</title><content type='html'>okay im not at all in a good mood, yesterday got back pain cos fell off the bed, details i dowanna repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was SLIGHTLY happier but then i got bored with nothing to do so i went to school to buy books and yea. but i havent done heard smelt touched anything fruitful the past 2 days so im pretty grumpy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to all who have received my grumblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth that keeps me alive; arsenal lost. 2-0. useless cannon that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im done here, nth to say at all. my dog is chasing a cockroach. i shall save th cockroach from the impending pain by practising badminton. it will be a shuttlecock. but less pain as compared to my dog. a.k.a rabbit tail cutter, serial cockroach splitter, cat exterminator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: the cockroach has been saved&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: girls shldnt kick guys in their groin because the guy might make use of the girl to check if he is still functioning properly(this can save you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7931204596998305786?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7931204596998305786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7931204596998305786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7931204596998305786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7931204596998305786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/grumpy-grumbling-grumbler.html' title='Grumpy the grumbling grumbler'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3564729068896489025</id><published>2008-12-09T07:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:53:48.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulging in Insolence</title><content type='html'>hellooooo i realised that my homework completion level is increasingly stagnating but i am not making any effort to prevent this. welcome to the way of life.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright nothing much poppin up recently, MAN U WON=D muahaha last attack score somemore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ridiculously entertaining conversations with gwendy have resulted in me becoming a handphone game and have renamed me WOW, which in gwendy's world means Wise Old Wizard, whiile i like the name cos it boosts my elated inflated ego. oh and it also abbreviates for World of Warcraft. so its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im in dire straits need to talk to someone, but the curious interesting part is, that i dunno who that someone is. and there is also the very "gotten used to it" fact that no one will be there even if i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reall&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; have nothing else to say, the holidays have snatched my soul away and transformed me into a bed loving sleep machine. yea, im hibernating, with no idea why on earth im up this early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bed invites me, uhh, invitingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see the DotA icon on my dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont resist at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;time to go play dota see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: who is going delirious, me or you?&lt;br /&gt;P.S2:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thou shall not read the words in bold without deciphering the true words that are veiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3564729068896489025?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3564729068896489025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3564729068896489025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3564729068896489025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3564729068896489025'/><link rel='alternate' 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Procedure, Methods, and Protocols</title><content type='html'>ok the past few days i was in my grandma's house. it was fun though i had nothing to do. yea but during that time i talked to a girl called GOOWENDEEE TAN PEI LIN. then i learned from experience, that gwendy can get u white hair. anyone dowan dye hair but want it white go talk to her. snippet of our convo. (not word for word, i lazy check my phone. u want come check yourself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:"eh i ask u sth i asked chow at chalet. will u rather screw a guy u dunno and nothing happen or screw a guy of ur dreams and u get aids"&lt;br /&gt;GWENDY:"uhh does the guy i dunno like me?"&lt;br /&gt;ME:"uh u dunno him. yah th point is screw someone u dunlike and live or screw someone u like and die"&lt;br /&gt;GWENDY:"ohhh. the guy i like, does he like me also?"&lt;br /&gt;ME:"DOES IT MATTER?! just choose."&lt;br /&gt;GWENDY:"sorry i have to ask many questions before i answer. how the guy get aids. he unfaithful then sleep around ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point in time i was in stress. i think i got white hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, th procedure, find gwendy. method, ask her a question. protocol, self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm obs ppl are back. hello obs ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay life has nothing much to offer me to write here currently so im pretty much lost for words. how very astounding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:tmw man u match.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: i think th ping pong game here th hard mode cannot win. (without hacking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4070994379080576192?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4070994379080576192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4070994379080576192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4070994379080576192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4070994379080576192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-white-hair-without-marriage.html' title='Getting white hair without marriage. Procedure, Methods, and Protocols'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1372927154972383013</id><published>2008-12-03T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:40:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midnight hour</title><content type='html'>okay its like 2.30 am now, just finished playing dota. damn funny used luna died like 5 times then bro say cconfirm lose. he go toilet come back 5-5. hahaha then in th end we won=DDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh nothing much happened today, but quick updates, MAN U WON! and liverfools, i mean liverpool, DREW. HAHAHAHAHAHA 2 points closer to doooom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent time today lazing around playing with my dog. nothing else to do. no new book to read. wanted watch quarantine with ppl then only aravind cold make it. GWENDY LAH! GO EAT BUFFET AT SOMERSAUT(thats how she spells it) TILL 15th.... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my phone is going nuts. inbox cant open. open = phone auto restart. bleh th thing is ancient. but good. well theres nothing much else to doooooo, so yea. im off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: why do some ppl expect u to be there for them, but when u need them, theyre more than ready to say NO. a.k.a tissue paper makers. use u then throw u away. make u like tissue&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: some ppl expect u to talk to only them and whine and sulk when u go stamping with others, but parade their whole life with other ppl and dont let u have th same expectation. such ppl should boil their brains in flour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1372927154972383013?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1372927154972383013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1372927154972383013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1372927154972383013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1372927154972383013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-midnight-hour.html' title='In the midnight hour'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7286415136511552365</id><published>2008-12-01T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:41:34.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money money money</title><content type='html'>ok today was superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick stuffs before that, MAN U WON 1-0 !!!! yay. stupid ronaldo got sent off for trying to be smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright stuff about today:&lt;br /&gt;my bro's best friend who is also my friend got this idea for a business, here's the brief sketch of it. now basically ppl who order computers don get to choose wad parts they want. so we're trying to establish  a DIY computer company, that does orders ONLINE. so far no other computer company has tht so its kinda unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today went to sim lim square for quite long doing surveys on what ppl think of th idea, to get some feedback. so yah i think ill post th3 questions, pls feel free to drop a tag abt ur opinion it'll be a great help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you order computers online? or prefer going to the shop itself?&lt;br /&gt;2) if it was going to the shop itself, why?&lt;br /&gt;3) would you rather have a DIY comp where u can get th comp for cheaper price, and get to choose your own parts, or get a fully assembled computer straightaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note, if u dunno how to piece up th parts of th comp, we can do it for u FREE. also we deliver to doorstep free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said earlier, those who dowanna tag, leave me an OIM or IM me. those who dunno me but will like to help, can tag or add me online demonspawn25@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much. good mornning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7286415136511552365?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7286415136511552365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7286415136511552365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7286415136511552365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7286415136511552365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/money-money-money.html' title='Money money money'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4403269939352642982</id><published>2008-11-29T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:23:18.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to random aimlessness</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i woke up this morning and realised that i have nothing to do. besides tuition from 3-5, totally unscheduled day so i shall begin wasting time HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick updates, taiwan ppl back HELLO TAIWAN PPL. okay now to complaint. chow qun di chow piggy charissa chow never buy me anything. TOTALLY STUNNED. how could the pig do this to me HOW?!?!?!?! i shall dedicate the rest of the waning month to irritating the chow for this. REVENGE IS SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy chow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see i finished chem homework, bio project still stagnated at 90% done, the rest haven touch cos ive been back logging on notes. okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i shall talk abt my chat with tan pei lin yesterday. i realise tan pei lin the bond girl from china is like a total WALKING ADVERTISEMENT. she advertises for america's next top model(very interesting meh?) and project runway(more like project runAway see all th ppl like lost in civilisation). i still stay bigoted that watching jap/korean models nicer. more classy. th europeans got tht IM TH BEST I KNOW YOU KNOW WE KNOW WHOOP! face. and gwendy ate  a sweet, and a sour pork for dinner. with other stuffs but yah. off th hook tastebuds. also, youtube will never shutdown due to its biggest fan gwendy! she youtube the whole day yesterday watching survivor(i think she trying to learn how to survive just in case she fall from plane and land in ethiopia) and america's next top model and lord knows wad else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ive honoured gwendy and chow today by wasting blog space on them. doing my part for the communittee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: never believe gwendy is offline. BECAUSE SHE IS NOT. its a secret though.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: thou shall not forgive chow for not buying me anything although her reason is cos "she my nice friend for 6 years"&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: chow's reason actually advocates my point that she is EVIL. how eeenteresteeeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4403269939352642982?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4403269939352642982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4403269939352642982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4403269939352642982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4403269939352642982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-to-random-aimlessness.html' title='Back to random aimlessness'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8585447188376455565</id><published>2008-11-26T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:15:47.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Sketch</title><content type='html'>alright quick post, very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid MAN U draw TWICE both match 0-0 one with villareal another with aston villa. very depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is cool, went for math today, came back with imran talked about ppl in 3/5 alston doesnt like. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to be frank life is superbly boring, nothing to do at all besides the daily routines, im looking forward to an impending reunion with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the ping pong thing in my blog is ownage. im stuck at medium difficulty though, anyone gotten past it can show off with all rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im going to watch family guy. the most funny thing ever. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: How dumb can a person get to be thinking of SEA HORSE, and go "eh what is tht animal ah?!?!?! the horse in the water!"&lt;br /&gt;P.S2:uhh i love my dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8585447188376455565?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8585447188376455565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8585447188376455565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8585447188376455565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8585447188376455565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-sketch.html' title='Quick Sketch'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2325889520523918265</id><published>2008-11-22T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:10:38.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion from Elation</title><content type='html'>okay back after 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was spent playing soccer. that made me VERY tired. so i shall  make this post short before i go sleep. played, went to eat, went back to play, played till bbunch of kids and their sorta father who had a stomach th size of a football field came and talked alot. me and hilmie very unhappy but the rest dont wanna have trouble so we walked off bought drinks and went home. now reached home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got man u match at 1 am also. must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i think i miss this girl in taiwan with sexy legs =D. social life very quiet now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2325889520523918265?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2325889520523918265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2325889520523918265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2325889520523918265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2325889520523918265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/exhaustion-from-elation.html' title='Exhaustion from Elation'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1927833652458792360</id><published>2008-11-17T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:02:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese dancing rifles</title><content type='html'>HELLO today is a cool day. weather good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up morning to go do PDS. then went there th ppl so dead so i decided im going to be high and have fun even if theyre dead. worked out great me and ivan shaking our asses around(GOT ORDER ONE! front back right left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if that wasnt enough we formed the gay chinese dance move half way through a gun salute. PRO. first thought not gay enough so since XL in school can bring her teach us the power of chinese dance. then we realised we destined to be crazy weirdos and THEREFORE we did it on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after PDS went home with vivegan and pong pong. they came to my house to do bio project. then those two rape my dog. dog still like in coma now.... lol. ben thought my dog made of glass or wad, talking like she so fragile. HUSKIES ARE STRONG. okay nothing to do now, finished a great deal of bio project, still need to brush up on info so we can talk without looking at paper. COS ITS ALL IN OUR HEAD, WE'RE THINKIN BOUT IT OVER AND OVER AGAIINNN. oh and must make some hand out like thing for teacher marking to be impressed. yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i learned sth from XL. although i may sound super lag/slow, CHOW PIGGY CHOW QUN DI CHOW CHARISSA going taiwan also. LOL bye bye piggy package. alright i have nothing else of interest to discuss abt. good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Stop wishing for a life without problems because if life had no problems they would have called it a composition without a BODY.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: lifeless is defined as knowing the definition of wad life is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1927833652458792360?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1927833652458792360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1927833652458792360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1927833652458792360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1927833652458792360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/chinese-dancing-rifles.html' title='Chinese dancing rifles'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5424465791057037222</id><published>2008-11-16T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:26:26.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of Toil</title><content type='html'>okay today has been a very fruitful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning woke up went to bugis around 11+ stared at stuff bought a shirt, stared at more stuff, then went to visit grandma in clementi. grandma cooked nasi lemak. OWNAGE. then got this whoooolllle troupe of Mhads/mats/muds having some HUGE gathering playing bollywood songs(wtf) and eating. EATING ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to go to the library and find a book my friend wanted. i finished the book by the time i reached woodlands.... NICE BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i came back i slept. sleeping is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up cleared my table, felt less guilty, cleared my room, felt neutral, then vacuumed my whole house, felt great with a pained back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go start researching on bio project now, ben and vivegan might be coming over tmw. yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If someone cant hug u cos shes scared of her parents' reactions, HUG THE PARENTS and when they ask u wad ur doing just say MEETING THE IN LAWS =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5424465791057037222?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5424465791057037222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5424465791057037222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5424465791057037222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5424465791057037222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruits-of-toil.html' title='Fruits of Toil'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4767436623303790400</id><published>2008-11-15T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:20:05.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-country</title><content type='html'>okay today was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly when for a talk on how to live life in CSC. the talk way gooooood. although it was in tamil i laughed alot and yes me feel like new man. like buddha reincarnate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i learned from the talk that still ringing in my head is this "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no way to happiness; happiness is the way&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway after the talk i went over to suntec to see the Food Safari and Electronic fair. like the proud singaporean i am, go try all the food but never buy anything. ask all the IT ppl all the qtns but never buy anything except a hard disk to put stuff in. goood hard disk. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im back home expecting some ppl from singtel to come do some cabling for a box. meanwhile i shall play with my dog(wife). then after that ill go sleep have dinner and then meet syazoo-one to go to the airport to send off the japan runaways. maybe gwendy will still look like the bond girl. ngehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright time to go play with dog. good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: theres a really pretty girl in Dhoby Ghaut now.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: why is it that when we're hungry, we look for food, and when we're tired we look for a place to sleep but when we're troubled we sit and expect others to solve our problem?&lt;br /&gt;P.S3: we can get tea from a teacup but we cant get the world from world cup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4767436623303790400?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4767436623303790400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4767436623303790400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4767436623303790400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4767436623303790400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/cross-country.html' title='Cross-country'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1646453307892925755</id><published>2008-11-14T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:17:31.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure in boredom</title><content type='html'>okay life is boring and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly as some would know, a few weeks ago, i think 3, my maid left, so now have to do EVERYTHING on our own. then bro keep going to school till late(purposely i think) and so yesterday i had to do like everything. but i decided to just do the basics and then do chem homework. then my OCD mum came back and started some pyroclaustic eruption and flooded my brain with crazy blabber-shoutings like for example "DONNO WHAT I DID TO DESERVE TO GIVE BIRTH TO SUCH SELFISH PEOPLE" blah blah. and then me and bro were like, here she goes again but really come to think about it later, whether she means it or not it still kind of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im stuck here AGAIN today with nothing to do. so yep, im literally trying to find away to keep myself out of boredom, so lets not even speak of getting entertainment. the only thing or rather person keeping me alive now is this guy on youtube is this guy called shimmycocopuffsss. cracky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i realise alot of people are shutting off their blogs making it "private" and stuff which is really annoying since i have to do my routine 101 on the blog each time i want to be kaepo and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing thats bugging my mind is this 2 options i have. both of which i want to choose. but i cant. so i decided i shall ask the opinion of any person on my msn contact list i dont know. yea, brilliant idiot taking advise from strangers. but i learnt the hard way that u can never trust someone. they will feign to love u and when u need their trust the most, thats when they crumble. but heck its the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to go researching more on stff people asked me while i was apocalypting at chalet, learned some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about so i guess ill end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i want to watch madagascar2, interested ppl throw a tag.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: the world should stop trying to mould the rest of the world into the world that the world wants to see, but rather mould the world itself to reflect the vision of the world that the world dreams of living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1646453307892925755?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1646453307892925755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1646453307892925755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1646453307892925755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1646453307892925755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/treasure-in-boredom.html' title='Treasure in boredom'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5562159078460451972</id><published>2008-11-13T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:03:32.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>ahh back from chalet. i slept like 4 hours in 3 days. and i thought of getting sleep yesterday but my friend got shoved out of his house by his "drunken monk dad". but i still slept in th end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things besides chalet though,&lt;br /&gt;wan-69?'s phone has recovered from cancer. or aids.&lt;br /&gt;channel u shld be sued for having transvestites dancing on TV la.... so traumatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;firstly the numbers were not that good. ppl who i expected came though it was still little. i arrived at around 6+ not sure of exact time. spent the first day playing cards and then at night imran clement and myself talked about the apocalypse, very interesting debate-like conv. then the rest came in and we gossipped. alston got hilariously agitated over 3 ppl. good thing all 3 of them i don really like so ALSTON CAN GANG BANG. ok then after gossiping we talked about SEX. like there was nothing else interesting to talk lah, i still think its not my fault that the conv came up, and my fault that it turned out to be fun(chow qun di should have some mental reaction at this point) then as promised at 3am sharp i started ranting out ghost stories. that dried my mouth totally. we continued talking, jumping topics but basically i spent the time having fun with the "little piggy package" that i refer to as a "chow that sits down". oh and before all that me, chow, clement, and imran and someone else i think, lin kai? i forgot, so sorry. yea we walked out and that thanks to me they got freaked out abt disappearing and we went back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day was spent going lan wih alston kang heng and soma. played for like 2 hours i think. then bought lunch and went back to find them watching saw. which meant that tan pei lin and the godly dvd player was there. hi tan pei lin. GWENDY LOOKS LIKE THE BOND GIRL OMG(refer to previous post) so we continued the saw marathon, all the girls squeaking at odd times. then after that we got ready for the BBQ, and then while the meat was cooking i played pool with clement and amos. match with amos was scary really thought i would lose then won=D and i won clement also. then we went back to see 2 cats tryng to engage in holy matrimony then give up on the idea. BBQ was fun. 2 convs i remember:&lt;br /&gt;  Me: eh chow that one ur hot dog not cook enough meh?&lt;br /&gt; Chow: no i want mine cook longer&lt;br /&gt; Me: yah chow wants everything that goes inside her long hard and black&lt;br /&gt; Chow: yea, like yours&lt;br /&gt;wow chow gets turned on while cooking hot dogs. second conv:&lt;br /&gt; Gwendy to clement: can i offer u some prawn?&lt;br /&gt; Clement to gwendy: sth related to why u keep asking that&lt;br /&gt; Gwendy to clement: must ask what, what else can i offer you ....?&lt;br /&gt; Clement: no reaction&lt;br /&gt; Me: GWENDY ASK ME THAT QUESTION AGAIN OMG&lt;br /&gt;i mean look at the "wad else can i offer u". so many thngs i could think of. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bbq we talked abit of crap,gwendy the prawnmonger and shihui the corn machine went home. no more bond girl.oh and i decided not to porn and guess wad? 4 ppl were awake... 4! 2 of which were having a competition/bet. then i started my "omg xl is hot" spree. ahaha i made her dance using photos from teo mee sun's phone. so pro. then i fell asleep. oh and soma left after saw at round 4+ 5, and was not home till 3 hours later and his parents were like heeby-jeeby worried. woke up at 12 then ordered mac's. THE MEGA MCSPICY MEAL IS REALLY AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fnal morning talked abit,  then checked out, then bus-ed off, me kang heng joe wei amos alston dropped off went lan, the rest went home. then we started gossiping abt some one. super interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that basically sums up my chalet days, im off to do stuff. see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:  GWENDY LOOKS LIKE THE BOND GIRL(still in shock)&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: clement talked to me abt HER, the white one, and now i recoiling from blankness. but overall i am unaffected and would orget abt the incident before i publish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5562159078460451972?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5562159078460451972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5562159078460451972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5562159078460451972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5562159078460451972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2965092924934021125</id><published>2008-11-10T07:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:51:20.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best of the worst</title><content type='html'>okay im here before i have to rush off for the mock asean conference thing. and i haven looked at the slides for my opening nor prepared for the closing speeches but HECK do impromptu and try make it sound rehearsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest stuff, i just saw a ray of hope for my craving for saw 5 ystd! bittorrent's first 100% health torrent for saw 5 out im going to grab it asap. and sadly MAN U LOST TO ARSENAL 2-1 although that was one of the best matches that ive seen. yet i think the other team(liverpool arsenal chelsea ?hull?) should not be too happy for man u might do another mad 15 match winning streak and win the title. as usual. SOOOO I SHALL NOT WORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its been like 15 days or sth since i last played dota. . . . . . the craving increasing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch a movie with syazuan(male) clement(male) vivegan(uhhh, haha) and CHOW QUN DI CHOWPIGGY CHARISSA(female).... aha clement blocked me from attempting to attempt to get sneaky. but the movie was nice though watching it second time. 007 by the way. BOND GIRL HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00464/007_682x400_464308a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 682px; height: 400px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00464/007_682x400_464308a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay continuing. so yea had fun in movie then on saturday went to buy things for class chalet. was very entertaining. lydia was like those barcode scanner with in built GPS at NTUC. everything also she know.... then chow qundi chowpiggy charissa say she coming at 3+ because "before 3 i have to date my bf" AND SHE ENDED UP COMING WITH AMOS. ^ ^ funny shit. then the great tan pei lin gwendy asked all of us(i think) to send her off for JAPAN trip.... ... ..... poor girl no one want send her off must ask. tan pei lin u have my sympathies =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing much to add on i better go get ready for the conference or ill be late shot by Mr Poh at point blank distance and thrown off the roof with no restraint. (acknowledgements: 007 quantum of solace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop staring at the bond girl dear boys. and girls WORK ON IT! maybe u can end up looking like her then all the boys will go GAGAGA =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i shall make a phone that can never spoil. that way the world would be a better place for all who, like me, can talk non-stop(its a good thing i swear). ~ to person affected&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2965092924934021125?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2965092924934021125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2965092924934021125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2965092924934021125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2965092924934021125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-of-worst.html' title='The best of the worst'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-709100322247458117</id><published>2008-11-02T15:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:12:48.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rantings.</title><content type='html'>okay for one of the first times im here for apparently no reason, just happened to be here so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay starting with the good news, MAN U WON! okay thanks to araviind for score updates, 4-3 at full time. the 3 looks abit ugly but its still made not so bad by the four. not sure if that made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else going on at present times, oh oh MAX PAYNE IS THE, I REPEAT, THE STUPIDEST MOVIE EVER. WTF ITS DEMONS MADE MY DRUGS. GOSH "I TAKE HEROIN AND GIVE BIRTH TO FISHIN LUCIFER" movie. really really 0/10,100,100,1000000 any number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing much to add, but i went to my bro's friend's house for deepavali, quite okay, ate good food, played soccer on one dilapidated field(how can a field be dilapidated? its possible, FOR I HAVE SEEN IT) and then went to play dota and chambers. enchantress ownage. i farmed 3 times more c/s compared to afew of my teammates. hilarious entertaining match. second best ive played. and yes we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright thats all, reasonably short post. thank you byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: standing on 2 legs without doing anything can be  considered balancing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;P.S2: edited blogskin. shld add abit more focus. abit too glaring though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-709100322247458117?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/709100322247458117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=709100322247458117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/709100322247458117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/709100322247458117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-rantings.html' title='Random Rantings.'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4992998599488829564</id><published>2008-10-29T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:10:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasty hasty</title><content type='html'>hello hello its been awhile. Well quick updates, after my previous post i was granted 45 mins of godly time from godly people. 11 of them from man u. final score against w.b.a was 4-0 hahah refereee kayu also can win. sadly they drew with everton 1-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind there is cause to celebrate, chelsea fans no longer can look at stamford bridge with all the high noses. they lost to LIVERPOOL(hahahah) at home to end their 80++ game winning streak there(hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now im heading for chem spa. shld be okay i hope. titration quite friendly. hope i dont murder myself at the calculations part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very interesting chat with the chow qun di chow yesterday. very very informative, enhancing, mind boggling, fun and yes gladly i learnt some stuff. shall not reveal details for details lead to misunderstandings. misunderstandings lead to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to the DARK SIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh happy belated deepavali, speaking of dark side... hahaha yes it was fun eating talking getting money. got 358 dollars. weird number but heck IM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall go get ready for chem spa good luck to all those yet to rot in its terrible grasp. GOODBYE =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: spammers are a stupid bunch of weird people. anyone with the height of 169 and have lips between their hips, thank the almighty man in the sky for his gift. (snigger)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4992998599488829564?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4992998599488829564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4992998599488829564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4992998599488829564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4992998599488829564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/hasty-hasty.html' title='Hasty hasty'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5381437338600816029</id><published>2008-10-19T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:25:47.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REFEREES GONE BLIND</title><content type='html'>okay i am in hyper mode now. was just watching a VERY VERY dramatic and incredible first half of Man U vs W.B.A AND I MUST COMPLAINT HERE DUE TO THE PROBLEMATIC FACT THAT I FIND NO OTHER SOULD TO COMPLAIN TO&lt;br /&gt; alright first half totally DOMINATED by the red Devils, funny how i mention devil right after watching exorcist. wasted they censor all th ^ ^ parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways so man u was dominating and rooney scored! such a fishin fabulous finisher and IT WAS DISALLOWED. REFEREE GONE MAD! BLIND! INSIPID! outrageously demonically possessed by some demon of BLINDNESS. as if that was not enough, later on there was a call for man u penalty. the stupid W.B.A defender of an ass threw his arms up to defend his face from being blown to bits BUT STIL!!! it was a blinkin hand ball and th blind possessed referee once again proves that he is, duhh, blind and possessed. ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now hope man u can continue the show of one sided football. van de sar really can go play chess or sth with th fans... 15 mins before the action revives i shall go make me a sandwhich flip through the channels and bounce bac kinto the match .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~in hyper stress/anxiety/curious unexplainable feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL NEXT TIME GOOODTH BYEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5381437338600816029?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5381437338600816029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5381437338600816029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5381437338600816029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5381437338600816029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/referees-gone-blind.html' title='REFEREES GONE BLIND'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1408245641696159791</id><published>2008-10-18T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:00:09.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday-the sign from hell</title><content type='html'>ok yesterday i was in a state of depression being on the verge of failing 3 subjects. A math gone. SS gone. bio SHLD BE GONE. i shld become a jumper and jump of nigeria falls before my original intention of jumping of when i am 80..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its the weekend and a good friend convinced me to let it go and helped me with it i shall not mention her name in order to lessen a chaotic confusion of names because the name can also be applied to the person i mentioned some time ago in relation to a rather intruiging conflict. bah humbug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY EXORCIST IS SHOWING IN AN HOUR. hope they don censor too much me like the movie... watched movie trailers today and im betting Saw 5 is going to be A.W.E.S.O.M.E. transformers 2 also seems quite cool megatron is a US stealth fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh nothing much happening now. so i decide to go wondering about how Angelina Jolie manages to fire 2 pistols in so accurately. then i decide to go youtube to find out if females are really that effective in handling weapons. after all some of them although they look oh so dainty harmless and gorgeous can become cold blooded murdering scums. darling girls dont try to argue, you know its true. AND GUESS WHAT! i have proven that angelina jolie is either too strong, takes steroids, or the more probable option, FAKES IT ALL! please visit this page to confirm hypothesis:&lt;br /&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwLQewe4TrY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;thank you. really, sometimes watching those skinny ass actresses kicking ass out of the atleast well built for fighting guys can irritate. I MEAN ITS SOOOO FAKE! make it look real at least lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok angry enough i go play dota and murder people now. GOOD BYE MO- FOs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1408245641696159791?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1408245641696159791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1408245641696159791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1408245641696159791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1408245641696159791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/doomsday-sign-from-hell.html' title='Doomsday-the sign from hell'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3390012291838823427</id><published>2008-10-15T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:47:35.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Streets</title><content type='html'>alright finally exams over, i know its kind of late but heck still can celebrate wont die. aaanyway so yea people jumping around having fun this and that, but yet still got SPA and O 'lvel mother tongue to endure then full fledge celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i just realised while lookin at my tagboard some ingenious intellectual who thought it a compliment to call himself or herself an "Insipid Fool". well perhaps the senseless tags were an attempted spam that failed, either way it brings me back to th last time i got spammed. heh felt great after sending the person's comp to eternal sleep. yes in simpler terms i erased every single .exe file in the person's computer which no doubt would have resulted in an excess loss of memory in the machine resulting in a BOOOM good bye comp hello ancient technology. i am not throwing out a threat, just, REMINISCING(sp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, moving back to exams, i heard about the bio MSG being 6.5 and my reaction, well theres no reaction. hah just hope i dont see an underline in my report slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also there has been few cases of people coming to me and expressing their disbelief and other related expressions on the affair in relation to my previous post, and said "You sure cannot lah in the end will talk to her". well to all these people thanks so much for your trust, but if you till now doubt my sincerity on the matter rest assured i am by all means ready to "put my money where my mouth is" and i must ask, are you? well if the answer taes more than 1 second to emerge, or emerges as a NO, then i will sincerely appreciate it if you would restraint your comments. I practise a HEAR NO EVIL life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i shall go back to pondering over an interesting problem posed  by Miss Khaw Xin Lin who put a "tea bag on her back" which was "muscleache"d. i now wonder, if by putting tea bags the godly tea leaf power sort of diffuses through the skin and heals the ache, why not just drink the tea! AHA! i vehemently stress that that is a worthy argument. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;also i have a sudden urge to go back to swimming its been a long time since i have swum. anyone who has watched burn after Reading please drop a tag on your opinion of the movie, i do not wish to waste my time at the theatre unless need demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;31st October. IMPORTANT DAY. REMIND MYSELF =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3390012291838823427?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3390012291838823427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3390012291838823427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3390012291838823427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3390012291838823427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-on-streets.html' title='Back on the Streets'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7995083770097336903</id><published>2008-10-03T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:52:45.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Stretch</title><content type='html'>Okay its the weekends, final leg of papers before freedom. so farr, i think im oookaaaaayyyy lets take a review on th stuff happenin so far:&lt;br /&gt;1) BERBATOV FINALLY SCORED WOOT!!!! all the liverpool clowns who called him a waste of        money please help yourself to boiling your brains in mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) english paper was murderous, those who expect anything below 50 im sorry to say i will not miss you while destroying my soul in the pits of o level malice.&lt;br /&gt;3) other papers were not bad, math just was lack of time, ss i hope i wrote enough crap, tamil should be A1 for the paper but compo might doom me again. Chem was rather surprisingly a friendly paper though i screwed up mole.&lt;br /&gt;4) RIP Joseph Benjamin Jeyaretnam. very sad thing his passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of things that happened, on to things to come and things on my mind. Firstly i now am being troubled by the high possibility of a bottomless fall to hell A Math paper, bio paper has been forewarned to be tough. Physics shouldnt trouble me much. Nothing much going on these days, nothing that has captured my attention EXCEPT the second last instalment of the Inheritence trilogy book, Brisingr. All them people who loved harry potter i think this one is a better read. Atleast the hero has some use even when alone. Also some things to look forward to this year and next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) TRANSFORMERS 2&lt;br /&gt;2) Need for Speed Undercover (Nov 3rd for those interested)&lt;br /&gt;3) Diablo III&lt;br /&gt;4) Fast and the Furious 4&lt;br /&gt;5) Saw 5!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) ????World of Warcraft movie?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i atleast, have pledged my life to try out these 6 things before June next year. after that i will throw myself into that abyss of O Level madness and suddenly wake up from hell into a breath of fresh air and continue to enjoy a life that has been only tooooooo interesting.GOOD BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: You must be crazy to find me crazy because craziness on its own is only too crazy to be considered any part of my character, which is also crazy because having parts in a character is really crazy. Crazy things happen. Live with it i say. (It is profound for the certain few who will possess the intellect to comprehend, but gibberish for the rest who lack intellect but thrive in the art of insipidity and live to uphold the honour of the word imbecile.I insist whatever i just said has no intention to offend the micro of the macro you see =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7995083770097336903?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7995083770097336903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7995083770097336903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7995083770097336903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7995083770097336903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-stretch.html' title='Final Stretch'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3621318242487480893</id><published>2008-09-14T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:23:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of a new Era</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time. Originally i wanted to keep my blog dead till SA2 was over. Somehow an unforeseen event took place forcing me to take up the "pen" and begin a very curious trail of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who know, there has been a, what you call, conflict between myself and this person called Amelia(whom i shall from now refer to as "she" or "her"). Well, what began as a little problem has been forced to escalate to a rather surprising onslaught of people being made to take sides. Let me tell you the tale, before you too are, (in my opinion) influenced into how she wants you to view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lets start from the top. She WAS a good friend, till for some reason she started going mad over a guy whom i think does not deserve to be part of this bound to be argument. Well, for a guy who liked her, no doubt there was jealousy involved, but i was very much surprised when i found out there were this bunch of people who couldn't stand her on and on rantings and fussing over this guy. (if the guy is reading this i am REALLY VERY VERY SORRY no offence i have absolutely NOTHING against you) well, soon, about a week later this group of people (who were just bursting to tell her to SHUT UP but didnt because hurting people is bad) grew rather big that i decided i should meet up with her and tell her all about it and attempt, ATTEMPT, to make her less disliked or anything along tht effect. All in all i tried 5 times to meet her over breakfast or before school to clarify matters, and the following will give you a concise description of what happened each of that 5 times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time: got a reply at around 11,which was, "having breakfast with the girls" where it was far too late to  make any other arrangements&lt;br /&gt;2nd time: same as the first time&lt;br /&gt;3rd time: no reply (current emotion, SLIGHTLY towards the irritated side)&lt;br /&gt;4th time: said mum fetching to school, in the end sighted walking to school with unknown person (current emotion: What-the------)&lt;br /&gt;5th time: said having breakfast with the girls but will be free; said will call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i waited for tht call which never came. I had given up, and i sent her an sms telling her to forget i ever asked her to meet blahblahblahblah take two hands to clap more blah blah GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she tried calling me like 4 times, but i was wondering wth is the point in calling only when i made the point tht i was, disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got an sms from her 3 days later tht went on about "i sense ur disappointment but don noe why blahblah or did you expect too much from me in the first place more blah blah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked her if wanting to talk was expecting too much to which she said dont know(twice, i donno why) to which i said the day you find out you can tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following days were spent not talking to her at all, and then suddenly i got an intel update from a friend, whose name i wont disclose cos she too does not deserve to be troubled, saying that Amelia told her and 2 other people not to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at this point i got totally stunned cos not only was wad she did like sth a pri. sch kid will do for "revenge" but it was unnecessarily bringing OTHER people into the whole issue for no reason! well, it seems now, that she has been telling people not to talk to me, exact number unknnown,  and from her own mouth(hands rather it was an sms...) she said she "trying to get people on her side". so now, dumbfounded i decide to recite the whole event here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have not, and will not, try to make people have anything against her because that would really be childish and idiotic. Instead i will keep this disagreement between me and her as much as possible, and i only blogged about it to let those who have been "influenced" by her, know exactly how i feel about the whole thing before any judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to all liverpool fans, MAN U WILL HAVE REVENGE. Wes Brown shall die for the error, and ronaldo will be back to put more holes in the liverpool net. MUAHAHAHAH. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3621318242487480893?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3621318242487480893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3621318242487480893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3621318242487480893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3621318242487480893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginning-of-new-era.html' title='The Beginning of a new Era'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8485667237306371629</id><published>2008-07-15T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:58:24.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello evryone, yes been awhile again i see. Actually ill be saying tht a rather lot from now BECAUSE IM BUSY. today we talk about Vishnu and the hippopotamus's ass line, nazri and the mercury ??MASTURBATOR?? and umm, lets see if anything else pops up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was but a few days ago when kavin and myself were walking out of my class when we suddenly broke out laughing like delirious men seeing goats eat one another heads off...now if u wonder, whether we really got vacuumed into such a state of delirium, i assure u there is no cause for worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we stepped out, we heard the OH-LORD-I-HOPE-ITS-LOW-ENOUGH voice of vishnu saying "shut up lah u son of a hippopotamus's assline!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay at the spur of the moment we split our sides. then nazri said something that only prolonged our split side-ness. He went, " SHUDDUP LAH U MERCURY MASTURBATOR".For all my friends who master the more complicated part of the English vocabulary, you will no doubt join me in ridiculing that whatever string of thought that rushed out of their mouths, was insipid gibberish. So yes, kavin and me spread around this newfound level of stupidity, to which a shocked citizen, ARAVIND, went, "just when i thought they could not get any stupider, they proved me wrong". We will now join in union(if im still staring at this same line), in sharing the sorrow we feel for these souls that enjoy the gibberish side of their gibberish joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summing up this story, other world news. Ronaldinho possibly moves to machester City, (much to i.am.ran's distraught displeasure) and the, quote, SLAVE, ronaldo is possibly running off, like they all do, for money and not the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to do whatever im supposed to do, currently unsure, must call afew people and find out. sigh... GOOD BYE AND GOOD NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8485667237306371629?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8485667237306371629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8485667237306371629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8485667237306371629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8485667237306371629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-evryone-yes-been-awhile-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2326351752811866591</id><published>2008-07-02T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:10:58.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ACT</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS AMAZING! okay story time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all was okay, THEN LAST PART OF CCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boys, ME, HILMIE, SYAZUAN, IMRAN, SHAFEEQ(SP), IVAN,JIA CHIN,ZAFF, VIVEGAN, AMIR, ZUHRI, JEFFERSON, AND joshua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so what happened was, me jeff and zuhri talkin abou dota then suddenly we looking at vivegan. he drinking a can of coke. Then someone called him, he look away from can, then either zaff of shafeeq stuff a chopstick into th straw. th chopstick had curry. VIVEGAN DIN KNOW HAPPILY DRINK CHIOSTICK FOR NEXT --&gt;5&lt;-- SECONDS. THEN WHEN HE REALISED WE ALL LAUGH OUR ASSES OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN VIVEGAN ANGRY BECOME WIF.A.GUN. THEN HE TRY THROW THE CHOPSTICK.&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; STRAW &lt;/span&gt;FLAY AWAY THE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHOPSTICK&lt;/span&gt; STILL THERE!!!!!!!!! THEN WE ALL LAUGH MORE(like duhh. vivegan, and clown so apt right....) THEN WIF.A.GUN. THROW TH CHOPSTICK GO RAILING EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go up to him and console him th vivegan way. you know, the hand on th shoulder, hand on the eyebrow like every one you know died. DIDNT WORK. so i left him to cry and die. THEN HE REALLY FLOODGATE OPEN!!!!!! so every one went to console him. then i realised we can manipulate the situation to get rid of our stalker, joshua, at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told vivegan to act immensely depressed and one by one we will run off while some people not going near joshua's house will stall him. then we escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when HILMIE, the very disturbed by tears man bought wif.a.gun a bottle of coke. the very touched wif.a.gun evolved to WEAPING GUN. From plan, it evolved to reality, WEAPING GUN ran off, while i thought he following plan. then after escape we realised that he was "SO TOUCHED LAH, NO ONE EVER DID THIS FOR ME BEFORE" so we let him donate tears till he felt happy, while the stalker rejoined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HOPES WERE LOST. A DISTRAUGHT MASTERMIND SAW THE WORLD SPLIT (me) WHEN SUDDENLY, THE GREAT HILMIE, HEAL-ED ME! he was like, "joshua i think your wanted by your mother." or sth to tht effect, witnesses feel free to correct me thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats the end, sorry if u werent much entertained, my story was much of a Spur of the Moment affair.  well, at the end of the day joshua waited for us at the station but at our faces he decided he should stay away, and we survived without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREDITS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;director/master mind: Prashan&lt;br /&gt;Leading actor                 : vivegan, Wif.a.Gun, WEAPING GUN&lt;br /&gt;spy on joshua                  : Syazuan&lt;br /&gt;Shoo-er of joshua          : Hilmie, Heal ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!THIS POST REALLY COULD HAVE BEEN MANAGED WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT SO DONT FEEL TOO HAPPY =D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2326351752811866591?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2326351752811866591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2326351752811866591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2326351752811866591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2326351752811866591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/act.html' title='THE ACT'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8720252578928899189</id><published>2008-06-23T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:47:36.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OKAY I KNOW YOU THINK ITS DEAD BUT sadly for some, i have revived wad was considered, the resting place of a little part of my brain, so rejoice, no use being gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened so far:&lt;br /&gt;- KILLED by homework mass(still not done)&lt;br /&gt;- KILLED laughing at Holland kicked out of Euro 2008&lt;br /&gt;- KILLED knowing im one of the SYF emcees&lt;br /&gt;- KILLED staring at pretty things in Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;- KILLED knowing i wrecked my holidays and thus i finish this portion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, soma went to india, refer to his blog, rather amusing it is. sorry for being away all this while, ive been cloggged up, well i still am but i HAVE to squeeze in self-time here and there eh? okay stuff has generally been good. Motivations this term; GET BETTER GRADES, GET BETTER AT DOTA(newfound love, sorry girls im a guy. [soccer.computer.games.boy.life] enjoy staring at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my trip to melbourne was SHOCKINGLY better than expected, no doubt it would have been blasted to a whole new level if there had been a sec 3 around, but my squad mates were too busy attending to more important issues, although we all know half of them wondered what they were doing half the tim they did anything. confusing? go figure =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you guys can check photos in th Ande portal, stuff there, but please i really dun need feedback about how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you THINK &lt;/span&gt;life was being me, in Melbourne, thanks for the concern anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, birthday in two days, already got 4 presents from people, thanks so much. for all those now realising i have a birthday, yes i have one every year, and no, my birthday suit years are long over, wont mind bringin them back though eh? ngehehehe(Peter griffin frm family guy laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh not much to talk about, as every letter i put effort into constructing to form brilliance seconded only by those who get people reading just cause they write stuff for newspapers, stimulates and raises from the core of my mind, a gargantuan mental volcanic eruption of guilt, as not more than 5 metres away from me lies a STACK, repeat, STACK of undone work. yes yes i shall have to get down to that, but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New history teacher in school is my brother's ex-history teacher. cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emcee for SYF carnival at toa payoh HDB mall or sth, those who wanna come? yea find ur way, those who dont, dun bother askin abt details. well im doing it with min yi, ATLEAST THERES STH GOOD ABT IT, bettr than doing with some unknown person. well, ill be back soon perhaps, perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: strongly recommend this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.monsoonbooks.com.sg/images/0801557/front_0801557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.monsoonbooks.com.sg/images/0801557/front_0801557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not only is the cover more than mesmerisingly interesting, it is a 60 000 word book, written sensibly, WITHOUT ENGLISH'S MOST COMMON LETTER, THE LETTER E. AMAZING RIGHT. well apparently this guy, adam adams, writes entire books that miss a certain letter. I think this book is really an interesting read, and yes, i salute the spectrum of this guy's vocabulary. To find words without E that subsitute those with E, u must be really, a walking thesaurus. Ill leave you in awe, guys stop staring at the cover, girls stop wishing u had her figure. Good night, enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Prashan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/NIGHTS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/NIGHTS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8720252578928899189?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8720252578928899189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8720252578928899189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8720252578928899189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8720252578928899189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/comeback.html' title='The comeback'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1472088685070982871</id><published>2008-05-12T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:10:19.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Liberation</title><content type='html'>okay i realise these few days are like, heaven compared. firstly, no one is mugging thus i have no stress. and everyone is having fun so i have fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay went to orchard with my friend, ended up losing him, then he didnt have a phone (feel so proud to say this) then ended up talking to some random girl in borders till he found me 3 hours later. then went home and realise my bro kope my msn account while playing dota, so all those who talked to me and got an auto message reply, sorry, try again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still celebrating Manchester United's 10th league cup title frm yesterday i didnt sleep celebrating overnight. chelsea didnt even win their last game, how very disgracing to man u, them being the competitors. well, thats the world aint it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay moving on, today was an absolutely fun day. Played a BIT of soccer, had a superb entertainment packed sexuality education with non-fried KFC. Those who know, shhh. okay i secretly think that older woman was horny. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched movie with an over horny imran, who thought Golden Compass was a movie about a girl trying to run away from The Invisible Man trying to rape her. OH YES. while playing soccer Aravind somehow split his pants. and didnt know about it till syazuan was like, sthsthsthsth EH WHY YOUR PANTS GOT HOLE LAH, then he, EH WTF. okay that split my stomach. imran doubled over, syazuan was on his back. ALL LAUGHING(for the stolid goons who havent realised yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the movie went on, and ended with something superbly stupid. Mdm lim decided to lecture us from 12.38 all the way to 1.08 about how we should be in the hall while watching a movie, and then Hilmie yawned damn loudly, then she asked EDDIE whether it was him, next thing you know, a extreeeeeeeeeeeemely dumb Eddie was infront near stage for NO ONE KNOWS WHAT. shall find out what happened in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, thats basically everything that caught my interest today. Also i learnt never to let myself be fickle. i shall learn to make a decision and STICK TO IT. i learnt this frm observations of a close friend. =D that will be all. good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1472088685070982871?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1472088685070982871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1472088685070982871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1472088685070982871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1472088685070982871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/enjoying-liberation.html' title='Enjoying Liberation'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2264055045094984468</id><published>2008-05-09T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:56:50.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM-LIBERATED FROM BOOKS(temporary issues)</title><content type='html'>okay finally back. i have been liberated from the world of mugging and the exams are over. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper today in overall i think i just made it? shall wait and see. Celebrated temporary liberation by playing soccer with people, like, 12 of us and mr-s:Yu,Najib, and Fadzly. Therefore had fun and ended up cramped with hilmie and was degraded to having a toufu leg. then after that 2 hours of running around blasting balls into nets, we sat and cooled down. then Aravind, Clement, Kavin and me were going to meet vivegan for a movie. Then a certain Joshua wanted to come along so we made one big conspiracy plan to get away from him and were successful thanks to the felial aid of imran the loyal and capable comrade in our war plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after running away from him we went to eat at mos burger,where me and kavin stared at this hot girl in a pink blouse and some presbytherian high chick then went for the movie where kavin bought the LARGEST POPCORN. Then we watched the movie. The guys were turned on by the hot babes in the movie. However there was one among us who got turned on by, the main actor(guy)'s nipples showing in his shirt. OKay the movie went basically well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that pretty much sums up my day, for today, shall focus my time on games now. good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2264055045094984468?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2264055045094984468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2264055045094984468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2264055045094984468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2264055045094984468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/freedom-liberated-from-bookstemporary.html' title='FREEDOM-LIBERATED FROM BOOKS(temporary issues)'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2336939266461625708</id><published>2008-04-20T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:15:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down to hyper-stressation</title><content type='html'>hello all. 2 weeks time SA1 starting. going to be from stress to hyper stressed. like some inflation issue. aaaanyway, stupid blackburn forced man u to a 1-1 draw. sad, but nevermind, the rest of the teams shall suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched The Forbidden Kingdom yesterday. besides the monkey king fights it was totally awesome. like, jet li AND jackie chan together. freakin cool, with all the humour it was seriously worth watching. i shall probably watch it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that it has been another boring weekend, mainly because im studying for SA1, no time to game and all.actually consiidering, there isnt any really nice game to play right now, so im either playing counter strike or generals or BFME2. i think i need a new comp. my comp graphic card starting to murder me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, shall thikn about all that after SA1 now back to the pile of homework on the table.till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2336939266461625708?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2336939266461625708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2336939266461625708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2336939266461625708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2336939266461625708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/counting-down-to-hyper-stressation.html' title='Counting down to hyper-stressation'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-901543098590879088</id><published>2008-04-13T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:12:03.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all. VERY busy. like, no time to blog aat all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i must stay up, man u biggest match. against arsenal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing much going on lately, choir concert was said to be awesome, but im not sure, i was stuck in some parade in choa chu kang and missed some good things(like my secret love and not-really-competitor) s.a.d....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay but i got ths story of the great gay to share.on friday after school kavin played this gay song on his phone(even eddie called it gay shit) and then suddenly he also became gay!. HE KISSED SALOMONE!!!! then after that squashed his b! g self inbetween me and poor victim,salomone. then i got freaked and told him to keep away from me, and went to sit beside arvind and told the great kavin gay form that i was gay with arvind(just to keep him away from me) then later i had to leave the class(still keeping as far away from the great gay kavin form as possible) and kavin immediately snatched my seat and gay-ed arvind. MORAL OF THE STORY. KAVIN AND GAY SONGS MUST NOT UNITE,OR ARMAGGEDON WILL BE GIVING US A VISIT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; SOONER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ill be keeping close tabs on the alleged gay guy(im almost homophobic but lesbians are drop-dead-gorgeous so sadly, have to tolerate lah) who has been rumoured to have been trying to establish an intimate connection with fellow class mate stephanie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-901543098590879088?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/901543098590879088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=901543098590879088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/901543098590879088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/901543098590879088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2153531045783266250</id><published>2008-03-27T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:10:11.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating Service</title><content type='html'>OKAY i finally find time AGAIN. okay i realise that this year im freakishly busy, but life is not all that boring, still find things to ogle at, people to laugh at/with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY GOOD NEWS MAN-U IM PROUD TO SAY THRASHED LIVERPOOL. or should i know say liverfools. Anyways, it was a one sided match, with irritating mascherano  running around, good thing he got sent off.Arsenal also lost, man-u probably will lift the cup again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay besides that there is the maths test. EVERY BLOODY ONE is saying it was freakin hard but i so proudly thinking ill get high. then i heard some of the more brainy ones think they fail and my hopes have been officially crushed. must be another one of my many, dream big get small affairs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the bulldog-duck crossbreed has continued to irritate the hell out of me thus far yet at a significantly lower rate. good luck on reducing it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the band concert, hope it wont be a waste of twelve dollars, HOPE. but the syazuan says they were "damn good" during training on wednesday so ya, high expectations =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA posting not out yet, ncc atmosphere intense, G.G atmosphere in a i-dont-know-why-u-ask-me  state, SJAB atmosphere seems calm, Npcc atmosphere at call-everyone-training chair-except yourself atmosphere. HOW NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wel, thats about all, now i have to go do 2 maths worksheets, tamil, and who-knows-what else that i have not yet completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2153531045783266250?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2153531045783266250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2153531045783266250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2153531045783266250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2153531045783266250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/updating-service.html' title='Updating Service'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4531641972427735774</id><published>2008-03-21T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:47:08.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Bites</title><content type='html'>okay finally find time to post something to update you on recent happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much going on lately though, freakishly busy schedule, atmosphere around me is pretty tense with all them CCA postings comin out. scandalous... i say take it as it comes, whether u cry and mourn and hate one one another, ull get th same thing. so dun waste ur time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched step up 2 today, awesome movie, pretty good dancing, and th credits roll was very different, liked that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went and giam wanted to go see chow michelle and joycelyn. oh yea joe wei too, so we went to khatib, did some maths there then came back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to look forward to except manu vs liverpool. must watch, i shall be on th look out for th dark knight totally wanna catch it. alright back to home works, happy good friday, though at this current moment i fail to see the good-ness of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4531641972427735774?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4531641972427735774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4531641972427735774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4531641972427735774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4531641972427735774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-bites.html' title='Quick Bites'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4709644213063007285</id><published>2008-03-09T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:57:14.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plunging for the jaccuzzi</title><content type='html'>okay its the end of the term.and thus i have time to jot down some stuff that went on recently. yes you may rejoice if you really want to(which is rather probable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY lets start of with the cross country. started off the day makin fun of this poor guy. he was at outram then got this train only one stop to harbourfront and then nothing. and the guy looked at the map for such a long time when the damned train would only go one stop. interesting people. then finally got to the meeting place, irritatingly marshalls were given first priority and in the end had to wait for an annoyingly long time before could get a bus. reached sentosa and sms-ed those still marooned in harbourfront waitin for the bus to make funna them. then finally got to run. poor imran got multiple stitch set backs and didnt make it to top 20. (following soma the castaway's way of talking i shall say THOU SHALL MOURN FOR IMRAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that came the games which was rather boring cos we had to wait for so long just to play 2 soccer matches(of which we won) and then stupid lim the wannabe queen said must become penalty cos too late...then we lost next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat(we being me, imran, vivegan, syafiq, syazuan, hilmie and a very irritating guy named ben). okay the brighter lot of you will now realise that this certain ben stressed us left right center up down all around with such an ease, i was mixed with pulsating feelings of awe and irritation.then we got rid of him and went home and met izzian adlyn fatihah and sarah the chameleon-lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lookin forward to watching step up 2. shall catch it asap with my lunatic bunch of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really much to add, my life is normal and "afternoon comes after morning and i eat my dinner after 8 as usual". rather philosophical quote ive had the pleasure of snatching from a new yet old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now feast on a tempting glass of apple tea. excuse me, and good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4709644213063007285?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4709644213063007285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4709644213063007285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4709644213063007285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4709644213063007285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/plunging-for-jaccuzzi.html' title='Plunging for the jaccuzzi'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3669415822099187480</id><published>2008-03-01T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:42:49.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling At the roots</title><content type='html'>okay end of week, time for updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA1 pronounced FLUNK.&lt;br /&gt;Maths shld be gone&lt;br /&gt;bio sure gone&lt;br /&gt;English WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;History not sure might be WOOT&lt;br /&gt;Physics ooookay&lt;br /&gt;Chem okaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;Tamil satisfactory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinkin these past few days about how my blog has changed from the original demonic version to this, less humourous but at the same time less public enemy blog. then i realise how i kinda miss the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well most of it ended of with a good laugh, some didnt but let the past be undisturbed where they rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one of these days i shall re ignite the demonic discriminative onslaught....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the newfound singapore celebrity, MAS SELAMAT. maybe the parents wanted it to be MASS SELAMAT, i think that in direct translation means MASS GREETINGS, which will be the result of all the bombings he will do. make casket company business skyrocket. one of these days headlines will be CASKET COMPANIES MAKE RECORD PROFIT AFTER TERROR ATTACKS. well atleast somebody gets the cheque eh? i think they should just wait awhile, the guy probably went to have his last shot, in geylang, (you know what i mean) he will be back soon after realising no one in singapore has a mentality where they lend strangers money. thus, there will be no food. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay recently finished reading sherlock holmes again, i think i inally read all the stories. then i read some agatha christie stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me! reently there was this CME period where iCHAN gave some questions, ours was, ARE YOU A BAD CITIZEN IF U ARE AGAINST ACTS OF THE GOVERNMENT YOU DONT LIKE? then i wrote some big speech on how the people are the one who run the economy blah blah, how they others view the nation based on the citizens, and all that. then iCHAN went all "EH, YOU CAN JOIN PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION ALREADY! OKAY FEW YEARS TIME SHALL SEE PRASHAN IN ELECTIONS, MUST VOTE FOR HIM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay im one step closer to my short term ambition.mue-he-he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright nothing much else to add, went out with mad people, met old mad people,talked, laughed, pretty much nothing else. games i play besides CS are on BIG PATCH closure, so rather bored. i shall go eat nuts to past time and cease immense hunger. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3669415822099187480?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3669415822099187480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3669415822099187480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3669415822099187480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3669415822099187480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/pulling-at-roots.html' title='Pulling At the roots'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3040092045455669482</id><published>2008-02-28T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:45:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursdays can be the worst day</title><content type='html'>Okay today was rather an irritating day, but WHO CARES IM LOVIN IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off feeling like some freakin army soldier lookin for the enemy, in this case, ms sharm, although she not really enemy lah. lucky i didnt see her, then i continued my day, feeling okaaaay, maths i first time finish faster than arvind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then physics got 22/30...not bad leh...although i think my overall still A2 cos of the damned short test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got back tamil too, I GOT B3 FOR TAMIL. like fina-bloody-lly...but tamil was more hilarious than usual because of one man, IMRAN. our tamil paper got one very idiotic tamil history part. it had 2 pages. imran did the first page, got only 2 mark deducted. sadly, imran decided not to flip the paper, and did not do the second page. thus, imran got 22/50... although overall he still A1. brilliant tamil teacher counted wrong AGAIN. my main paper add 7 marks history section add 3...pro mathematician eh?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school was happily going to make class tee with the satisfaction of escaping ms sharm, when zul calls me and tells me must meet her. DIE. okay went there, realise she kick me out of the fuckin npdp parade, blah blah, blah blah. then went to make class tee with jia chin, baozhen, pei shi, and 2 other non 3/2 escorts (thank you for coming though =DDD). so following our guides' instructions we went on the bus and i decided to trust that bus driver. then he led us to KALLANG to the jtc COMPANY building. IIIIIIIIIIIIDIOT. then we reverse to the correct place and i kenna made sample to test whether the shirt brown too light or too dark. had an encounter with this adorable stray dog. one of the girls,hazel, got flipping freaked by the poor thing. jia chin and me became security officers. we named the dog Meng Ho*g(sorry cant put the full thing, very bad word lah). then decided the dog too nice to be called that. called it dog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, returned safely, now nothing much to do so i decided to give updates. well, got to go now. i bid thee goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3040092045455669482?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3040092045455669482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3040092045455669482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3040092045455669482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3040092045455669482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/thursdays-can-be-worst-day.html' title='Thursdays can be the worst day'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7389820108615123675</id><published>2008-02-22T14:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:22:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO THE BEATS</title><content type='html'>OKAY today was rather an irritating day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, chem was unusually amusing(which is not good)...Mok decided she was in a good mood somehow, i got rather worried, wondering if she'll turn back into the demon and kill us all in shock. din happen so okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then heard maths test was going to be "walk the plank" standard. Came out to be rather nice friendly paper, alhough i blanked out 1(b) and made a !#(*%%#-ing sign error and thus screwed up question 3 as well. answer from 2 and -1 became -2 and 1.STRESS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly in CI i found out i failed Bio by 3 bloody marks. hope the other stuff can pull me up lahh, sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i felt rather fatigued and sick the whole day, so it wasnt very enjoyable. couldnt go for NPDP. nevermind lah first training i missed so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good news; singapore won that bid for the YOG 2010. and edison chen is retiring from entertainment to "heal himself"...interesting... i wonder how he will heal himself. maybe go batam or thailand eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all ive got to add, good bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7389820108615123675?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7389820108615123675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7389820108615123675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7389820108615123675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7389820108615123675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-beats.html' title='BACK TO THE BEATS'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-3664919871446300852</id><published>2008-02-19T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:19:01.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Reports</title><content type='html'>OKay, finally find time to blog after a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick updates, edison chen got another feline in his comfy bed, MAGGIE Q! okay finally his taste is something i can agree with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, nothing much, Man U THRASHED arsenal 4-0, liverpool thrashed, i mean, GOT thrashed 2-1 and i say thrashed because it was BARNSLEY. gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,got mok-ed by mok a few days ago. started ranting about how experiments on chromatography are rare, how it will kill our o level chemistry, and how we will be made to drop chemistry if we dont hand in the next day blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the tests.&lt;br /&gt;E maths, gone&lt;br /&gt;Bio, 100% gone. TEN PEOPLE PASS. TEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;umm, others seem okay so far...&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow only got a maths left. then over. looking forward to nothing as yet, probably will go to im not sure where with my fellow bunch of mad people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-3664919871446300852?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3664919871446300852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=3664919871446300852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3664919871446300852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/3664919871446300852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekly-reports.html' title='Weekly Reports'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5339685497401145238</id><published>2008-02-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:40:39.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brilliance of the Star</title><content type='html'>OKAY, got hype to talk about already. good good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL EDISON CHEN FANS PLS PRESS ALT+F4 COS THIS GOING TO BE BAD(hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you probably know, the great edison chen got himself entagled in a scandal with all the other celebs in the industry. Well atleast they were all females. serious, lookin at that guy i got shocked when i found out the pics etc. were with girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, firstly, i MUST REALLY comment on his intellect. THE GUY, HAD SEX WITH SOME CHICKS, AND TOOK PICS TO WHAT?! stimulate himself?! oh yea i can imagine the scene. EH EH MY PART COMING, SEE AH IM GOING TO DO (promised to rate my blog PG shall not go into details eh). i mean, whats that called? visual self stimulisation?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is also the number. 1 girl, expected. 2, yea well, probable. 3, wow, possible. 4, damn that guy gettin too much. 5, wah, dangerous. 6, unlimited testerone level?! BUT THIS GUY HIT 7! like WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he not only managed to screw up his life, he screwed up(and screwed) 7 others' lives as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i sure hope that among the many I HATE you letters he is bound to receive, there is a kind soul who has a brain they could spare him, cos evidently, he either lost his, or never had one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5339685497401145238?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5339685497401145238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5339685497401145238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5339685497401145238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5339685497401145238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/brilliance-of-star.html' title='The Brilliance of the Star'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5032199533845524677</id><published>2008-02-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:09:20.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY the beforemath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; AHA today was china man day eve......was tremendously fun, saww some babeish lookin chicks with the hot dresses and all, and played soccer had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time to post pics, i rarely post pics so yea, feel the shock pulsate through your veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163874747342651202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nEuSv3_0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KFLW61pKbLo/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ahh, me and the kalinga strong man Imran/I Am Ran with his signature pose... how very appropriate for those still staring at it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163875314278334290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nFPSv3_1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZLGqbR5xsEE/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The problem of not being tall. you rarely end up on your feet. sadly our subject seems to like it. who knows maybe you shall too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nHcSv3_3I/AAAAAAAAABU/ev5C5oV82tU/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163877736639889266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nHcSv3_3I/AAAAAAAAABU/ev5C5oV82tU/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mad gang of mad people. person taking picture slow lah, the fella on the left fell asleep..and some clown show screamer i think, fella second from the left over reacted. or maybe hot babe, cos fella 3rd from left looking with the WAWAWEEWA face....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163878698712563586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nIUSv3_4I/AAAAAAAAABc/0ALKOp-o3gg/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and i still found time to get one with the PIGGY. it looks like a pic, feels like a pig, smells like a pig, so it is a pig. please dont argue with my logical circuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163879519051317138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nJECv3_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/1_VE_iF0yPc/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh look i got a pic with a wraith. syazuan the invisible guy. act like jumper lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163880369454841762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nJ1iv3_6I/AAAAAAAAABs/tJULxwZ3WoM/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and a boy proud of his name. i think you may notice why...the magnificent name tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, too lazy to find anymore, so yea, thats all. see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5032199533845524677?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5032199533845524677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5032199533845524677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5032199533845524677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5032199533845524677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-beforemath.html' title='CNY the beforemath'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R6nEuSv3_0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KFLW61pKbLo/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8131710107907600624</id><published>2008-02-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:59:13.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooter</title><content type='html'>Ahh, ill base this post on that movie Shooter(good movie go watch)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the day my reputation thus far as the "one of the good" shooters was put to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt think much about it at first, but after school i started thinking about it and only when i saw the gun, the target, the distance, and all did the nervousness start to grip me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! forced myself calm and then started shooting blinking carboard. 8 shots at 9 metre range. Results: 8 fired, 8 clear, all within 5 mark zone(maximum)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got confident, and they increased distance to 15 metre. no more confident... then shoot again.8 shots at 15 metre range, Results: 8 fired, 8 clear, 7 within 5 mark zone, one emo until go 3 mark zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So upon 80,i got 78, claimed top frag/best shooter then hao lien abit, then got the marksmanship badge and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day China Men rejoice, the coming of their Rat infested New year...Well, i shall not shun from doing what im supposed to and wish all my china mates a happy new year gong xi fa cai, eat my pang sai etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all i have to talk about today, shall relate china man day events tomorrow. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8131710107907600624?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8131710107907600624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8131710107907600624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8131710107907600624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8131710107907600624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/shooter.html' title='Shooter'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-906656061137874628</id><published>2008-02-04T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:47:57.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday the One Day</title><content type='html'>AHHHH, back to school again. Today was an OKAAAAY day, supposed to be good, but due to the perilous period we spent accompanied by our dearest Chem teacher, it was downgraded to a miserable OKAAAY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started of with english. AHA got 9/10 for english oracy, finally got something to haolien to Joseph, who got 8 for using dont instead of doesnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had SS, propaganda subject, great chairperson vivegan/Wif a gun, fell asleep towards the end, has rather formed an impresion of sleeping alot, vivegan your views maybe publicised on my tagboard, no discretion please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, chem.....the owl-duck-bulldog crossover entered the class smiling giving me a glimpse of hope, but left the class once again making me churn out the spectrum of indecent vocabulary im capable of... As usual, the crossbreed thing began blaming the assistant in the lab, for screwing up all her brilliant experiments. Honestly, she could make a good politician...blame the world for everything that goes wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had time to cool down during recess, joked around abit, then went for maths...  Enjoyed Arvind's magnificent showcase of stress due to the loss of his Non-Linear-Simultaneous Equations worksheet, and enjoyed even more, the perplexed and confuddled reaction on Mr Liang's face upon being accused of having lost Arvind's worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last period ended of with Bio, where Bryan got reprimanded for trying to be a scientist, meaning, experimenting with the wrong things at the wrong time...Got so many scientist in the world, why only so few become famous?Simply because the rest of them either blow themselves up or get blown up by fellow scientists. A.k.a, over-limited life span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pretty much sums up the day, went to boss around sec 2s for P.O.P, tomorrow got reputation as sharpshooter at stake. Hope to get full score, if gun not happy with me then atleast the badge lah, safe me a trip to Jalan Sultan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to go do tamil homework(dont die of the shock im actually doing it...)so see you when the sun is shining brighter, and when i realise its shining brighter...GOODBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-906656061137874628?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/906656061137874628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=906656061137874628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/906656061137874628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/906656061137874628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-one-day.html' title='Monday the One Day'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8607910819002088369</id><published>2008-01-31T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:24:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life thus far</title><content type='html'>ahh, week is ending soon, doubt i will be in the mood to blog tomorrow, so might as well do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i have learnt some new things this week, but i am feeling too out of mood to blog about them in detail, so moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY tomorrow got marksman badge at stake, must get it , hope to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems the school is being overrun by a barrage of new trends... Mr Ong Jia Chin managed to create a trend of idiots calling other by the surname... PEOPLE please have some mind of your own. Also Mr jia chin has gone into an impersonation stage, he is currently trying to impersonate favourite-d Chem Teacher Ms mok... good luck to him on his endeavours, i am sure they would benefit his life tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is the new trend of using wrestling moves on sad victims, im only guilty of the masterlock, while an assortment of schoolmates have gone to the extent of Twist Of Fate, Walls of Jericho, and who knows what else. Anyone with staunch pride with your move not being included, fail not to mention it on my tagboard. thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran too has stirred up some ability to make people impersonate him. his rather humourous way of reprimanding people has been picked up by many, including me, and Clement has not failed to put Imran's methods to great use along with some "touching"(what they call improvisation eh?) to get back the 6 bucks i owed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say besides that,current class is okay, one less person due to Tania's probational promotion, life is okay, arvind atleast has been made happier today by a visit from the China people, especially one of them in particular (wink wink), and ive just begun to establish a communicative link with Eddie. also i have finally found some girls with social skills, among the class atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However we are still yet to decide on a class tee design, sad sad sad... tomorrow i shall open a design war with tht hot thing in class. Well, thats it for me, good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8607910819002088369?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8607910819002088369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8607910819002088369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8607910819002088369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8607910819002088369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-thus-far.html' title='Life thus far'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7634357429691360698</id><published>2008-01-21T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:35:35.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Self Destruct</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, finally find time to post......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough weeks so far, tight schedule, have to stay back either for CCA, extra lessons or to help certain people(no pointing fingers). Feeling a LITTLE bit more free cos ive settled down and gotten accustomed to the changes i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that i land myself up in this class, i begin to really value last year's class. SEC THREE FRIENDS PLEASE DONT GO "  I TOLD YOU SO"... thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four weeks i have finally found a female soul i can have a decent chat with, but the sad part is, many of the guys are too focused on one certain thing they like, not very diversed, very very sad. Also there is no open minded people to whom i can talk about STUFF i talk about when i feel like.(You know what i mean eh wink wink).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt VERY stressful, but seemingly time consuming. Favourite lesson now is sort of Maths cos i dunno, i like maths? or maybe english cos Jospeh comes to save me from communicative trauma. Not much of history, sad sad sad, and alot of Chem, not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i realise im spendin more time than usual wondering about why im on Earth for... and more stuff about life, then i think of some theory and try to find a conclusion but never do, so i am reading the book The Secret again... to hope to be aided in my quest... Please do not take me as a philosophical guy, i just am curious, maybe even OVER curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, outings coming up, shall look forward to seeing and being re united for that day with old friends, sadly soma wont come, still contemplating the chinese new year visit, too caught up to worry about it know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, the weight of a CERTAIN PERSON,whowas stuck in my mind since november 23 2007 at precisely 9.47 pm, is steadily lifting as i begin to value the appreciation of friendship more than many other values that took 1st priority before this point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am forced to go write some pathetic sentimental speech for the Annual Pass out Parade where we say goodbye to NPCC seniors, cant wait for the day. WE TAKE OVERmuehe ehe ehe? 25 new sec 1s, not bad number,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh with so many things to worry about theres little time to put aside for my own pleasurable purposes, just like lydia didnt fail to mention TWICE on my tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am i fighting to live, when im just living to fight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am i dying to live, when im just living to die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7634357429691360698?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7634357429691360698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7634357429691360698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7634357429691360698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7634357429691360698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-i-self-destruct.html' title='Before I Self Destruct'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8771286116778829616</id><published>2008-01-13T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:43:32.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, finally find time to post something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i realise that sec 3 is a rather time management needed kind of year. SOMEHOW our class got the brilliant timetable where we got BIO CHEM AND PHYSICS on the SAME day... and thus my bag weighs like a TON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it comes to adapting to the class, now i realise i  am doomed to be talking to guys only in the class for 2 years. Among the girls i have noticed in the new environment, i see only 2 to 3 girls who seem communicatively efficient. Although the guys aren't all that bad, i am forced to adapt to their way of communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there is no use grumbling now, so i shall move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, well, teachers seem okay, teach quite well, except for maybe one, so i hope i can survive this year without having to say im frm 3/2 again next year. Time to go on a homework spree. CIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8771286116778829616?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8771286116778829616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8771286116778829616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8771286116778829616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8771286116778829616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6800949952188204173</id><published>2008-01-05T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:04:03.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhh back from camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, new class seems OKAAAAY but too soon to judge. not takin an interest to them china scholars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was sort of too slack compared to the NPCC camp. too little activities over too many days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried rock climbing and kayaking AGAIN, abseiling and flying fox done before so no mood to try for the 3rd and forth time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire was okay also, but the highlight of the whole thing was after lights out. SMS-ed the most unlikely people to seek some entertainment, talked ALOT especially wif alston, got some freak-outs from liyuan, some mad talk wif menghong?! and umm observed people sleeping, should have recorded moments of interest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about all, school starting again soon, shall relate the 1st day some other time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6800949952188204173?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6800949952188204173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6800949952188204173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6800949952188204173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6800949952188204173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2874508745544677372</id><published>2007-12-27T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:22:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>ahh went out with soma aravind and gerald today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soma supposed to have brought with him melvin and abraham too so we could have a decent soccer match but sadly although he came 15 mins late he only hd gerald with him... And so we sill attempted to have a match but due to a every-attack-score streak we ended it in boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed for lunch. soma burst out giving me and aravind a toblerone he held very special beause it was gargantuan and black... sadly he fooled neither of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate in Burger King and saw the netball girls on the way. They were Gerald's adrenaline cause for today, but we managed to coax him into staying put and not jumping into pimping the whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to catch National Treasure, and saw half of little india queueing for some tamil movie, then rushed up as we were almost late for the movie. Ingenius gerald forgot to hand Soma and Aravind the tickets as they went to get some snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they couldnt find us and went to seperate seats. Halfway through the movie the temperature got to Gerald's head and he tried snuggling up to me... Sadly for him i was not at all feeling "gay" at t hat moment so he was shoved a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a nice movie to me, lot of action, satisfyingly smart and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then i went for some wedding ate some nice food in some nice hotel. Then came back home and crapped with some frinds and played abit more Counter Strike Source. Well now i shall await my friend to start DAL-ing. Good Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2874508745544677372?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2874508745544677372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2874508745544677372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2874508745544677372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2874508745544677372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6403826753325031024</id><published>2007-12-25T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:14:05.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well i fall asleep yesterday with absolutely no Chritmas spirit but somehow i seem to have been rejuvenated while sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today im wishing people merry chrismas although i dont celebrate it... i guess delirium would be an appropriate way of phrasing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, thankfully i managed to get presents from people who just wont accept the fact that im a freehinker. Thanks to all who have bought me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent a rough estimation of 300 on presents, and now im for the first time surprised that im not in depression yet. perhaps itll hit m soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day when we shall depart on our escapade back to that freakishly old place they call Red House to commemorate THE one time of the year where it is most probable the evil spirits will be roaming about... HEHE 3.00 am is the time where e shall eiher be spooked to death or bored to death... Either ways im looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go back to reading christmas jokes now. good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6403826753325031024?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6403826753325031024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6403826753325031024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6403826753325031024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6403826753325031024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4135871295349614744</id><published>2007-12-23T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:39:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return</title><content type='html'>i just returned from a 5 day stay at a relation's abode, ahh, sadly it was a raher technologically backdated area so i have been forced to be away these days. Nothing much going on, reading as usual, got CS Source on my comp now, time to go gunning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still rather pleased Man U beat Liverools for the 6th time running, and today just managed to slip past Everton, bless that mad defender, and bless Giggs and bless Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well short post this time, Merry Christmas all, Happy New Year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugested New Year Resolution for SOMEONE, LEARN TO FORGIVE. =) good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4135871295349614744?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4135871295349614744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4135871295349614744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4135871295349614744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4135871295349614744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/return.html' title='Return'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5764780428497828905</id><published>2007-12-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:21:05.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clash of The Titans</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, today is a good day, hopefully tommorrow will be a good day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: went to salvation army, got tons of books, readin them now, then decided to go to orchard. called some people and made a short trip there, walked around, had fun, then went to try make some cash, made 3 variated bets on tommorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: ahh, the big day. Clash of the big four. I really disgust mself on being able to survive including Liverpool Arsenal and Chelsea as Titans but yes tomorrow the top four battle it out. I placed a 1-1 2-1 1-0 bet, 1 draw, one manu win and one more manu victory. well, about chelsea, i hope they manage to push arsenal to atleast a draw. If manu wins then there is chances of the cup, if not then there is only the final match in Old Trafford, so shld be draw tmrrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on to some recommendations u should catch.  GUYS go watch the movie 300. those who have go watch national treasure, coming out soon. girls i am sorry to inform i rarely delve into researching on subjects that may please you, hoping not to be sexist here. but if there are any brave females around, rare these days, u could join the guys in watching 300, or if there are anyone like me who love the Saw anthology, you could go catch it. the movie is, as usual, MARVELLOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im off to research on the transformers history in hope of a confirmation for Part 2. for those who watched it and do not noe this, there should be cos megatron's lieutenant Star Scream survived. he will fly off to outer space after the credits.  and he survived because his spark, rather the energy that powers the transformers, cannot be destroyed, so he is OFFICIALLY indestructible, but his body can be destroyed. expected in part 2, star scream either plans to lead the Decepticons or unless the movie changes him to a loyal lieutenant, WHICH HE WASNT, HE WAS THE GREATEST TRAITOR OF ALL TIME, then maybe he will resurrect Megatron and re-start the war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5764780428497828905?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5764780428497828905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5764780428497828905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5764780428497828905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5764780428497828905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/clash-of-titans.html' title='Clash of The Titans'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1720859500234402111</id><published>2007-12-14T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:12:50.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Vital Importances</title><content type='html'>Well, i have just made another one of my many observations about the Singapore Society, and this time it was carefully weaved into form as i finally decided to watch an episode of Deal or No Deal, mostly out of curiosity yet i cant ignore the other fact causing me to do so, absolute boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after awhile of introduction the host, Adrian Pang, "welcomed" what was supposed to be 26(i think) gorgeous girls. Well, now it is finally obvious why such a big number. It would be to show the audience that they were the people being referred to. Honestly, even after putting myself in the shoes of a lookist, i could not spot ONE of whom u could call pretty but sadly Adrian brought the phrase "ARE U MAD?" to a whole new level by describing them as "gorgeous".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not mean to subliminally say that Singaporean females have no ounce of physical beauty, but to be true to my mind i will have to say only a handful possess that quality which somehow lures many. HOWEVER, it is also true to say that what many of our nation's females lack in physical quality, they make up for in their mind. Yet sadly as in the case of any other country there must be the few who possess neither of the qualities, and the lucky ones who possess both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also doubt that these 26 women paid to smile and old a briefcase will remain local in time to come. the reason, simple. The government will soon allow foreigners to have liberty to gain any job in the country as long as they possess the requirements. Deep inside i only hope that the companies that cash in most of th cheques for the country isnt taken over by any corrupt foreigner, as you should know by now, our nation is one where almost no one lives in a lair of corruption. back to the original point, as it is also obvious that foreign women especially beyond the European region, possess much more of the physical quality that lure the eye. Thus, sadly we may soon seeour nation one where we are proud of people born in anywhere other than the soils of our nation. thus is fate, unless we endeavour to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i shall go back to watching the world and remarking on the interesting things that baffle me. Good by for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1720859500234402111?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1720859500234402111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1720859500234402111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1720859500234402111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1720859500234402111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/non-vital-importances.html' title='Non-Vital Importances'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-948611192487889241</id><published>2007-12-11T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:33:56.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>ahh, life is a boring experience for now, since yesterday i guess, and thus i decided to create another blog to delve into questions about life. people interested may refer to my links. spent time watching movies and reading stuff. Watched 300, brilliant movies, not really recommended for girls, especially the bimbs, i dont want any deaths due to excessive screaming. and i also watched the whole transormers cartoon series, still nice after so many years...more than 30 i think...tht took around 5 hours and i have just finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i shall go find sth else to ease the chains of boredom warping my mind. Good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-948611192487889241?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/948611192487889241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=948611192487889241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/948611192487889241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/948611192487889241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6454807242037073576</id><published>2007-12-10T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:54:19.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i snipe tonight you know why</title><content type='html'>Okay i wake up today feeling very restless bored and somehow angry. which is prolly cause im restless and bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOO i made a few phone calls and find myself in orchard in 2 hrs. was still quite early, so i went on9 usin a friend's phone, talked crap with ppl, then when th lan shop opened we went in and i entered a world of Counter-Strike. (still online though), then i played for some hours, and more hours till my hands got tired, then went walkin, crapping more and finally decided to buy some shoe, then i was contemplatin watchin Saw 4 AGAIN, and now i must recommend this movie a trillion times to all who have NOT catched it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however life has a way of tellin u NO! U MUST NOT DO THIS!!! and so we did not watch the movie, and so we slowly made our way back home, and i now reach home to tell u the story of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other reason to celebrate: Manu won 4-1, and Arsenal and liverpool lost 2-1 and 3-1 respectively, LIFE IS GOOD(generally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: if anyone noes about a next GTA release please inform me T.Y&lt;br /&gt;P.S 2: the movie hitman is a failure one cant match unless he tried making a movie out of&lt;br /&gt;cardboard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6454807242037073576?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6454807242037073576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6454807242037073576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6454807242037073576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6454807242037073576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-i-snipe-tonight-you-know-why.html' title='If i snipe tonight you know why'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-2275603305375767910</id><published>2007-12-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:50:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>WELL! back from a short holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised i should appreciate this lil' island we stand on more. Please continue reading to understand fully what i mean by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My short trip was to a lil part of Johor in Malaysia, called Segamat. well one day before my escapade i received a call from my humble host, and received information that a sudden flood has hindered possibilities of me making it alive and back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the rain stoped the next day and 4 hours later i found myself in a humble kampong area and this is where i observed a slightly rural area for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i notice is that an urbanised fellow cant sleep in peace without putting up with an annoying chicken that simply cant shut its beak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing i realise is, that there isnt a monsoon drain ANYWHERE! it was probably due to this that the flood occured... however this surprising fact did not bear much of an impact on me until 11 pm yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching a Manu match and it was raining cats and dogs over in England .However the pitch did not flood. Only then did it dawn on me that a soccer field in england has a better drainage system than Malaysia.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a outstandingly corrupt government and people with such narrow thinking, i really cant expect much.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have returned safely back to the urbanised island that i must learn to appreciate... till then Good Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-2275603305375767910?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2275603305375767910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=2275603305375767910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2275603305375767910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/2275603305375767910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4863362514816589193</id><published>2007-11-26T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:47:29.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperado</title><content type='html'>well well, it seems that once again, Singapore's media is on a streak of Desperation. have u ever watched th spongebob episode whr he tries to be an entertainer, then gets all desperate? Well, this is rather a parallel of that. After the Hit Phua Chu Kang finally ended the crowd wants MORE. sadly, this hunger for entertainment has only been satisfied by the power of American TV and other foreign channels, thus, the local TV is moved to extremes of trying to capture local viewer's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After American Idol came Singapore Idol, after So you think you can dance? came Live the Dream, and now after the smash hit America's funniest home videos, THE SINGAPORE VERSION?! honestly, THIS IS RATHER A DRAMATIC ONE! Furthermore, it is but obvious, tht the Americans are more open minded than us Singaporeans, pls Singapore Die Hards, dun flood my tagboard with an outrage, its a personal opinion... anyway, this mass lifting of foreign television shows and making them local is outrageously dumb, simply cos u are telling evryone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK HERE ALL! WE, HAVE NO IDEAS! AND WE, ARE GOING TO COPY U! AND WE, WILL BE HAPPY AND JOLLY AND PLEASED WITH THE MONEY! SO NEXT TIME, SEND US A COPY OF UR IDEAS PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, Singapore is now in the pinnacle of its encouragement of entrepeuneurs(pardon any spelling errors)...i seriously wonder wad is the use of that all, if they cant entertain the home crowd without copying ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u think their idea is great, dun resign to using it, force urself to make something GREATER... or one day we will depend fully on them for anything related to entertainment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4863362514816589193?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4863362514816589193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4863362514816589193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4863362514816589193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4863362514816589193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/desperado.html' title='Desperado'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-219331275279197333</id><published>2007-11-25T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:28:10.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of Life</title><content type='html'>Finally my days submersed in confusion and exhaausion have come to a elating halt. I am feeling joy crawling up my spine again.(which is a good thing, for me atleast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went out today, played a 32 player game of Counter-Strike, 8 player game of Generals and BfME2, then raced some ppl in NFS, came back and went to DAL, so far so good. Then i read some Sherlock Holmes book. Rather satisfying read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the sad part. MAN U LOST 1-0 TO BOLTON!!! i think it was a biased match, Davies deserved a red card but didnt receive any, im betting the referee was accompanied by either a Bolton Mafia fan or the Bolton manager and a case of money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this puts Arsenal 3 games infront after YET ANOTHER last minute goal by Gallas YET AGAIN...poor poor wigan...wigan fans i feel ur pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming after sooooo long, was pretty tiring, but worth it. Thinking of whether to play soccer tmrrw... probably shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes i noe i have changed my blogskin to honour the one thing i love in life, Rap, and i mean Real Rap, by which the person on the mic talks about his feelings and not about some girl he wishes to get fresh with, but i have also  found a new addiction to the late raggae king, Bob Marley.The way he sings is rather amusing, and his songs are so enjoyable(PERSONAL OPINION) To the insipid losers who feel like saying "your mother raggae?" or something related to that, please dont, due to the rather obvious fact, THERE IS NO SENSE IN THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i thus shall retire to immersing myself in criminal london wif Sherlock Holmes and his annoyingly useless friend Dr.Watson while pleasing my ears wif the voice of bob Marley and his annoyingly annoying backup singers. Good Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-219331275279197333?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/219331275279197333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=219331275279197333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/219331275279197333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/219331275279197333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-my-days-submersed-in-confusion.html' title='Update of Life'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6594722318299971969</id><published>2007-11-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:27:41.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Candle in the Dark</title><content type='html'>Well well, these past few days have been mindbogglingly exhausting, many things turning out, not exactly how i wanted them to, but mingled in all the tendrils of sorrow and confusion i still find one source of joy and boundless elation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am proud to announce that ENGLAND ARE OUT OF THE EURO 2008!!!!! From current calculations i have made 265 dollars from rich kids willing to put faith in a country warped by failure. well, it was more humiliatingly pleasing than i hoped it would be(its a good thing), within the first 10  mins the newly appointed keeper made a hilariously insipid mistake. And the second goal was a walkthrough for the Croatians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England managed to sneak 2 balls into the net but it was not to be, croatia beat them by a goal knocking their arrogant complacent faces of the charts, abolishing all possibilities of them being seen in Euro 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve McLaren (and not eriksson soma...) the England manager has been fired, and i couldnt agree more with the decision. Well, its either ex Real Madrid coach or bookmarker's current choice, controversial Jose Mourinho who will take over the landsliding team in my opinion, but we may never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall retire to gloat more at all the England die Hards for now, till next time, Goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6594722318299971969?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6594722318299971969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6594722318299971969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6594722318299971969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6594722318299971969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/candle-in-dark.html' title='The Candle in the Dark'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-681512406429988344</id><published>2007-11-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:45:26.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating and other stories</title><content type='html'>Lets start of with thepoints. Leg pain. Heart pain, Mind pain... in overall im exhausted. but i think the fatigue was all for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went iceskating, fun, Soma as usual scaring poor innocent girls trying to stay AWAY from the floor. i was quite annoyed by the presence of small kids cos they whack into u in places u wish they coud never reach...and also the extremely good ones. doing funny Blades Of Glory moves...Well atleast i didnt fall, im happy enough. the skates were so &lt;list&gt; tight! i took so &lt;list&gt; long to fit them on my leg and now i feel like i spent one month in them leg binders for china women in olden days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 4 1/2 hrs in there, my palm got all frozen and cold, but it was nice. Soma had to leave at 5, sad sad sad... we ended up going to eat then watch alston play in the arcade although our attention was diverted to this insanely rapid moving chinese guy jumping arnound th dancing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded home at 9, took a train ride, alston and chow had some problems letting me enjoy a moment of peace and quiet,  in peace, so i was half talking half observing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing else interesting about today(among things i dont mind sharing here), so i bid you all good night and good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-681512406429988344?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/681512406429988344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=681512406429988344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/681512406429988344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/681512406429988344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/ice-skating-and-other-stories.html' title='Ice Skating and other stories'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8678735101478058841</id><published>2007-11-17T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T14:40:18.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet Report</title><content type='html'>Sigh... the much awaited chalet has passed. It was extremely fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 50% of the time playin Halo, in which Soma and Joe wei mercilessly slaughtered the rest.Some of us also played soccer and won 3 handicap matches and lost 1. Alot of time was spent swimming, and the best time in the pool was spent playing Captain's ball, we won 15-11 but started 5-1 down. we only won cos i had good teammates =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spent awhile in the arcade and cycling around, was rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us including joseph, amos, alston, soma, aravind, me, jiaxin and amelia went to the Redhouse to ease our curiosity. some of us saw things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate chicken rice, and soma exploded in burps as usual. then we went to play Monopoly, but i didnt take part but i observed. After the game was over we realised we had been playin for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we played again, not as long, but enough for me to scam shihui of ALOT of money twice.Tht was one of the most amusingly pleasing experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the water bomb event which was quite fun too, although i dun remember the exact details as to who soaked who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that is all i have to talk abt the chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is curious and shocking to see people seem like others, so shocking u could believe they switched bodies....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8678735101478058841?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8678735101478058841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8678735101478058841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8678735101478058841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8678735101478058841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/chalet-report.html' title='Chalet Report'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7147247084101520714</id><published>2007-11-09T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:16:01.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report</title><content type='html'>Well, Deepavali is over, i am overall, feeling contented with the way things turned out. got nice comfy amount of money,food was just th way i liked it. Most of the people were nice, though some of them deemed me invisible, heck, i dun really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after all the preperations life is back to intensive boredom again...I shall have to resort to playing DAL or reading books again. Maybe i may feel like playing PS once in awhile though, i also got the original Transformers series, shall have to watch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to finding other stuff to do, i shall look forward to the class chalet and the visit to lil mano's house. good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course ill go, after all, thats wad uve been egging at so long isnt it. Im positive u wun, umm, regret perhaps?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7147247084101520714?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7147247084101520714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7147247084101520714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7147247084101520714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7147247084101520714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/report.html' title='Report'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8197475015993307666</id><published>2007-11-07T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:32:54.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post of Lights</title><content type='html'>Well, ill start of by wishing all my indian peepul a very happy deepavali. share th looove mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially exhausted frm workin for th darned day tmrrw. only payback is th cash and th food. Painted 8 rooms, 3 toilets, polished 4 lights, one of which is taller than me, and to ice th cake, i fixed 2 fountains. yes you may all stare at th paragraph in absolute awe, just like i am doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ill wake up wishing it was night tmrrw, then go visiting, a.k.a walkin arnd singapore wondering who this person u never met before is,then feel guilty but forget abt th guilt soon or later when he/she hands u the cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course theres the food. Im lookin forward to that, havent had a whlesomely delightful meal in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall come back wanting to sleep, and i shall take the luxury of doing so with my dog. (it isnt disgusting bimbos and dog haters and other weird people, no offence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all i have to say, good night, good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8197475015993307666?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8197475015993307666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8197475015993307666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8197475015993307666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8197475015993307666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-of-lights.html' title='Post of Lights'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-8609698624722004882</id><published>2007-11-06T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:18:12.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewal</title><content type='html'>Well, i re-constructed the skin for the 3rd time. Now it is based on a sort of satanic-tribal design theme. but i removed the videos since they are ageing. This SHOULD have significantly reduced loading time, especially for those with slow internet speeds, like those experienced by Clement while he is in Indonesia. Well, people suffering similar predicaments, this, i hope is of aid to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am trying to end my book streak, 16 books, i am indeed proud of myself, but the words are going to muddle me further than i am already muddled if i go on, thus, i decide i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAL server on 3 day maintenance, bored, no game to play. Went out to swensons with Soma, Aravind, and clement yesterday. soma ran away from his charity work, to come eat with us. He literally FOUGHT wif the chicken piece on his plate, confusing himself by using the knife to poke, fork to slice out etc. Clement and i got Banana splits, while soma had his fighting chicken, soup, icecream and coke. I didnt notice wad aravind ate, except for the soup, fries, sthsth, and icecream. well, the surroundings wasnt so enjoyable with someone screaming on the darn mic abt Fine Arts, and the bloke beside us on the right was entertaining the waitress by talking about how his dog loved swensons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much on my agenda today though, have to clean the house only. Painted the whole thing now to clean... pretty great...well, i better start now,Good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-8609698624722004882?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8609698624722004882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=8609698624722004882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8609698624722004882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/8609698624722004882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/renewal.html' title='Renewal'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6644417508627118650</id><published>2007-11-01T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:47:34.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Days</title><content type='html'>Well, not much going on these days.  Spending my time repainting my house mostly alone. then reading MASSES of books, 8 in 2 days. 4 by some unknown author, all abt life. interesting stuff that changed mindset.(and chow he is bettr than mitch albom, theres a she too)... Brainwashed? nope i think im feeling bettr this way. other 4 books by agatha christie, perfection her writing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the rest of the time playing games, getting bored of them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch game plan some days back, good movie, compared to Balls Of Fury. i think the movie critics are really weird. Same rating for both movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems that SOMEBODY is very stirred up over my job. i am happy to announce that i am starting soon. AND IM NOT GON BE RICH COS IM SENDING MUCH OF TH AMNT TO MY BANK(INVESTING) SO DUN CALL ME A "RICH IDIOT" PLS. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now go to enjoy more of indulging in books. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6644417508627118650?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6644417508627118650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6644417508627118650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6644417508627118650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6644417508627118650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/11/these-days.html' title='These Days'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7910237731601935837</id><published>2007-10-26T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:41:05.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, hello. Today is the day, the day we force ourselves to turn away and walk from 2 years of wonderful friendship. Well, we will, of course, see each other next year, but not in the same class, unless fate brings us together again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started of okay, teachers(some) sang. Mr Nathan seemed to have ran away, Ms Thoo retired, along with Mr Nagor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second part was recess, played a last game of soccer for this year, at least it was for an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then went to class, took photos with the guys&amp;amp;girls, after that, went for drama, watched a play, ate stuff, not bad, it was about family. nothing much to comment about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end, Soma had already said his goodbyes, it seemed, and we ended it off by learning that the girls broke down, my sentiments girls, and we sucessfully pulled off our plan for the 2/5 guys. He spent some time walking around for the last time in school, then took a taxi home, and Mr Leow was there to bade farewell as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all that covers the happenings. well, i must say that it has been a pleasurable experience, with both its ups and downs along the way. I may yet meet some of the 2/4-ians next year in the same class, another 2 years for ou people to tolerate me. To all those i wont have the pleasure of spending another 2 years with, this 2 years has been an honour, but yes, if the song above hasnt gotten to your head yet, yea, it is time to say goodbye, thank you for all you have done (IF ANY ONLY).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7910237731601935837?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7910237731601935837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7910237731601935837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7910237731601935837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7910237731601935837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-6268692535197663982</id><published>2007-10-24T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:13:24.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replies to the Illusions</title><content type='html'>Well, going through blogs i see that Clement has kept his word and has mocked, Soma, Aravind and myself with, as usual, maths results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to start of with, i could safely say that his campaign to launch a sudden onslaught against us, was due to his very unexpected inability to solve a question, and upon realising we could, and we found the paper rather friendly, Clement was sadly driven to the miserable extreme of forming an assumption that "paper easy=DEFINITE FULL MARKS"...i am yet to fully comprehend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like he said, i was hoping for a 76, which i regret to inform was a mile of wad i received.Yet, i also regret to inform, that i did not guarantee an 76, nor did aravind nor soma guarantee full marks. However we are, i safely say, glad that Clement has taken a bold step in materialising his VERY OWN, assumption, finally something he could call his own, besides the fanciful cars he cooks up now and again, plus the many houses he "has". Well, clement also gave me the honour of mentioning my "triumph" (not the lengerie brand dearest twisted minds) on aiding a friend in getting high, and i do not regret helping, as unlike dear Clement, and some others possibly, my academic world does not revolve around maths, and i would not explode in frustration if one should get higher than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there is of course respect to be given to Clement for once again overpowering me in the academic world, congratulations, and thts also for the rest of the people who cruised another victory.Lastly, clement, u may either use my tagboard, or talk to me, if u should feel that my claims above were unjustifiably untrue, i would be more than welcome to negotiate and reason. Any insult u deem unacceptable, well i readily offer my sincerest apologies, which u may receive at any time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-6268692535197663982?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6268692535197663982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=6268692535197663982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6268692535197663982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/6268692535197663982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/replies-to-illusions.html' title='Replies to the Illusions'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-9201254421416051397</id><published>2007-10-21T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:22:12.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>I just came back after a looong day out. Singapore is one place that really needs an over sized air-con.Going to end up like some urban desert. As i was walkin through bugis street, bought some new clothes, saw some weird guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, was having some UNKNOWN and UNEARTHLY joy in doing some funny tai chi wushu taekwando funny wadever crap fight. WITH HIMSELF...at first i thought he was some busker gone to extremes to get money. Only then i realised that he wasnt, because there was no crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to Fortune Centre, saw some busker playing this looooong pipe and drums, and he was freaking good, but he gave some gay smile evry time he stopped. So i was looking around wondering if he got the attention of some cute girl, but nope, old women and men...i wonder...men, gay smile, wad are the chances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on my way home on the bus, i saw this boy. i felt happy that he was so easily amused.BY HIMSELF. he sought eternal elation in poking the bus window, with his fingers, from thumb to the little one.Only then i began wondering wad was the little finger called. Theres the thumb, the index, the MIDDLE FINGER, and the extra one, wad was it called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home and ate ice-cream and concluded that ice-cream has lost its touch. Theres hardly any more taste in them Walls tubs, just some cold mush. After that i marooned myself infront of the PC, and was going through people's blogs, and discovered something of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMA'S BLOG HAS VANISHED. Possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Mass NT spam) not very possible, as the more perceptive may have noticed, soma is rather oblivious to his surroundings (pls do not be offended, our trip to northpoint and ur sighting of SOMETHING proved that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Accident) rather possible, i can depict a scene with a "Oh Crap!" after accidentally clicking the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the BBC of Singapore, Lil' Mano, who enlightened me that ALbus Dumble dore from Harry Potter was gay. How nice! However he too was unaware of this sudden disappearance. I wonder if Soma knows about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i now make my last observation, that life is most boring AFTER exams. you have so much time you dunno wth to do with it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-9201254421416051397?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9201254421416051397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=9201254421416051397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/9201254421416051397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/9201254421416051397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-1967856147885587744</id><published>2007-10-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T20:58:01.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Unwanted Returns</title><content type='html'>Well, i am back to posting after a loooooong absence. Well, i was looking for something to post about but for this long time, nothing worthy has crossed my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the fateful sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, at around 11? then lazed around hugging my dog watchin crap cartoons and MTV till 1, then got ready to go to imran's house to celebrate hari raya. Asked Soma to bring PS2 controller, he forgot, had to go back and get it, so waited and observed people, Aravind wasted 1.50 by dropping a Milo, saw some weird guy in blue staring at th laptop, squinting...I WONDER WHAT HE WAS WATCHING...then finally proceeded to imran's house, played Halo 2 until 4, then went to play soccer...this is when the actual story begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran said his friends were "very nice people" but within 5 minutes of meeting them, one started...SMOKING?!...imran engaged in futile efforts to stop him from smoking, and failed, obvious, i used th word futile, well, we still played though, imran's friends, hate to be harsh, but they, in one word, SUCKED...there were other kids around there so we versused them&lt;br /&gt;won 2 matches, and then in the second the smoker decided he had something against me and implanted his knee iinto my ankle, squished it and sort of immobilised me, so i could not really do much accept be some shield to stop balls from going near the keeper. We lost 3-2, then decided go back to imran's house. Went back and played PS then imran's friends came to spoil the show again, and he said they wanted to play XBox, so we had to scram, but i couldnt walk by then so we ate and went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when imran had to support me on one side, while he wondered "how pain it could be" and then while he was helping me to the bus-stop, amazing friend Soma spent his time taking photos and mocking me...idiot...and had to get money from aravind to cab back home due to my inability to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leg feels better now, still weird though. Well, leson learnt, dun go to someone's house if he's gon bring weird people.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-1967856147885587744?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1967856147885587744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=1967856147885587744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1967856147885587744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/1967856147885587744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/10/many-unwanted-returns.html' title='Many Unwanted Returns'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-4020461991395323602</id><published>2007-09-26T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:21:45.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs</title><content type='html'>Well, in two days time, we are heading for the final stretch, good luck to all, everyobdy is busy studying, but SOMEHOW, only this exam has made an impact in many people's lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Mr Liang, has been forced into theft, by stealing my notes for his own gain...&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, even top students who were expected to brave the storm like it were a breeze, react by making statements like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I told you i give up on maths alrdy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mental dilemma"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, our dear teachers(not al) still decide that we must PLACTIS even when we are 2 days away from another paper.Revisions flow in like rivers, and while attempting to finish all these, we have discipline issues to worry about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some vulture like teachers take joy by picking out students who talk. Others who do not, like to pick out students for appearance disorders. Nice to see they have control over how we want to look, after all, isnt tht wads schol all about, prevent talking and help poor kids look nerdy. education isnt everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However there is still much to rejoice about, the 2/5 indian boys have proudly claimed that the cure for AIDS has been discovered. Chief newsreporter Lil' Mano, was at the scene to corroborate the story. Thus, it is likely, that man's greatest rival, has been defeated at last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S:the cure was found by someone in india...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-4020461991395323602?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4020461991395323602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=4020461991395323602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4020461991395323602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/4020461991395323602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/eoys.html' title='EOYs'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-5606712860017633032</id><published>2007-09-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:51:14.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Today, missed the train. went to school, listened to DM and principal rambling on and on and on about our lack of discipline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period, Ms lee hammered the mood with a sadsadsad story...then lesson went on as usual, form of entertainment was soma and his marvellous storyline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second period, studied about pollution, very 'interesting", nobody to talk to, except alston oh, who found it very self-entertaining to monologue and irritate me... worst part, he never stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, played soccer, owned a group of sec 3s 4-0, came back to see mr leow...explaining to us stuff tht literally when inside one year and just floated out the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day, MRS CHUA!, she finally decided tht for the ONE DAY b4 maths paper we can take our eyes off maths, but other days MUST LOOK AT MATHS...well the joy was not meant to last, 7 revision papers came in freshly squeezed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last period, CME, fuss over attire and liyuan's deformed table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the newsreporting column:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good evening ladies and gentlemen and today we focus on the internal security and peace issues.today afternoon, local Mr aravind and immigrant(unsure if legal) Mr Liang quarreled over a script.Just after urging terrorist-wannabe imran to find a new name for himself, mr Aravind reportedly, snatched Mr Liang's amazing script, so eyewitnesses say. Mr Liang was infuriated and grabbed his treasure but contradictingly used it as a bat to slam the local on the head. dispute was settled with the former, mr Liang, apologising for the drastic reaction. From primetime news, this has been your informant, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-5606712860017633032?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5606712860017633032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=5606712860017633032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5606712860017633032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/5606712860017633032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-7821185261096385037</id><published>2007-09-19T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:28:07.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, today was a nice day. Nothing much happened though... there was an extra re-routed flight to beijing, while New Delhi airport was under maintenance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during this time we played cards, and as 2/3's much loved teacher was not there to delight them with her presence, The koreano and Penguin CEO Gerald visited our class to join us. everything was going nicely when MC caught us, and we had to surrender our medium of fun, the cards....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald instead on focusing on the facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;we Could get DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; some other possible things due to the sudden disciplinary step ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...decided to observe MC. This was when he suddenly started sniggering. Lucky for him, MC didnt notice. after MC left, Gerald proudly proclaimed his discovery of much importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"MC was wearing a playboy belt!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, thankyouverymuchindeed mr Penguin for your information...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other things, we had to clean the class, Head of School got allergic to dirt and noise...how nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-7821185261096385037?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7821185261096385037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=7821185261096385037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7821185261096385037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/7821185261096385037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/ah-today-was-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861982020947876411.post-217550348002980306</id><published>2007-09-18T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:27:56.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After my previous post about Liyuan, the latter has fallen into a pit of remorse over his misdeed. He went to buy me a brand new pilot G-2 pen to show that he was sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am glad that liyuan COULD ATLEAST APOLOGISE AFTER DOING STH HE SHLDNT HAVE! I withdraw all anger i might have bestowed upon you mr liang, u have been forgiven.(all thanks to ur apology, i didnt need any present lah, just a sincere apology would have been good enuf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shihui got me to maximum tension today, but she gave me unasked-for throes of begfull apologies, so i didnt feel tensed after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile on the brighter, or darker actually, side, Chief Newsreporter Mr Aravind has once again disappeared, continuing his amazing record of a double faint, one rib break, one fever, and now, head ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maths homeworks keeps streaming in like torrents of raindrops tapping on my head(Practising for english compo). Well, with all this MATHS, ,how to PRACTISE SCIENCE?!?!?!, Luckily we have nice considerate sweet people like Ms Koh around to help me copy tables, unlike other people who dismiss my request for aid with simple, "dowan i lazy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go make use of that beautifully carved table, i shall stop here,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861982020947876411-217550348002980306?l=marvelsoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/217550348002980306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=861982020947876411&amp;postID=217550348002980306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/217550348002980306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861982020947876411/posts/default/217550348002980306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marvelsoflife.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-my-previous-post-about-liyuan.html' title=''/><author><name>Prashan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZmqqK5M1IN8/R5iBiiv3_zI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DPV-3YrZQQ4/S220/Siberian%2520Tiger-072031%2520RAW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
