<?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-11353308</id><updated>2011-04-24T13:52:15.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebony, Ivory, Silk &amp; Ruby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-4650817176007680516</id><published>2008-11-29T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:59:40.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss</title><content type='html'>So many nice things happened in such a short time. I'm so grateful and thankful. Shall recount another day. Right now it's time to catch up on Desperate Housewives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-4650817176007680516?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/4650817176007680516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=4650817176007680516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4650817176007680516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4650817176007680516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/11/bliss.html' title='Bliss'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1319548696545442959</id><published>2008-11-25T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:41:47.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) GOD&lt;br /&gt;2) Ian, Samuel&lt;br /&gt;3) Bill Gates. Transfer 10% of his wealth to my bank account and return back to me.&lt;br /&gt;4) Huishan&lt;br /&gt;5) Felicia&lt;br /&gt;6) Timothy =)&lt;br /&gt;7) Dawn&lt;br /&gt;8) Leonard&lt;br /&gt;9) Chunmen&lt;br /&gt;10) ME. No. Qihua&lt;br /&gt;11) HMMM... I dunno. Really.&lt;br /&gt;12) My mother =)&lt;br /&gt;13) Timothy&lt;br /&gt;14) Lol. I shall not disclose.&lt;br /&gt;15) Ew...&lt;br /&gt;16) Xiuhue?&lt;br /&gt;17) OF COURSE it is not Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;18) Charmaine? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;19) Dexter&lt;br /&gt;20) Me&lt;br /&gt;21) =.="&lt;br /&gt;22) I dunno&lt;br /&gt;23) Me, myself and God&lt;br /&gt;24) Me, myself&lt;br /&gt;25) Timothy, Benoi&lt;br /&gt;26) Qihua&lt;br /&gt;27) Jingsheng&lt;br /&gt;28) ME!&lt;br /&gt;29) Huishan&lt;br /&gt;30) I'm not a sadist! Serious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1319548696545442959?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1319548696545442959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1319548696545442959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1319548696545442959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1319548696545442959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-god-2-ian-samuel-3-bill-gates.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-7090478855558947272</id><published>2008-11-19T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:24:47.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Levels Part 2</title><content type='html'>Woots. Ok another short account of the 2 papers that have passed since my last blog post. Lol. Why do I always post a day before a test....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, friday was Chem paper 1. What should I say... I really sincerely thought that it was quite easy and very managable... but everyone else said that it was "very hard", "not easy", "killer", "tough", "die la"... You get the picture. So now I'm kinda worried. Ok. Actually VERY worried. Did I completely miss something that everyone else saw? Sure, I too couldn't finish the paper like a very large majority of students, but I'm quite sure I got the front 30 questions mostly correct (lol which also took away my time for the last stupid 10 questions). I only had 10 minutes left for 10 questions, and in the end I couldn't even read 3 questions and had to randomly shade answers [though not really random - I shaded them all "2". Higher probability this way.] Well, we just have to wait and see.... Surely my chem standard didn't suddenly JUMP in the span of 1 month rite? Btw i failed chem MCQ in the prelims... Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Next was Biology paper 3 on Tuesday. Woots! OMG! Finally! A spamming paper! How glad was I when it was 5 marks for regurgitating gel electrophoresis, 5 for callus culture, about 15 for stem cells and 20 marks for Human Genome Project!!! WOW! My mugging and memorizing actually paid off for once! No silly application questions or thinking questions... JUST SPAM!!! AHHHH!!! YES!!!!!!!!!! I FEEL SO HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Only Biology paper 1 (MCQ) is left tomorrow. It better don't screw up my bio! But considering that I've never gotten less than 28 for MCQ (once) and the rest is around 32 - 37, I'm fairly confident that I'll know most of the questions and will be able to use the remaining time to do those that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! A levels, or rather 14 years of government education ends in less than 15 hours! WOAH!!!! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On separate notes I'm so glad that I've gotten nice stuffs for Grad night and won't be in some super mad rush after A leves to get something sloppy. FYI there's only 10 days after bio that exams end... and surely some days will be spent on chilling, chatting and going out rite =) Haha... kinda excited to see what everyone wears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gtg back to mug now. Goodluck to everyone still taking A levels (Biology, Art and H3 econs i think, not sure if there's any more).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-7090478855558947272?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/7090478855558947272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=7090478855558947272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7090478855558947272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7090478855558947272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/11/levels-part-2.html' title='A Levels Part 2'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-6167765018351205060</id><published>2008-11-12T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:57:33.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Against The Pulp</title><content type='html'>Before I go off mugging for chemistry again, I shall recap A levels for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) GP 1 - Ok la. I dunno. GP essays are always scary for me, regardless of whether I wrote on a topic that I have done so well before or whether I really think I wrote well. I think I should at least get a 30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) GP 2 - Omg. I can already see a 3/8 AQ mark. Enough said. Though the rest were Ok just that the questions were quite weird and hence the lack of time at the end =(. But hopefully I shall shine with my grasp of English pizzazz! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Math 1 - Ho hum... Going quite well until the 10 mark differentiation question... That sort of derailed me although the others were fairly doable. No As for this paper. I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Biology 2 - Not applicable. It wasn't even a real examination paper. It was only a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Chem 3 - Omg. The easiest chem 3 I've ever done in my life. A few careless mistakes and 1 - 3 marks blanks here and there... but it's looking good! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Math 2 - Omg. MY SAVIOUR!!! I'm quite sure I aced the entire stats section (aced as in almost full marks - ok 30 marks confirmed overall HAHA) and I had a few hiccups in the front part but I hope it's enough to pull me up. I hope I pray I dream. But it's fine that at least I ended my weakest subject on a high note. So I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Chem 2 - HAHAHAH! The easiest chem paper 3 followed by the easiest paper 2 that I've ever done! Quite sure the first 3 questions were very well done (no careless mistakes, please...) although transition metals was :S. But i did quite good damage control for that question and it sure is looking well for chem! How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Econs 2 - I never really have any say for essays. Cos it's just so controversial! The questions were all so deceptively easy. I hope I didn't write out of point, answered the questions correctly and on point, that the teacher likes my handwriting and I *should* be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Econs 1 - GAH! Not as bad as econs 2 but still bleurgh. It's the kind of paper that you leave not knowing whether you should rejoice cos you can burn econs notes when you go home or disappointed because you know you could have done better with more time or read the questions clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Chem 1 - PLEASE DONT SCREW UP MY CHEMISTRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Bio 3 - Hmmm i wonder what happened to Bio 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Bio 1 - Hmmm i wonder what happened to Bio 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-6167765018351205060?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/6167765018351205060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=6167765018351205060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6167765018351205060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6167765018351205060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-against-pulp.html' title='Me Against The Pulp'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-3216719821788625918</id><published>2008-11-08T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:30:03.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Dot Six</title><content type='html'>I feel much relieved now. At the start of A levels I was thinking like ... how in the world could I possibly survive 5 full days of content subjects??? Well, it IS A levels, it IS the LAST hurdle of my government-education life, before I embark on NS and Uni thereafter. Gosh how time has whizzed past... I dare not even think about working life.... Gosh... Am I starting to miss school before it has even officially ended??? Argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok firstly, A levels. 6 papers in 5 days... That's honestly crazy. I don't believe there's ever been such a time in my life when the exams just kept coming and coming and coming without stop... And honestly the night before Chem Paper 3 was like totally deathly for me. You know the feeling where you feel like you are so inept and like a cow walking to the milk shed. Ok no. Like a chicken walking to the slaughterhouse. Yup. The emotion that you feel no matter what you do, it's not enough and that once again you'll die. BUT! Praise the Lord! Chem paper 3 was sooooooooooo easy... I dare say the easiest chem paper I have EVER done. =) =) On a separate note, this makes me scared for chem paper 2 since it could mean that it's VERY hard ... And since chem paper 1 can never be too easy, I really have my work cut out for me .... God bless me... GP was OK. Except I'm quite sure I'll get a 3/8 for AQ [no time to finish...] and I *hope* my essay did not digress too much.... gosh.... I really NEED an A for GP... If i don't .... And math was mixed ... I think I screwed up Math 1 kinda badly.. But i do believe I did considerably well for paper 2. Considering everyone gets 80+ for an A... Maths is the first subject on my mind to go "cancel... no more A..."... But Math is OK for me. My parents know math has been my worst subject since secondary 2, so they don't mind... But there's always hope and surprises... And bio paper 2 was SHIT! Freaking hard la! F*CK the cambridge setters. WTH were they thinking with all those science-application-like questions!!! OMG! Did they really expect us to know how cell transporters or antiviral drugs work??? F*CK LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok secondly I'm really glad that It's all ending. 6 down 6 to go. By this time next week it'll be 10 down 2 to go, and by next next monday it'll be 11 down and 1 to go!! And by that time I will be CELEBRATING!!! Cos bio paper 3 is just :S Sure can lar.... [hopefully]. Sigh but with everything comes an opposite reaction. Right after that I must shape up my bod for NS! I'm actually quite excited to take a deserved break from my life of studying and finally dedicate some downtime to my physique. And not to mention like it's a camping trip! Haha. How I miss those treks and camps last time .... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Nice things to look out for AFTER A levels.&lt;br /&gt;1) Asian Anime Festival: OMG! I wanna go! I've already booked my ticket. Even if i have no idea was is going to happen just being there with all the cosplayers and the manga authors will send me to heaven... seriously. AHHHH It's like the euphoria of sex except that I have no idea wad the euphoria of sex is so I'll just assume it's even better than that :P I hope CQ, CM and QH can come with me =)&lt;br /&gt;2) LONG OVERDUE MEGA SHOPPING SPREE. If I calculate correctly, Kinokuniya will implement their annual Christmas sale around November 25 where I can get 20% discount on everything inside! WOOHOO! I think everyone knows what I'll jump straight for xD&lt;br /&gt;3) MORE LONG OVERDUE MEGA SHOPPING SPREE. Argh needa buy my shoes for grad night... And shoes for myself... I only have like 5 pairs of wearable shoes now... And I need at least 3 more pairs to match A) a red top, B) my dance outfit and C) a winter cardigan. I also need to buy scarfs, nice sweaters, bandanas, a headband, some belts, cool and sexy underwear, cutsey socks, another vest to match my silver vest, some hair products, cool new spectacles, a linx (or is it lynx) pants and a clubbing outfit [ever since sad things happned to my regular one... sob sob]. Yup. Hmm how much do I need.... (I could also add in that Cartier watch I've been eyeing for some time, and the D&amp;amp;G sunglasses...)&lt;br /&gt;4) GRAD NIGHT ITSELF. Haha. It's kinda nostalgic-cool in a way that we can all come in super nice outfits and see each other in the prime of our lives, and say "I love you", "I miss you", "You look cool", "fuck you", "let's club later" or "keep in touch" etc etc. Can't wait to see everyone again =) At a time when we aren't mugging for preparing for a test or listening to lectures or preparing for uni applications, or training for competitions or doing tutorials or meeting teachers or doing PW or doing presentations or going home to mug by our lonely selves or writing our personal statements or doing CIP. Yup. Can't wait. [and also to see everyone's fashion =)]&lt;br /&gt;5) Holiday! Finally my parents relented to my requests are we are going to East Europe FINALLY! At long last I get a truly artistic and historic tour which will explore the birthplaces of famous musicians like Mozart or Beethovan and the clashes of human ideologies in our violent past. Like the Berlin Wall or Auchswitch [how u spell] Concentration Camp. Haha. Maybe I can meet a hot chick during the tour too ;P&lt;br /&gt;6) Friends catchup: Can't wait to meet up with all my friends before we all separate for NS or Uni or some other endeavour. I really miss... Samuel, and Calvin. I really miss you two... And Ian, Benoi and Jonathan. And Ming Shu, CQ, CM and QH (tho the last 4 doesn't really count cos I meet you all quite often Haha). And of course 3L, Janson, some BB friends, 2E pals, and of course EPPS darlings! Haha. Can't believe I found so many of you on Facebook... And I wanna catch up with my cousins too... Can't believe I've hardly seen them since this year.. [doesn't help that the 2 youngest ones are having O levels and A levels at the same time...]. Hmm... did I miss anyone? Church friends.... IRC pals... Oh yes! Almost forgot. Privin.... I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Time to get back to mugging how fiscal policies can explain why McCain lost the US presidential elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally separate and random note..... I want to adopt Naruto! Maybe I will name my child Naruto next time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-3216719821788625918?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/3216719821788625918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=3216719821788625918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3216719821788625918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3216719821788625918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/11/six-dot-six.html' title='Six Dot Six'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-3632911597641764040</id><published>2008-10-08T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:50:51.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An American Trilogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old things they are not forgotten&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look away, look away, look away Dixie land&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh I wish I was in dixie, away, away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Dixie land I take my stand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To live and die in Dixie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause Dixie land, thats where I was born&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early Lord one frosty morning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look away, look away, look away Dixie land&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glory, glory hallelujah;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glory, glory hallelujah;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glory, glory hallelujah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His truth is marching on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So hush little baby, dont you cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know your daddy's bound to die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But all my trials, Lord will soon be over&lt;/p&gt;Fall on your knees, all yee faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His truth is marching on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His truth is marching on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-3632911597641764040?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/3632911597641764040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=3632911597641764040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3632911597641764040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3632911597641764040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/10/american-trilogy.html' title='An American Trilogy'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8647117819500492135</id><published>2008-10-04T04:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:51:53.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha some fun Q&amp;amp;A I found from Ian's blog a way long time ago but didn't bother doing. Now I think I'm stressed enough and crazy enuff to stop studying and complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;The Night scene of Singapore's City Center, showing the Esplanade, Singapore Flyer, a nice hotel and the Marina Lake (is that what you call it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How many televisions you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;3. Cool eh? One in the bedroom and 2 in the hall/living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;Right. Very normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. My appendix and a small part of my small intestine. (lol if you know me you'll now know the origins  of my stomach scar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;4 bags of groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever been knocked out?&lt;br /&gt;Not by others. By running into a giant metal lock on a gate, ramming straight into it, and fainted. Does that count? Btw I needed 3 stitches... Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. So I can take my own life if I think I'm gonna die in a horrid day, or so I can show my appreciation to all who matter in my life. Sort of like the Bucket List, so I can do things I really wanna do before I kick the bucket. (lol). But not now. I'm too young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. This isn't really changing anything. I'll just revert back to my Japanese name Hayashi Yamada. I got "Joshua" cos my dad though Yamada would make people laugh at me in school. Lol. (If you translate my chinese name to Jap...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What color do you think looks best on you?&lt;br /&gt;Bright colours cos it suits my panache. (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?&lt;br /&gt;Like duh. Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?&lt;br /&gt;Another duh. I already "kiss" guys for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Duh... NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?&lt;br /&gt;Sure. I'll turn to podcasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?&lt;br /&gt;If I've got a body to die for, of which I don't have now sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1,000?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on how hot. If it is like the Maggi Chili no problem, but if it is like peppers or jalepeno I won't. I'll really die. My spice tolerance is almost zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?&lt;br /&gt;If he was Osama bin Laden, or that North Korean dictator (forgot his name, only knows it ends with Il), or any other societal trash that don't deserve to be alive anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is in your left pocket?&lt;br /&gt;My pants now doesn't have any pockets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?&lt;br /&gt;No. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?&lt;br /&gt;How about marble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Stand. But I used to sit in the bathtub :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;5. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine Yap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;Sam Sie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Sam Sie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Number?&lt;br /&gt;7. God's perfect number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Season?&lt;br /&gt;America's Next Top Model Cycle 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Color?&lt;br /&gt;RED FTW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Mood?&lt;br /&gt;The mood you get when you know you should be studying for a VERY major exam instead of doing a stupid online more-about-yourself questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;You Light Up My Life by Debby Boone. I need relaxing oldies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Watching?&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Worrying about?&lt;br /&gt;A Levels. What else can there be that's more important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Some grey army singlet and blue board shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom to wash my face... If you meant outside the house, it's the immigration office at Lavendar (I had to make a new passport)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What can you not wait to do?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, for A levels to end and I can buy all the comic books I want! And Sims 3! (though it only comes out in 2009 Feb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;I think I smile more often that most people, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;I would think that I am. Or at least I don't think I'm mean-spirited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8647117819500492135?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8647117819500492135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8647117819500492135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8647117819500492135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8647117819500492135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-some-fun-q-i-found-from-ians-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1083650836304906941</id><published>2008-09-28T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T03:44:57.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night To Remember</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: To people I don't know, read on. To people who know me, save your questions and doubts for my personal answer. Don't let your imagination run wild. At least let me personally add in juicier details first. Read with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought I would be so fortunate. Call me silly and foolhardy, I don't know. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm just so new to all these fresh experiences that just a swash of romance and a kiss of passion can send me derilious with ecstasy. I admit that such a scenario did cross my mind when I first agreed to our meeting, I know probably something like this would arise if I traversed such sites, or decided to try out for fun. But maybe, just maybe, I really longed for it? I know people like to be loved. I like to love people. My mindset of the world has very much changed. Yes I still wallow in my sadism sometimes but it's only a reprive. I do believe life is good and gets better. It's getting better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now crossed over into being an adult. I'm no longer the naive, immature, young, childish and prep-school boy. I have unknowingly, in a night of intense ******* [no, this is not what you think it is] and flush of emotion, ascended into the age of innocence gone. In the words of Katy Perry's song "It felt so wrong, it felt so right". I just wished I could have frozen that crystalline moment of time and lock in forever in my vivid memory (of which I'm sure it'll be very long before I even forget), and 'save it from the funny tricks of time'. I don't with you to leave. I want to be with you longer... The night was still young... But... I'm still a student and I have my priorities. Damn me. It really sucks. Could anyone have ever imagined me saying "I want to be with you longer"? It's so funny really, it's almost ridiculous. Maybe it's because there's finally someone that I truly care about other than myself. And it's perfectly fine. You're more than perfectly fine, but I'm still myself, so virginal, so clueless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at least the nights are better. All I need is just to call upon a reminiscence and a sweet smile grovels to my lips. My lips against yours. That was nice. That was cool. I liked it alot. GAH. Omg. This is sooooooo FUNNIE! How can I, Joshua, be so caught up in this whirlwind of romance? GAH. ME! ME!? Omg!!! And I think it wasn't really a whirlwind at all. More like a tsunami, where the waves draw back to reveal the sea floor and I'm the dumbass kid who thinks it's funny and worth a look/experience, and ventures towards it, only to be swashed by the torrents of emotion that I almost drowned, by clung onto a life bouy that brought light to my eyes. And the light was so bright I got blinded. But the feeling of blindness can be so nice, especially when you are also blinded from the endless cycle of studying, tests, nagging and staying at home letting my body disintegrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I must really breathe now. Cos I couldn't catch my breath at all last night. It was a blast! It happened so fast... I really didn't want it to end. GAH. I'm a stupid bitch who doesn't know what is good for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I said "I like you", cos I think if I were to say "I love you", it'll bring us to a whole new level, a new stage of responsibilities, a new platform of communication, a stepping stone for further risks and adventures together, just the 2 of us. Or maybe I don't dare to say it cos it would mean I have someone else in my life now. Other than me. Or maybe I'm afraid to admit, maybe it's cos it's a sign of weakness, that I'm letting my emotions go, that I'm throwing myself under the bus, that I'm flinging myself out off my comfy armchair and into the arms of someone else. You know what? It's a very nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. &lt;333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1083650836304906941?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1083650836304906941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1083650836304906941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1083650836304906941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1083650836304906941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-to-remember.html' title='A Night To Remember'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-4054475621699228502</id><published>2008-09-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:24:15.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so funny that academics should take up so many of my posts... Well, what can I say for this prelims? Here's a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) GP - Should get a B at least. I'm extremely disappointed cos I think my essay won't get me an A. Unless the teacher is looking for a new PoV. LOL! Argh! Why did I write such a universal topic!! AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Econs - *Should get a B if everything goes well. Paper 1 was aced. Paper 2... Case study... As usual no time and not very confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Bio - MCQ still haven't done yet, but I think I should be able to get a B, a C at worse probably. Paper 1 was Ok. Paper 2 was savior! Even though I blanked out over the applications of plant tissue culture or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Chem - Paper 3 was ... =.=. I'll be lucky to get 45/80. BUT... THANK LORD FOR PAPER 2!!! It totally saved my aRse! I think from a prospective E I can scrape a D/C/B? If paper 2 does as well as i hope i think i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Math - BOMB... :'( I wanna cry. Paper 1 died! And it wasn't like super hard. I think i honestly flopped paper 1... and even though paper 2 was so much easier and i managed to do everything confidently [except the retarded PnC - fugu!] I'm sure I'll still fail. I can foresee it. Sigh. I wanna cry. I wanna cry. I wanna cry. But I can't. Cos there's still A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predicted grades from Mrs. Kong will probably go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Gp - A [ok i think I deserve this], Econs - A [ok i think i somewhat can get this realistically], Bio - A [can la, i'm very confident in my memory, juz needa practise more!], chem - A/B/C [i dunno. hard to tell based on the crazy prelims], math - N/A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-4054475621699228502?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/4054475621699228502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=4054475621699228502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4054475621699228502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4054475621699228502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-so-funny-that-academics-should-take.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-6066591687218206188</id><published>2008-09-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T03:56:52.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never knew I could feel this way about anyone before.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile, your face, you deep brows, your cheeky grin through those red glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Both in the same boat but you seem so confused. So am I.&lt;br /&gt;If only we'd met earlier, if only I was who you thought I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I both loathe and love this funny virginal fresh feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Your photo is what I have, to lull me into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts in my mind, to push me on.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some day I will be good enough, maybe one day I will be the man you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Your confidant, your soulmate, your buddy, your friend, your trusted.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some day I will be certain of myself, and I hope that you'll still be mine.&lt;br /&gt;They say the first is always the sweetest; the most immature. But it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;My mind says no but my heart says go.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can see you from way over here, dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Will you like me? I think I like you.&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful, my beautiful DL... &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-6066591687218206188?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/6066591687218206188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=6066591687218206188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6066591687218206188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6066591687218206188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-knew-i-could-feel-this-way-about.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-7498938927139609007</id><published>2008-07-15T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:13:10.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHEW!</title><content type='html'>Wow! This time round CTs have been BAD! As in, apart from a relatively easy chem paper, everything else was ... weird.... Haha. BUT! I did OK! We were passing the class list with all the marks around and I was looking at my horrendous math score and very disappointing chem score, when I realized relatively, in the class, I had done very well for econs, GP and bio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Here's the ridiculous breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;GP (70): 4th in class after KiaLiang (74), Sneha (72) and Dawn (71). Woots! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Econs (60): tied 2nd in class (tgt with KiaLiang) after Dawn (62)&lt;br /&gt;Bio (51): around top 6/7 in class after our 1 A, 1 B and 1 C. LOL! This was the funniest, cos I beat all those who got 49, 49.5 and 50 [due to the bio moderation]. I'm curious as to see the jump in a single mark would bring about what kind of percentile change. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I realize that I'm quite happy with my GP and econs now, though I wish I wouldn't just scrape an A and B, and I'm ok with Bio, but I'm worried about Chem... Sigh... When can I ever get good grades for chem? Now the only thing that I haven't got a B/A yet is Chem... WHY!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol on a separate note I feel kinda bad for all the usual class-toppers who didn't do so well this time round, maybe because they chose the wrong question or lack of time etc, but I feel for them cos I was in the same situation so many times before in primary school and lower sec when I was still considered one of the top in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! Wadeva! Time for the Dark Knight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-7498938927139609007?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/7498938927139609007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=7498938927139609007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7498938927139609007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7498938927139609007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/07/phew.html' title='PHEW!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1687503488414478782</id><published>2008-07-01T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T04:17:49.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>Note to self: never set too high a goal that only comes crashing down. Victory only tastes so sweet when you were braced for defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, I recently realized that I really love watching movies! Right now I shall record some of my most memorable movies that I really treasure (probably its action sequences, jolts of reality-reeling cinematography, moments of reflection and fantasical escapades). I really hope these will be with me for many years to come. I wanna be a professional movie buff! I decided to do each genre justice, I shall separate it based on such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musicals: Hairspray (both 1988 and 2007), Chicago, Grease [note the absense of HSM]&lt;br /&gt;Disney: Beauty &amp;amp; The Beast, Mulan&lt;br /&gt;Comedy: Get Smart, Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;Drama: The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;Horror: Final Destination 1 to 3, The Hand That Rocks The Cradle&lt;br /&gt;Thriller: Panic Room&lt;br /&gt;Adventure: Indiana Jones 1, 2 and 4, Pirates of the Caribbean 1 to 3&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy: Dinotopia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch/re-watch: There Will Be Blood, Juno, No Country For Old Men, Hercules, The Little Mermaid, Grease, Chicago, Red Cliff, The Dark Knight, Mamma Mia, Voyage of the Dawn Treader, LOTR trilogy, Phantom of the Opera, Transformers, Little Miss Sunshine, Letters from Iwo Jima, An Inconvenient Truth, Passion of the Christ, 881 [omg a local film], Shrek 2, Dead Poet's Society, Silence of the Lambs, Battle Royale [sicker than Saw], Back to the Future 1 and 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1687503488414478782?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1687503488414478782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1687503488414478782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1687503488414478782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1687503488414478782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-expectations.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-7398620901598104895</id><published>2008-05-28T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:30:48.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those crystalline moments in life</title><content type='html'>The day is 28th May. Wednesday. First week of June hols 2008, JC2 at RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun and meaningfully enjoyable day. These are just some of the crystalline moments I just love to capture down on print [virtually] so that I will never forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out simple enough, QH, CM, CQ, Dexter and myself met up to watch Indiana Jones &amp;amp; The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull at 11. I had originally wanted to buy a Breakfast King from the BK store right beside the Yishun GV Cineplex and smuggle it into the theatre, BUT I realized that I didn't bring my wallet.... :S:S:S:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways luckily QH and CM were there earlier and QH helped pay for me. CQ and Dexter came later and we a bit late but because of all the usual advertisements before the show we still managed to arrive "early". Haha. It was quite interesting to see how Dexter (who had a not-very-good impression of Indy at first) crack up and really think it was cool. And CM, who isn't your cuddle-up-to-me-with-teddy-bears kind of person, who really enjoyed such a fantasical show. It was very cool that I was able to convince my friends how awesome one of my favourite movie icons (Indiana) was. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I won't go talking about the movie here cos you can just go read it up from Wiki or something, but I just wanted to say that it ROCKED! All the nostalgia really paid off! And the director was really cool in making so many references to the past 3 films, it really makes the fans shake in their seats! Kudos to Harrison Ford, Shia LaBeaof (how do you spell it) and ZOMG KAREN ALLEN! LOVE YOU GAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, the real fun part came after the movie. We proceeded to eat lunch at Northpoint, and then we didn't know what to do before Qihua and I had to go back to school for our GP remedial. Our first thought was to watch "Accuracy of Death", and we really intended to except that... GV Yishun didn't have it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO we checked around and realized that GV at Plaza Singapura was the only place that screened it. We had alot of trouble and hesitation going there because well, I DIDN'T HAVE MY WALLET SO I DIDN'T HAVE MY EZ LINK CARD, so after alot of postulations like asking my mom to drive us there, or going to Ang Mo Kio Hub since CQ was going there, we decided to buy a movie and watch at CM's house nearby. CQ then left us after we decided on staying in Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about 30 mins in the shop searching for a movie to watch and CM finally decided on Hero, the Japanese film, not the Chinese one. So... then we started saying "Oh we have't been to Joshua's house before" etc etc and in the end we took my mom's car back to my place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the fun began. Alot of bonding time and typical games etc but still very fun with friends you really like. We began my watching the first part of Iron Man, before we switched to Hero that we just bought. I then started playing Congkak with Dexter. ZOMG! So fun! The first time I played in YEARS!!!! And I still managed to win :) OK la, Dexter won alot also Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show we all played the Australian Outdoor Desert Game, a game that I myself have never played because I didn't know the rules. But we played together and it was QUITE fun LOL! Just that we couldn't remember all the plant names :S :S =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went into the study (nice air con, the only times when my mom switches on the air con in the study, lol quite sad) and watched some retarded dota replay and played Risk. LOL! RISK! It got quite stressful around the end cos CM, QH and I teamed up to oust Dexter off the map, and it really pist him off (yes Dexter I could tell). But take it as a compliment! We foresaw your foresight (lol, alliteration) and hence you were a big threat to our dominance. xD And sorry ok? It was just a game, dun take things so hard ok? Yes I know 3 v 1 is quite frustrating ... Sorry! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then just as Dexter was about to vanquish and conquer the entire Americas it was time for dinner - delicious home-made spaghetti! Very nice!!! Watched a bit of Terminator 3 too while eating. Afterwards we returned to the study but switched to Monopoly before anyone started getting really angry. CM then went to Youtube and watched some totally retarded Jap videos. Ooo... The food gorging contest was SICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Monopoly was fun :) CM half watched and half played, and even though he was the first to build hotels, he "sacrificed" himself by giving me some outrageous deal to get the game going. I then used his "deal" to secure my first plots of uniformed land, and built hotels! It was so funny... QH almost died at the start, but in the end CM went completely bankrupt.. and I was the day's biggest winner! $3500 not counting all the 100, 50, 20, 10, 5 and 1 dollar bills! Not to mention 3 orange plots with full hotels and 3 yellow plots. It was so funny.. Would have loved to continue playing on... Who knew what could have happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dexter would be the next to die since QH had immunity for all his plots and QH had the money to build.. Hmm.. really wanted to complete the game but it was 10:30 and too late so they had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite cool also that they all have direct buses home. Dexter can take 53 and CM and QH can take 39. Sorry CM! Make you miss your shuttle bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah fun day. Very sleepy and tired now. Check email then must sleep liao. BB ALL! Cheers to friends and board games! :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-7398620901598104895?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/7398620901598104895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=7398620901598104895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7398620901598104895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7398620901598104895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/05/those-crystalline-moments-in-life.html' title='Those crystalline moments in life'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8765534823910618833</id><published>2008-05-02T05:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T05:25:04.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signed, Sealed, Delivered</title><content type='html'>I know many people have said this before and I know everyone has their day to reflect. And today is mine. How often have I done something so routinely, so monotonously, never giving it second thought until it is over and in my free time wherein my mind finds itself both wandering and wondering, trying hard to fathom the joy and experience that one has had in the past, but can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just submitted the Bowling article for Press and I've just realized my duties for Raffles Press has ended forever. FOREVER. WOW. Interesting. And soon, AV will end, and then 08S03L will end, then JC will end... Friends... Love... Kinship... Memories... Regret... Apathy... Joy... Experience... Maturing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8765534823910618833?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8765534823910618833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8765534823910618833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8765534823910618833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8765534823910618833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/05/signed-sealed-delivered.html' title='Signed, Sealed, Delivered'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2610041697511184452</id><published>2008-04-11T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T06:26:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENTJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/entj.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Executive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural leader - with confidence and strength that inspires others.&lt;br /&gt;Driven to succeed, you are always looking for ways to gain, power, knowledge, and expertise.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you aren't the most considerate person, especially to those who are a bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;You are not easily intimidated - and you have a commanding, awe-inspiring presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you hold high standards... for yourself, for your relationship, and for your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;While it's easy for you to impress others, it's hard for you to find someone who impresses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are organized and good at delegating. You understand how to achieve goals.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great CEO, entrepreneur, or consultant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Rational, calm, and objective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Inflexible, controlling, and overbearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2610041697511184452?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2610041697511184452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2610041697511184452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2610041697511184452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2610041697511184452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-personality.html' title='My Personality?'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-3299577566127748789</id><published>2008-04-08T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T05:21:55.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL! MORE Winds of Good tidings!</title><content type='html'>YES! I DIDN'T FAIL BIO! IN FACT I MANAGED TO SQUEEZE A D! OOMMMGGG!!! This is really so cool! I actually got BBCDS, WOW! Sure beats BDSSU right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. But still have Chem remedial. Dam it man! Why can't I ever do well for chem? argh... One might wonder that what is life besides studying, and you may argue that I'm a no-lifer because all I can do is mug. Well, go ahead. I'm a no-lifer. All I can do is mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I'm gonna ace the A levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-3299577566127748789?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/3299577566127748789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=3299577566127748789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3299577566127748789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3299577566127748789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/04/lol-more-winds-of-good-tidings.html' title='LOL! MORE Winds of Good tidings!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-7225651464143579606</id><published>2008-04-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T07:24:19.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Good Tiding</title><content type='html'>WOW! What a difference day makes! Just about 2 days ago I was lamenting my horrific CT2 results, and guess what? I got back Math and Econs today, and it wasn't that bad! In fact it's way above my expectations! Ok let's explain clearly to make my joy live on longer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Math - Omg. The joy. The ecstacy. The euphoria! I was trembling (and not from the cold air con, which btw was freaking cold too) and I couldn't even hear sounds properly [this always happens before I have a panic attack] and was turning blank when I suddenly hear people clapping for Xianying (who doubled her score - wow), then suddenly Mrs Kong calls my name to say that I've improved by 28 marks... Omg... I was so utterly shocked I couldn't even say thank you when she so generously gave me a lollipop as a token of "reward" haha. I just blurted out a "serious?". LOL! GOSH! This is the first time I have ever been acknowledged of improvement or doing well in a math test since Secondary 3. But then again... improvement by 28 marks may seem rather ridiculous and "omfg did he really improve that much?" to others, but in actual fact it is because my promos did sooooo horrendously that it forever scarred me, and I told myself that no matter how badly things turn out, it couldn't get worse than that.. and it was! Haha! Now I have a solid C, and I'm hoping this gives me the confidence to strive on in Math and aim for a B in CT2 and A in Prelims and of course A levels!!! All the best to me and thank you Mrs Kong for the lollipop! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Econs - when I first received it I got a shock - 16/30 for case study, and I'm like "dam, I'm scrwed" but when I got back my essay and got 16 also, I calculated and got 59, and I'm like "double dam!" and I was moody for the next 15 minutes. BUT, when I saw the results slip we were supposed to sign, apparently all the 59s were converted to 60s and the 44s to 45s. WOW! So generous moderation! And because when you had your hopes dashed in front of you to a sudden surprise in your favour, it makes you really really happy!!!!! xD LOL! Was kinda expecting like around a 64 but I suppose a 60 will do! Sure beats a 44, which I got horrifically for promos last year (yes, I dunno how but my promos were my worst exam in my entire life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Chem - An S. Haha. Was kinda expecting it. So it wasn't that bad. BUT I improved still ok? Even though meagerly by 2 marks, it still shows that my physical chem improved ok? Haha (and I think it was quite good when I realize I left 20 marks (25%) of marks completely blank). Haha OK, at least I told myself if I were to go for any remedial, I would want chem, so ta-da! Wish granted! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Bio &amp;amp; GP. Holy holy crap. I calculated my bio score and realized that I will either get an S or E or if I'm VERY lucky and the marker is VERY lenient, a D. I really can't imagine what not studying bio fully brings you.... a crappy paper... Guess I really got a wake up call for Bio this time. It's interesting that I get a wake up call for all subjects at different exams... J1CT was Chem wakeup call, Promos was Math, J2CT1 is Bio, so what? CT2 will be GP and Prelims Econs? Haha it doesn't matter... I WILL ACE A LEVELS. AND I SHALL HAVE NO MORE WAKEUP CALLS BECAUSE CT2 AND PRELIMS WILL ALL BE A PLATFORM FOR ME TO SCORE AND ACE AND SHOW MY TRUE POTENTIAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, condolences go to Lee Xiuhue for working so hard for Econs but failing to get results that she rightfully deserves. I do hope she lets out all her sadness, but knowing her, I know she will be able to stand back right up on 2 feet and march on! xD Haha... Congrats also goes to Charmaine and Dexter for improving so well in Math, and Taufiq for being the only A in Econs in class, KiaLiang for aceing everything so far, and of course the ever stable Shumin, Diana and Dawn, and Ben too. Haha. Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post: Winds of horrendous tidings (Bio)... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-7225651464143579606?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/7225651464143579606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=7225651464143579606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7225651464143579606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7225651464143579606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/04/winds-of-good-tiding.html' title='Winds of Good Tiding'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-5730306030042461556</id><published>2008-03-31T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T02:58:12.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grouses (and a bit of good news)</title><content type='html'>OK. I failed chem. Argh... But nvm... I did improve... although just shy of passing... Was expecting it anyway. I think GP and Econs should be fine now, though I think I won't score well in Econs. Bio... well let's just say I may well go into Bio remedial Haha... AND... the piece of good new IS... I'm OUT OF MATH REMEDIAL!!!! YAY!!!! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW HAPPY I WAS WHEN MRS KONG SAID I DID OK. I asked her how I did, and said if I failed just tell me, so I can be mentally prepared, and she said this things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How did you think you did? [Reply: I think I screwed up]&lt;br /&gt;2) Dunnid go math remedial [Reply: (gasp!)]&lt;br /&gt;3) [So how did I do] You did improve, and how "good" depends on you own gauge. [My gauge is very low]&lt;br /&gt;4) OK then, you did quite OK, it's good to build up confidence and start scoring from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YES! This means I didn't get A or B or U or S, and I don't think I got E since she said vectors saved me, which took up 46% of the entire paper, so assuming I get a few marks here and there, I should get a D! OMG! I can't believe it! (I know a D sucks but from where I'm coming from it's really great :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok updates: Argh, I've been going for so many doctor's appointments recently and it's really starting to irritate me cos of the long waiting times! [It doesn't help that Changi General Hospital has one of the longer waiting times according to an ST survey done a few years back] I've already gone for a general fitness screening, ECG, Heart XRay, Blood test, dermatology treatment and a patch test. After this, I still have to go back for physiotherapy for like 3 months [OMG], collect my blood test results, the electrophoresis results, and visit my doctor for checkups. Gosh. Let's see, subsidized, I've already payed 185 + 22 + 50 = 257 for 2 visits! Argh! And the physio sessions are gonna cost a bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other grouses: NAFTA is in 2 weeks time! I'm quite sure I'll do fine for standing broad jump, sit and reach, situps and shuttle run, can amass maybe 18 points from these. BUT my 2.4!!!! I NEED to get at least 12:30!!! And my chinups! I can do 5, but I havent been training and doing 4 now is such a struggle... ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And driving advanced theory test is on April 16th, SAT is on May 5th, and the SEASON magazine article for Bowling comp is around 7th May, and after June hols is CT2! And how about my sparodic SPH attachment assignments that have oh so short and sudden deadlines? ARGH! At least I've finished playing all that I wanted (and to my heart's content) and have told myself... NO MORE COMPUTER. And I'm sticking to it, and after Heroes and Survivor and ANTM and Neopets Daily Dare End, that's IT! NO MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 last thing before I shut off the computer... I shall play Warcraft's Twilight of the Gods Haha... Today is my 2nd last day of computer gaming, I've told myself April 1st shall be the last and by April 2nd, Neopets, Warcraft, the Sims, Roller Coaster Tycoon, Internet shall be a thing of the past. Good luck everyone in getting back the CT grades they desire, hope for the best in PW grades, press on for CT2, look ahead to Prelims, excel in A levels, get ready for Uni (girls) and gear up for Army (guys), and next year March 20+, we'll be sitting together in the RJC Hall awaiting the result slip that will determine our lives, all based on what we do from here on now till October 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Voyage and God bless. Will not be blogging as regularly from now on. Maybe a few times a month? Haha... MUACKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-5730306030042461556?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/5730306030042461556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=5730306030042461556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/5730306030042461556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/5730306030042461556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/03/grouses-and-bit-of-good-news.html' title='Grouses (and a bit of good news)'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2973256749796245080</id><published>2008-03-20T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:10:55.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasteland</title><content type='html'>It's finished. Both the CTs and myself. Once again, I can feel the boding of unsatisfactory results coming my way. Bio was... how shall I put it? Disected? No. Just... SCREWED! A blank 6 mark essay question, a completely incorrect genetic diagram (another 6 marks flushed down the toilet), 3 marks of blank open ended questions, and definitely about 10 marks more of complete nonsense in the open ended section. And please don't get me started on the bizarre evolution question. Heck, out of 80 marks, my max is already like around 45? [which I actually think is OK owing to the fact that i didnt study evolution and viruses and organization of eu and pro genome, which ALL came out in superior abundance!]. Omg, I hope MCQ and the other 2 essays pull me up man, I've never done so badly for bio before in my whole short 18 years of life. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the ubiquitous Chem. OMG! 23 marks gone! Just by having no time to attempt or writing rubbish for questions having no time to read properly. Gosh, it seems as though I'm destined for another fail in Chem, all I'm hoping is that I at least improve? ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math - easy paper, easy questions. But still I screwed up in integration and the ridiculously elusive P&amp;amp;C. 24 marks gone, and that's banking that my vectors are solid. I think I &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;pass, but then again, my math has always been so weak, I dunno what to expect. Oh please no more Us and Ses more math PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP - Essay could go either ways. I thought I was writing more on religion vs politics than religion vs science. AND MY AQ HAD NO STAND!!!!!! THERE GOES MY ONLY SHOT AT A DISTINCTION! I'M SO PATHETIC! I HATE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs - Thought it was OK and easy actually, but after hearing comments from like EVERYONE about how tough and screwed it was I think I may have had a false blanket of security or maybe I was doing the whole paper incorectly. Will not be surprised with a 50+. OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's only academics. It's not as if my physique is like godly or my fitness superb. AND I HAVE TO GO ARMY NEXT YEAR! But the bigger question is... WHAT ABOUT AFTER THAT!!! WILL I EVER GET TO UNI???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could be smarter, as in not smart in general knowledge and quick understanding of what I read, but smartness is memorizing how to do every single question, photographic memory in reading bio notes, and the smartness to blah everything onto the paper like a true mindless, conformist Singaporean elite student all aiming for one thing - no, not glory or success, survival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2973256749796245080?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2973256749796245080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2973256749796245080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2973256749796245080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2973256749796245080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/03/wasteland.html' title='Wasteland'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-4888210642535909227</id><published>2008-03-13T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:22:40.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2YFrRrTI/AAAAAAAAASA/fRRbh1HoU-U/s1600-h/Coffee+Cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177229034107546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2YFrRrTI/AAAAAAAAASA/fRRbh1HoU-U/s400/Coffee+Cup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coffee Cup - Profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2YlrRrUI/AAAAAAAAASI/HJJ8WYLYQjM/s1600-h/Coffee+Cup+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177229042697481538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2YlrRrUI/AAAAAAAAASI/HJJ8WYLYQjM/s400/Coffee+Cup+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coffee Cup - Aerial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2ZFrRrVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TarJzq3GWB8/s1600-h/East+Coast+Road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177229051287416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2ZFrRrVI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TarJzq3GWB8/s400/East+Coast+Road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; East Coast Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2ZVrRrWI/AAAAAAAAASY/t7Ucxc69IGo/s1600-h/Hawker+Ceiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177229055582383458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2ZVrRrWI/AAAAAAAAASY/t7Ucxc69IGo/s400/Hawker+Ceiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2aVrRrXI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fjwf8_xxqTk/s1600-h/Hawker+Ceiling+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177229072762252658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2aVrRrXI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fjwf8_xxqTk/s400/Hawker+Ceiling+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lights&lt;br /&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/11353308-4888210642535909227?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/4888210642535909227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=4888210642535909227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4888210642535909227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4888210642535909227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/03/photography-i.html' title='Photography I'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGSL6OJglkY/R9k2YFrRrTI/AAAAAAAAASA/fRRbh1HoU-U/s72-c/Coffee+Cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2191163383176246871</id><published>2008-03-03T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:21:01.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way</title><content type='html'>Title: My Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the end is near&lt;br /&gt;And so I face my final curtain&lt;br /&gt;My friends, I'll say it clear&lt;br /&gt;I'll state my case, of which I'm certain&lt;br /&gt;I've planned each chartered course&lt;br /&gt;Each carefu step along the byway&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried&lt;br /&gt;I've had my fill; my share of losing&lt;br /&gt;And now, as tears subside&lt;br /&gt;I find it all so amusing&lt;br /&gt;To think I did all that&lt;br /&gt;And may I say,&lt;br /&gt;Not in a shy way&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, no not me,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew&lt;br /&gt;When I bit off more than I could chew&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt&lt;br /&gt;I ate it up and spat it out&lt;br /&gt;I faced it all&lt;br /&gt;And I stood tall&lt;br /&gt;And I did it my way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2191163383176246871?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2191163383176246871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2191163383176246871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2191163383176246871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2191163383176246871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-way.html' title='My Way'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2958637282532467627</id><published>2008-02-16T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:56:29.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take 5</title><content type='html'>Haha! Fun and exciting day and well-worth the hype and excitement. Yes, I'm talking about take 5! Contrasting this to last year, where I was more involved in playing card games with my classmates and eventually completely left the take 5 venue to go to xiuhue's house (and so doing literally doing anything except enjoying the take 5 activities [though I did watch EGG and saw DAWN dancing! LOL! EGG rocked!!!]), but this year, I dunno, perhaps it was the silent back-of-our-heads-revelation that this IS the last year of being in a class, the last year studying before NS or university, the last year where you'll make friends and sustain relationships that will hopefully last the test of time. When I say this now and I can already imagine the sadness on the day we separate, I can't even imagine my melancholy on the day itself. I'm kinda scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ANYWAY how did I deviate to such a sad topic, let's talk about Take 5! What a difference a year makes! Last year at this time I hardly knew dawn even when I was watching her "dance" on stage, and this year, we're writing the report of Talentime together! Rofl. Kudos goes out to all of the performers, I really loved all of them (really makes we wonder why I missed talentime last year). Speaking of which I just realized I spent my whole Take 5 watching talentime haha (but it was worth it). OMG! The applause speaks for itself - Ham Ji Peng [how do you spell it?] Hokkien Band, Fivesome, 5ive, Pixel Animation by Dennis &amp;amp; Josh, even Titus the stand-up comic! Haha. GREAT! Really especially liked Fivesome and Pixel Animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the real fun part was after Take 5 and a whole group of us (I think 16? Lol, thats a lot) decided to go to Tampines Mall to eat. Along the way I led them to the horse ranch and we patted horses for a while, then due to the close proximity of my home to the park, and the lagginess of my class and cos I had a bike with me, I actually managed to go home and bathed and re-packed my bag before going down to meet at the bus-stop (and they were actually behind me. lol again), then at TM our group split into 11 - 5 and we ate at Swensen's and after which we were narrowed to 10 when xiuhue left and we took a bus to char's house. Interesting phenomena: I got motion-sick while en route - my first time on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we went to char's house and as per 3L-tradition, stoned and zombied, gawked over char's stash of bling-bling chinese shows and music, sat on her swing, avoid being raped by her dog (who is so ironically name Baby), etc etc. And so sensing the opportunity, yes, I played maplestory (great way to pass time at a friend's house eh) while the rest watched the Twins Effect with oh-so-cute-and-cool Edison Chen [chen guan xi]. I attempted to level at her house but due to ridiculous circumstances on my part I could not... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway I managed to watch the last of the Twins Effect just as HuiShan, JS and Chester came back with our FOOD! Had a wonderful meal with all my friends and the mood was so cheery and joyous, really warm and nice and makes you wish that such a crystalline iota in time would last just a while longer, for the sake of the saccharine moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love my friends. Honestly, it's quite funny how I ended up being in this "gang" (as Felicia's blog puts it), keeping in mind that I was a workaholic in primary school and didn't bother making friends (much, only 1 - Ian), and secondary school where I made a small number of true and genuine friends (Calvin, SMS, Ian, Jon, Janson, Sam, Benoi), not to mention the hellish 3G/4G days that I absolutely abhorred [strangely enough I found CQ, QH, CM n timo there Haha].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm in JC2 with 3L, and never before could I EVER imagine myself sitting at a round table with 9 friends whom I cherish and love greatly eating together and doing nonsense and somehow the differing clash of personalities yet all managing to effectively amalgamate and explode in pizzazz. It's really what the cynical me of last time used to comment that such "stuff" would dissolve in time to come, but now when I'm in it myself I so wish it would not. I rly rly rly rly rly rly rly love all of them to shreds, by how i can talk to them and chll out and be totally crazy with them and them not making fun of me for maybe-you-don't-know-what reason that I've lived with since I knew. As cheesy as it may sound (in previous years I would have shot myself if i said this), it's really like a second family - friends, and when I mean family i mean going through both rough and good, showing both the good moods and the bad moods, and even horrid moods and faces, but through it all we grow stronger and the bond deepens like a knife (lol sorry for the sadistic imagery but it's very true), such that when it gets pulled out you feel a sudden pulse of alienness and you die. Unless the knife is put back in again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, as re-phrased from Felcia's blog, I love the "gang"! And I think God for it too. In my December 2006 holidays I prayed for primarily 3 things, 1) To help me improve my fitness [which was partially fufilled since I managed to do 8 pullups from 0 all my life and passed NAPFA on the first try last year], 2) To maintain friendships made in Sec school [successful], and 3) a good class. Well, God doesn't dissappoint, and while he didn't give me a good class, he gave me a GREAT one. And I'm so grateful, so grateful for 3L, so greatly for "the gang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huishandawncharmainefeliciajingshengwilliechesterqihuadexterbenjamintimothyxinyixiuhuejoshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i must also add that I've gotten to know and appreciate alot more ppl outside my usual clique this year, and the feelings been good :) haha. let's see how those develop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2958637282532467627?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2958637282532467627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2958637282532467627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2958637282532467627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2958637282532467627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-5.html' title='Take 5'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2330707580988369020</id><published>2008-02-11T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T04:04:30.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Failure</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of the term "successful failure"? Well, even if you haven't I hope you don't become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very successful at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2330707580988369020?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2330707580988369020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2330707580988369020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2330707580988369020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2330707580988369020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/02/successful-failure.html' title='Successful Failure'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8085775842034792519</id><published>2008-01-31T05:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T05:13:30.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Can Dream</title><content type='html'>Title: If I Can Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be lights burning brighter, somewhere;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue.&lt;br /&gt;If I can dream of a better land,&lt;br /&gt;Where all my brothers walk hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, oh why&lt;br /&gt;Can't my dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be peace and understanding, sometime;&lt;br /&gt;Storm winds of promise that will blow away the doubt and fear.&lt;br /&gt;If I can dream of a warmer sun,&lt;br /&gt;Where hope keeps shining on everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, oh why&lt;br /&gt;Oh why won't that sun appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in cloud&lt;br /&gt;With too much of rain.&lt;br /&gt;We're trapped in a world&lt;br /&gt;That's troubled with pain.&lt;br /&gt;But as long as a man has the strength to dream,&lt;br /&gt;He can redeem his soul, and fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart, there's a trembling question;&lt;br /&gt;Still I am sure that the answer's gonna come some how.&lt;br /&gt;Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle,&lt;br /&gt;And while I can think; while I can talk;&lt;br /&gt;while I can stand; while I can walk,&lt;br /&gt;While I can dream,&lt;br /&gt;Oh please let my dream come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Right now.&lt;br /&gt;Let it come true right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8085775842034792519?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8085775842034792519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8085775842034792519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8085775842034792519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8085775842034792519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-i-can-dream.html' title='If I Can Dream'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8344547208299296937</id><published>2008-01-12T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T05:22:39.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Old</title><content type='html'>Haha... 2008 has started, and like all year-starts, my birthday has come and gone. Still rmb last year's birthday, where I was genuinely touched that a class that I knew for 2 days would actually buy a cake for me, write me a card with everyone's well wishes on them just for me! Of course I still rmb having my face smashed with the cake. LOL! And also who can forget my OG celebrating my birthday for me as well the very same day. Luckily I pre-empted their cake smashing routine and I deflected the cake to someone else! LOL! Haha... wonderful memories even though my OG has somewhat died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year definitely started more solemnly, obviously because of A levels and stuff... So everyone must mug more. So you can sense that people are more focussed in their work and really putting in effort to study harder and do their tutorials beforehand. So it was good that before we really started going down to crunch time, a bunch of us decided to spend my birthday together LANing and eating and the super nice Fish &amp;amp; Co Glass House. Was actually quite touched that they bothered to eat with me with my rather expensive consumption locales even though they all had budgets. So I was feeling kinda guilty (haha) so in an act of goodwill as well as appreciation for their friendship and attendance I offered to pay part of the bill for them who didn't did not mind paying the full bill themselves. To anyone of them who is reading this (yes I know I said b4 no one reads these but apparently there's alot of silent visitors...), don't feel PS ok? It was my pleasure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha if I was more mushy I would have wrote something like this:&lt;br /&gt;[Name]: [Reasons why I love you as a friend]. BUT! I'm not feeling mushy now cos I'm feeling very happy and not really mushy. Haha, so I'll post a lame but true tribute below. PS, don't worry when we are all going to army and separating I'll be super mushy and crying, yup so don't worry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mates who played/dined with me:&lt;br /&gt;*Qihua: The Demure&lt;br /&gt;*CQ: The Adroit&lt;br /&gt;*Willie: The Ambrosial&lt;br /&gt;*JS: The Frolic&lt;br /&gt;*Dexter: The Unwavering&lt;br /&gt;*CM: The Prepossessed&lt;br /&gt;*KianPeng: The Distinguished&lt;br /&gt;*WeiZhong: The Aficionado&lt;br /&gt;*Hanlin: The Revolutionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my class who gave me a nice card and sang happy birthday to me on friday (actually I'm quite adverse to public displays of affection, yup singing happy bday songs count), and the comments/wishes inside were so much better than last year's generic comments of "god bless you" or "nice meeting you" or "hope to know you better soon" etc etc. LOL! Haha of course I don't blame them at that time la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok! Enough of last year! Must move on! Too many people in my life to cherish and not enough time! And A levels doesn't help either!!! So a big thank you to the others who wished me well through sms, personally, email, MSN etc (excluding the darlings already mentioned above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, Charmaine, Dawn, Benjamin, Timothy, HuiShan, Shumin, Xinyi, Mingshu, Samuel, Kelly, Dustin, Marcus, Lionel, Ian, 08s03L, Mr. Andrew Neo (LOL), Ivan, anyone else who I may have missed (sorry!, trying to recollect the smses... [I auto delete most messages]), my parents who have always been the best to me but I never reciprocate their agape love appropriately, and above all things, God for keeping me safe and opening my eyes to what truly matters and what I have to do to get things right in my life. Praise Adonai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. The nice group photos should be up soon... Maybe I should put them on Facebook...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8344547208299296937?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8344547208299296937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8344547208299296937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8344547208299296937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8344547208299296937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-old.html' title='I&apos;m Old'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-6047186058943252408</id><published>2007-12-31T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:03:49.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha... Wow. 2008. It's THE year. A Levels... Preperations for CV and testimonial, ARMY!!! AHHHHHH. And also a wide range of other activities that I'm intening to take this year, including Driving and SATs, both reasoning test and subject test (not very sure which ones, prob math and maybe chinese). Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time management - I really need that. If I'm even going to think of doing well, that has gotta be in the equation. I don't think I've even came close to fulfilling the true destiny that awaits me in academia... I'm still such an amateur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, happy new year everyone!!! Haha.. would be fun to see juniors in RJC. Hopefully I get to meet Josiah, Chester, JZ and other lovable juniors haha. Gosh. I'm J2 now. AHHH. Ok gtg need to finish holiday hw. ARGH. AND NAPFA THIS YEAR IS SCARY TOO!!! AHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-6047186058943252408?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/6047186058943252408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=6047186058943252408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6047186058943252408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/6047186058943252408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008.html' title='2008!!!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-2302689837712069155</id><published>2007-12-23T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:39:08.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuletide</title><content type='html'>LOL. No more emo joshua; back to the happy joshua that everyone knows and I love myself. Yay! Christmas is coming! For once, this year's Christmas has been especially memorable, even though we only went for a short 5 day trip. The key thing is to be thankful! And when we don't go on holiday... we SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I think this year, my family has spent crazily, though most of it for relative's presents and gifts... Chocolate, bicycle, candy, clothes, scarfs, wine, cutlery gift sets, cupboards you name it, we bought it. Of course, I'm not complaining about all the cool stuff I was able to buy myself haha... Maro... Scarf... Pants... Stripes... A whole collection of Kindaichi comics, some books (OK, some isn't really the word). Haha.. and you know what comes into your mind when you look at your glorious Christmas presents? Yes, "WTF, Why haven't I revised Organic Chem yet?" or "YIKES! School starts in 8 days and you havent completed your math HW!" or "YIKES! You haven't even filed your JC1 stuff!". &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's what goes through my head. Oh well, Christmas is the time of giving, so I'm giving these thoughts a miss, at least for now. Will be going for a Donut Factory outing with old friends on Boxing Day, then will take a chill for 1 more day and I'll finally scream that I don't have enough time. Lol. Ok. Updates: Maplestory has been deleted (again) because I've really spent too much time on it.  Warcraft will be deleted soon, but not yet, probably during March holidays. Argh! Will I still have enough time to watch america's next top model cycle 10 next year? I think I would be able to catch the Feb edition since it will end at around May, which is before mid years, but what about cycle 11? It starts in Sept and that's when it's in the thick of A lvls mugging time! AND!!!! What about Cycle 12!!! I'll be in army! AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-2302689837712069155?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/2302689837712069155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=2302689837712069155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2302689837712069155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/2302689837712069155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/12/yuletide.html' title='Yuletide'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-3574717299081930879</id><published>2007-12-15T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:31:56.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday tidings</title><content type='html'>Ok this is just a post to encourage me that life is not so bleak but in fact if you grab it hard on its head you can turn it around. Ok so what have I been doing this holidays? Well apparently I'm not the only one who has been doing very little studying or revising lol so ok nvm DONT COMPARE WITH OTHERS, DEAL WITH YOURSELF!! WHAT HAVE I DONE??!! Ok. At least I'm proud to say that I've made some decisions that would affect me more so in the long run. Firstly, I've learnt stockbrocking from my businessmen uncles (and father - but he's not a businessman) so I know which stocks to buy and sell and what to look out for next time to make a quick buck, but of course, it's a gamble (la). Secondly, I've learnt driving - yes - so that it can help me when I officially take driving lessons next year. I've driven circuits, learnt reverse parking and three-point turns, U-turn etc. Hopefully I can still rmb all these stuff next year. Arghs... must study the highway code together with SAT... grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least I'm glad that for the first time in my life, I have fully utilised a holiday to go out with friends and ppl that I care about deeply. I can't even keep track on the number of outings, no matter how big or small, that I've had this time, with Qihua, Dexter, Willie, CQ, Yuanzi, Junyi, Weizhong, Kian Peng, JS, CM, Dawn, Huishan, Timothy, Janson, Charmaine, Chester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and you can include Jonathan on maple too lol. So glad we kept in touch after not seeing him for so long after he quit bridge (and me shortly after ut nvm). Lol argh i miss old friends like calvin, ian, benoi and sms (altho we talk alot on msn haha). And to samuel, ty for sharing ur feelings with me after my rather er "emo"? post... lol... all the best man.. you can do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAN, Swimming, Golden Compass, Movies, Xbox, shopping, maplestory, J2 farewell, remedials, CIP etc.. argh so fun! If anyone of you reads this - I want to go on a swimming outing again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-3574717299081930879?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/3574717299081930879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=3574717299081930879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3574717299081930879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/3574717299081930879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-tidings.html' title='Holiday tidings'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8269774355063072952</id><published>2007-11-30T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T04:48:08.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is life? For one, I'm certain where I'm going after I die, and its definitely NOT hell. Call me preachy/spiritual/hypocritical whatever, I have put my full trust in Jesus Christ and I live my life not fearing death, but in fact looking forward to when the tales of Revelation come true and when kingdom come, we can all meet Him face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I ranting on about religious anecdotes after a long hiatus from blogging? It is exactly for the reason that no one looks at this that i dare to vent my innermost fears and anxieties. Let's face it - I live in Singapore. If suicide wasn't a sin explicitly mentioned in the Bible (to end what God has for you, a perfect plan for your life) I think I would have volunteerily killed myself to end my time on earth and go to Him, my eternal solace. Such a conditional clause, eh? Smart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So what causes me to write this? Simply I'm fed up. Fed up with myself and what a failure I've become. The star-studded days of long ago when I topped the class/school in almost everything and was always in contention of 1st place are long gone, and are but a transient fleeting shadow of the train wreck that is me now. What am i worth? My grades are hiddeous - worse than any Kevin Hall feather dress (yup, you get the severity now) - I'm ugly, I'm not nice to look at, I have a horrid body, even worse stamina, I'm not rich, I'm getting sick of my parents (even though they love me to shreds), I miss the good memories of friends last time (no offense to the friends I have now, you guys are great [why am I even saying 'you'?, it's not as if anyone is reading...]), my future ambition is screwed up and I'm a lazy bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my CV will be like. Everyone is so much better, 5 As, 100 CIP hours, Councillor, CT Rep, CCAL, CIP Trips, Valedictorian, National Athlete, Mr. Hot Body etc... What will I be? How in the world am I ever gonna stand out? I can't just keep counting on my oral and written skills can I? "Hi, I'm very articulate but my grades leave more to be desired" against "Hi. I have a perfect SATS score. Period. Fullstop. End." End of argument. Period. Fullstop. End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder. Why must life be so harsh? I can't even live the way I want to. I want to explore the world! I want to care for others! Make others feel loved, feel that there's someone who care (someone = GOD), OR I want to write for my life! I want to look at nicely written manuscripts and edit them! Or arrange advertisements in fashion magazines, or entertainment magazines... And what am I stuck with? Pursueing the harshest of occupations - doctor - and I would have to somehow bitch (ie. interview) my way into med school with my crappy results, and there, meet the rest of the bitches with perfect SATs and GPA 4.0. Why can't life be easier? Why? Is it because we are here for a trial? If it is I pray it ends soon. I accept my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed. Everyone has CIP attachments. Everyone has stellar grades. Hot bods. Pretty faces. Rich parents. Horrendously high CIP hours. Councillor. Responsibility. Things that will look good on their cert. What will mine be? Joshua Lim - a proud member of RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life? I dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8269774355063072952?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8269774355063072952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8269774355063072952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8269774355063072952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8269774355063072952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-life-for-one-im-certain-where.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1062211070306507647</id><published>2007-08-31T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T07:30:10.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you chose AX - your Enneagram type is SEVEN (aka "The Enthusiast").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am happy and open to new things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventurers are energetic, lively, and optimistic. They want to contribute to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Along with Me:&lt;br /&gt;Give me companionship, affection, and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Engage with me in stimulating conversation and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate my grand visions and listen to my stories.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to change my style. Accept me the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;Be responsible for youself. I dislike clingy or needy people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Like About Being a SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;being optimistic and not letting life's troubles get me down&lt;br /&gt;being spontaneous and free-spirited&lt;br /&gt;being outspoken and outrageous. It's part of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;being generous and trying to make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;having the guts to take risks and to try exciting adventures&lt;br /&gt;having such varied interests and abilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Hard About Being a SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;not having enough time to do all the things I want&lt;br /&gt;not completing things I start&lt;br /&gt;not being able to profit from the benefits that come from specializing; not making a commitment to a career&lt;br /&gt;having a tendency to be ungrounded; getting lost in plans&lt;a href="http://henrygrey.eu/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;or fantasies&lt;br /&gt;feeling confined when I'm in a one-to-one relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENs as Children Often:&lt;br /&gt;are action oriented and adventuresome&lt;br /&gt;drum up excitement&lt;br /&gt;prefer being with other children to being alone&lt;br /&gt;finesse their way around adults&lt;br /&gt;dream of the freedom they'll have when they grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENs as Parents:&lt;br /&gt;are often enthusiastic and generous&lt;br /&gt;want their children to be exposed to many adventures in life&lt;br /&gt;may be too busy with their own activities to be attentive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1062211070306507647?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1062211070306507647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1062211070306507647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1062211070306507647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1062211070306507647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-chose-ax-your-enneagram-type-is.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-4007691260195827619</id><published>2007-08-11T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T07:15:28.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hairspray fever!! Wee!!! I can't wait to watch!!! Argh! So cool!!!! I've waited so many months for this movie! How many? Well, since September 2006, so that would make it around 10 months. Yups. That's how long. And it's so cool that I managed to make Dawn and Charmaine go crazy over the soundtracks Haha so we can together entice ppl to watch. Hairspray will rank among one of my top 5 favourite movies, but my #1 movie is still untouchable. Just for fun, my top movies are listed below for no apparent sudden reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;2) Dinotopia&lt;br /&gt;3) Flowers In The Attic&lt;br /&gt;4) Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;5) The Land Before Time&lt;br /&gt;6) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;7) Grease&lt;br /&gt;8) Pirates Of The Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;9) Little Shop Of Horrors&lt;br /&gt;10) Panic Room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-4007691260195827619?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/4007691260195827619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=4007691260195827619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4007691260195827619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4007691260195827619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/08/hairspray-fever-wee-i-cant-wait-to.html' title=''/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-4201558058864981375</id><published>2007-07-14T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T04:54:16.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crashed Day</title><content type='html'>Wow. I was involved in a car accident today. It was so traumatizing. This stupid motorcycle suddenly crashed into our side when we were changing lanes. The driver was barely 20 cm away from the window which i was leaning on. SO SCARY!!! Anyways our insurance should be able cover for everything (damages, insurance payouts, hospitalization) even though both parties sued each other. There were no serious injuries through, just that the motorcyclist fell off his bike. I don't even think he got a few scratches and he started to act "big" wanting my dad to pay for everything. I'm like... HELLO???? YOU were the one who slammed into us, my dear friend, and HELLO??? WE got a huge dent on our side and long scratch too. And our side mirror got twisted too... HELLO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must really thank God though, that no one was hurt and that our hefty-premium-paid insurance has finally shown some of its practical value. Haha ok so anyway because of this stupid divergence i went to school late for CIP. I was originally intended to be there before 10 but i reached at around 10:30. It was Floorplay, some student-planned event where teams of 3 play floorball in an elimination style competition. My class was selling bubble tea, and I really pity the vendors invited there cos i think they lost money cos the turnout was quite bad, i think, ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, HuiShan, who organized the CIP part of the event, ordered 300 cups of bubbletea in the flavours of Grape, Honeydew, Milk Tea and Green Apple. Dawn, Taufiq and Amanda were already there when i came. Business was a bit slow for the first half of the morning and until early noon. Each cup of bubble tea was priced at $1.50 and all proceeds went to charity. Because of the dismal Floorplay turnout, HuiShan was worried that she would not be able to cover costs ($210), and with gentle announcements over the PA system to promote our stall, sales were still a bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we decided a different approach, which was to use a trolley provided by the cleaners and bring our wares nearer to the masses. Cos today, besides Floorplay, there was a Softball tournament and many CCA practices going around, so Jonathan and XianYing went around with a carton of drinks and came back with half of it (an excellent feat, considering the sales inside the MPH were only about twice the amount after a longer period). Hence, Dawn, HuiShan, Shumin and I (and Chester later on in the day) went to "cater to the masses" too, only this time we were more desperate to sell our drinks, so we basically approached EVERY SINGLE STUDENT/TEACHER that we came across and beggingly-pleaded with them to buy our drinks. It was funny that Dawn knew alot of ppl so she cld easily strike up convos and ask them to buy. HuiShan also knew some prefects. So anyway we went all the way to RI and even contemplated going door to door selling our drinks (omg. if we really carried on with that plan i dunno where to put my face, i rly admire salesppl that get rejected almost 95% of the time they do door to door marketing). We were rly lucky that there was some Red Cross event at RI and we managed to bulk sell our entire carton (in total we sold about 2 full cartons on these "mobile" trips). At the end of the day, we went back and were happy that sales had picked up back at the hall. This was probably due to the elimination of many teams already so now they were free to buy our drinks (LOL!) and the breaks in between the softball competition happening right beside the hall. I rested at the stall with Taufiq, Sneha and ZhiYang while the others went for their last mobile delivery. By the time they came back, we had only half a carton left, and when we counted we realized we had made a profit of about $190. We were so happy so we gave ourselves free drinks for all our hard work and drastically slashed the prices from $1.50 to $1 per cup to $2 for 3 (which comes up to 66 cents per cup - 1 cent profit per cup.... lol...). So ppl madly rushed to buy the remaining cups and we ended with $421.10 - $211.10 profit - more than 100% our cost price!!! YAY!!!! And we got CIP hours too... YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so HuiShan, Dawn, Taufiq, Sneha and I stayed all the way to pack up and we all went home. YAY! I clocked in 6.5 hours of CIP! Woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-4201558058864981375?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/4201558058864981375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=4201558058864981375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4201558058864981375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/4201558058864981375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/07/crashed-day.html' title='Crashed Day'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1592841735169310452</id><published>2007-05-09T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T02:16:45.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane</title><content type='html'>What a mundane day. School's becoming a bit boring now, not sure why. So many guys skipping maths lectures and it's really ironic because they'll also probably be the ones to score higher than me in the tests... Mus study hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so what happened? Well, the day was spectacularly boring and since our GP teacher was not here we decided to go to my classmate Dexter's house for fun, where we watched a super himbotic Water Boys show. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Broken Wing" by Martina McBride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1592841735169310452?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1592841735169310452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1592841735169310452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1592841735169310452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1592841735169310452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/05/mundane.html' title='Mundane'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-8792574039532354872</id><published>2007-05-01T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:43:07.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God In My Life</title><content type='html'>Lol. Didn't know how people know my blog even though it's so unupdated and I didn't tell anyone about it. Hmm... VERY freaky. And they actually remember what I typed. LOL. So I'm changing some stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well, how has life been? Whenever I think to myself how sad it may seem, I'm always cheered up by my attitude towards life. Seriously I think people are too concerned in their concern that life has no meaning. If it seriously has no meaning (which I believe is false) then just accept it and make the most of your meaningless life. OR you can use your "meaningless" life to make someone else's life more meaningful. Then yours will be too. LOL where did this come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm when was the last time i cried? Not sure. Is there a need to cry? Is it a sign of weakness as what everyone says? Well, I personally find no qualms in crying, BUT i do feel that time is wasted on crying when you can be thinking of a solution out. I always thought there were only 5 times you cried - birth (past), childbirth (not for me! lol), closer-parent's death (who knows I may die before them, you never know), spouse's death (hmm i think women live longer than men) and when Angel Gabriel tells you that you are not in God's book of Life (oh God, please have mercy on me and take me to heaven when I die). Hmm ok that was kinda morbi, but life is morbid and it's good i can adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I've been thinking. What life will be without God. It's so cool that so many classmates in my class are Christians (and good ones too), and I love all of them, seriously, they are really VERY good beacons of Christ. OMG i mean, man, I feel so lucky to know them. You look and Dawn, Hui Shan, Timo and Fel and you can tell their minds are so simple and their lives are so BLESSED. The verse really holds true then - if we turn from our wicked ways then I shall look down upon heaven and bless you. Wow. I love them. Timo is so nice to talk to. He's so simple-minded it's amazing and reassuring. Fel is just so ON FIRE, MAN! Dawn is so down-to-earth, so cool. Huishan is soooo NICE! It's really the fruits of the Holy Spirit - Peace, Joy, Love, Gentleness, Humility, Goodness, Patience, Self-control, Hope - I'm blessed. Oh and Sneha also. I wish we 6 could like regularly meet and discuss our faith, and bring more people to Christ, because he IS the way the truth and the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm if u wanna listen to a VERY nice inspirational song, listen to Faith Hill's "There Will Come A Day". It's amazing. Full of hope and with references to God as the omnipotent father. Oh man, I need to become closer to God. I've strayed too far. I love God and it'll be my disaster if i ever give him up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-8792574039532354872?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/8792574039532354872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=8792574039532354872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8792574039532354872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/8792574039532354872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/05/god-in-my-life.html' title='God In My Life'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-1779578105138493267</id><published>2007-03-16T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T04:33:16.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class outing</title><content type='html'>Wowow. My first official class outing. Of course this would be discluding the class dinner we had earlier in the year. This was different. This was more last-minute and more impromptu, hence I think it was really cool to see people who actually bothered to come as the meeting venue was like set 1 day before so if u really wanted to come down u must really really want to. And i was so happy with the turnout. Haha. Can never forget the 4 people class outing once... OK bad memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was earliest at Macs at ECP, and i saw Yuanzi, Xianying, Qihua and Dexter arrive. So i joined them. Played some really lame card game, but it was fun !!! Haha. Later we were joined by Tim, Jon, JS and Dawn (hey that rhymes!). We decided to go cycling, and our butts sure hurt! I was thirsty on the ride back that i just zoomed off ahead of everyone just to get a drink! Haha. It was then that William came after his training and Benjamin too. We ate lunch at Macs (glorious fast food =.= ) where we met XiuHue, and went bowling, among some highlights included Benjamin's strike and my total retardation at aiming. Well, at least i increased my all-time high score! Haha! It's actually quite fun when u dun get zeros. Anyway, we decided to spend even MORE money so we went pooling (is this the verb? or is it just "play pool"?). I think it was a very good first experience for me and i actually hit a ball diagonally across the table! Haha but the smoke in the area caused my eyes to tear and at the end of the day i was playing like a girl reading maps. Zhi Yang and Syafiq came also. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that when we had nothing else to do besides eating dinner, being 3L we stoned again and decided to give ourselves stuff to do. Hence we decided to go further away from where we were and landed up at Cineleisure! Yea! To eat dinner at the food court! Like, so cool rite! Anyway, (we're not that lame, la), we wanted to Kbox but it was so freckking EX so we decided to arcade instead. Played racing and 4 v 4 space hockey. LOL! Madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do u do when it's so late and u've had a blast with people you know and new frenships are borne and u realize ppl aren't all that bad and think that the boundaries between each other has reached a new level of non-existance! Yes! You go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we said goodbye and retired for the night, concluding a superb class gathering! Woohoo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-1779578105138493267?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/1779578105138493267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=1779578105138493267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1779578105138493267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/1779578105138493267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/03/class-outing.html' title='Class outing'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-815956828844223736</id><published>2007-02-27T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T06:34:44.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Chem lectures and screwed up computers</title><content type='html'>Of Chem lecture tests and screwed up computers. What can I say? Like, it was so freaking hard, and I'm referring to the first 3 MCQs. Like, upon collection of the results, and like upon 25, I only did 11 marks worth of questions caused I spent like 30 min on those freakin 3 marks and the last 10 mins for the rest of the 22 marks. So I think it's not bad to get 6 out of 11 marks that I did. So its 55% and I pass! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, disastrous tests aside (the first chem test I ever failed in my life), my computer has been screwy recently. First, my anti-virus software failed and lagged my com, and by the time i fixed it it had expired... =.= Then we went to buy the 2007 version of the anti-virus thing and realized we got cheated and so had to go back to exchange it for a better one. So, finally after that, before we could load it, I accidentally clicked on an MSN virus and got screwed =.= then after we rectified it by system restore, my dad did something and caused all webpages to be blocked, so we had to take the computer down to some centre to fix it, then went back and realized it was the modem that was spoil, so brought that to the fixing centre, and finally when everything was fixed, we tried to install the new anti-virus software but it was so laggy my com crashed and it wasn't until the next day I could function the thing. and FINALLY, it crashed again when doing the first virus scan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, OMG! Com is soooo screwed! I wanna new com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-815956828844223736?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/815956828844223736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=815956828844223736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/815956828844223736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/815956828844223736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/02/of-chem-lectures-and-screwed-up.html' title='Of Chem lectures and screwed up computers'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-7929405632623559374</id><published>2007-02-09T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:18:43.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived... with music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ah-haha. It's been a long time. Wow. Since October. That's like... 4 months ago since I last blogged! WOW! So many things has happened since then. BB Passing-out parade, Chinese O Levels Exam, EOY Exams, Graduation Ceremony, Graduation Night, church camp, L'audeamus, 08S03L, Chinese Os results... and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Indeed it has been eventful. So maybe this blog shall die out again in a few days/weeks/months, but as of now i shall blog about yesterday, 9 feb. Well, as most everyone should know, it is day of getting back o level chinese results. I must say that i wasn't really anxious at all cos i knew the minimum i would get would probably be a B3, based on the paper difficulty, but then again thinking about how things could turn out so wrong since it is out of your hands, and hearing YCM speaking over the mic how we were below national average, and seeing everyone clammering in fear and anxiety, i sorta hyperventilated too and the feeling about 3 seconds before you get your results slip was like a euphoric drug-like high. seriously. must be all the adrenaline and testosterone rushing to the head. wouldn't want that feeling again though, it's VERY scary. so anyway i got as what i expected and was actually overjoyed, but then seeing that everyone got A2 and A1 i got quite sad cos that meant I didn't really stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT then again seeing batchmates break down in tears behind doors, now THAT was scary. I couldn't really comfort them though cos i dont them and if i said i know i how it feels i would be a hypocrite cos i dont. Well, at least all my close friends got good grades (meaning B3s to A1s), like Jonathan, Benoi, Ian etc, so it was cool and the atmosphere was joyous. but i came to a realization that this was it - this was the LAST official RI event of our lives. No more RI student. The next time we came we would probably just alumni. :( Sad, but then again JC life is so wonderful with my great class that for now i cant care less about RI. I'm taking it all in, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK anyway after that everyone was kinda disoriented due to the sudden trauma-lessness, so there was some scrambling about what to do, so finally i decided to visit timothy's house for fun since i had nothing to do. Took the MRT to Paya Lebar, all the while talking about his favourite subject - gym. It's so funny that him and i can actually talk about gym all the way. LOL! I mean, just look our different bodily shapes.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to his condo, called Makena Something, and i was immediately enthralled in the picturesque scenery from the 20th storey. WOW! Lovely sea, lovely beach and lovely 4 year olds chasing after tennis balls. So we spent time looking at his Whistler and Japan photos, bringing back memories for both of us... I remember my 1997 Japan trip too. so wonderful... and my whistler trip in 2002... breathtaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that cos his com was too laggy to play Little Fighter 2, we decided to listen to his home-creation songs on his piano. Seriously man, this dude's got talent. Songwriting and playing. Wow. The melodious tunes engulfed the room, and secretly one of my favourite passions is to listen to good piano... :P So anyway he played 2 of his songs for me and 1 masterpiece. All 3 were great and I really enjoyed myself just in simple life pleasures as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was nearing 6 and i bid him adieu and took a taxi home in time for my bridge tournament...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-7929405632623559374?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/7929405632623559374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=7929405632623559374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7929405632623559374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/7929405632623559374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2007/02/revived-with-music.html' title='Revived... with music'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-116134200165255493</id><published>2006-10-20T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T04:00:01.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>i'm so bored after the tests... anyone wanna recommend any games i can play? and congratz to jeffrey sebelia for winning project runway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-116134200165255493?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/116134200165255493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=116134200165255493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/116134200165255493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/116134200165255493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/10/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115969887223713537</id><published>2006-10-01T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T03:34:32.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakaway</title><content type='html'>So funny. How relationships turn out. In my years in Sec school I have had contravention of ties with a few people, some of which I regretted and we mended ties and our relationships have gained ground then. But yet there are others that after which, I feel just so FREE! Let me give a breakdown for my own memory purposes. Haha... I don't forget that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonng. 4 Times (3 public). 1st: Raffles' Next Top Bitch (the blogging title) and Raffles' Next Top Bitch (the real thing). 2nd: can't remember, hmm... was it because you left me out of something? pls tag and tell me if you rmb. 3rd: RE2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ianap: Once. Secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benoi. Once. One-sided. Queer. Strange. Ridiculous. Perplexing. How amazing it turned out. Opening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moon: ahh.... who's the moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Calvin and Samuel I've never broken ties with. Haha. I love Samuel! Why are all of you taking a separate JC combo as me? ahhhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115969887223713537?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115969887223713537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115969887223713537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115969887223713537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115969887223713537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/10/breakaway.html' title='Breakaway'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115839733369975209</id><published>2006-09-16T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T02:02:13.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Buzz</title><content type='html'>The time has come again for the season of reality shows. Among the newest seasonal inclusions include Survivor 13: Cook Islands, The Amazing Race 10, America's Next Top Model 7 &amp; The Biggest Loser 3, as other seasonal shows come to an end, namely Big Brother 7: All Stars, Singapore Idol, Project Runway 3 and Britain's Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that the final 3 of Project Runway will be Michael, Laura &amp; Jeffrey, with Uli being the last contestant to be eliminated, and Michael winning. I predict Abigail &amp; Lianna to be in the final 2 of BNTM, with Lianna winning, and Jonathan to be the next Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My predictions for the Amazing Race 10 are: for final 3 -- Tyler &amp; James, Rob &amp;amp; Kimberly &amp; Lyn &amp;amp; Karlyn, with Tyler &amp; James to win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My predictions for Survivor 13: Cook Islands is Becky Lee, not just because she is Asian, but also because of the sequencing of the starting credits (you know, the one where they show the people's faces and their names?) with relation to the 13th season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been checking up on previous season's opening credits and I've seemed to uncover a conspiracy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 1 (Richard) appeared between Sonja (1st out) and Kelly (1st runner-up), both "1st"s&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 2 (Tina) appeared last in her tribe [representative of being the last man standing]&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 3 (Ethan) appeared 3rd last in his tribe&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 4 (Vecepia) appeared 4th in her tribe&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 5 (Brian) appeared 3rd in a tribe of 8 [8-3=5]&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 6 (Jenna) appeared 6th overall&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 7 (Sandra) appeared 7th overall&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 8 (Amber) appeared 8th overall&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 9 (Chris) appeared 9th last&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 10 (Tom) appeared between Wanda (2nd out) &amp; Caryn (5th placing) [2x5=10]&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 11 (Danni) appeared 11th overall (with inclusion of Bobby Jon &amp;amp; Stephenie)&lt;br /&gt;Winner of Survivor 12 (Aras) appeared 12th overall (when they were originally 4 tribes, not 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, looking at these theories, Becky, appearing 13th in season 13, has a 8/12. or 67% chance of winning the competition. Considering she's on the strongest tribe currently, and also the usual "evening out" of the winners across genders, the current million-dollar winners include 7 guys (including Rupert who won America's Tribal Council) and 6 girls, so it following the pattern [again!] a girl should win, so who else would have the better chance of winning either than the 13th-appeared girl with a 67% chance of winning who is currently in the strongest tribe, and with CBS producers pushing for a non-caucasian winner to add diversity to the show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my predictions are for Becky Lee to take the crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My predicted merged tribe: Asians - Yul, Brad &amp; Becky, Caucasians - Adam &amp;amp; Candice, Latinos - JP &amp; Ozzy, African-Americans - Sundra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other wildcard picks would be Jenny (Asian), Parvati (Caucasian) &amp; Nate (African-American)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if all my predictions come through, you heard it first here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright. Do not use my "survivor-chart" on other reality TV forums, I'm also an avid reader of these kinds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115839733369975209?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115839733369975209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115839733369975209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115839733369975209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115839733369975209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/09/reality-buzz.html' title='Reality Buzz'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115814659339864266</id><published>2006-09-13T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T04:23:13.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog In Hibernation</title><content type='html'>Sigh. This last stretch of secondary school life will be a tough one. Magship. Math TA 5. Philosophy Final Essay. Chinese Prelims. Math Test. Chemistry Open Book Assignment. Book Club. Math TA 6. CT2. Chinese O Levels. Man. This is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that... Woah.... Graduation Dinner.... Holidays.... South Africa... Japan... Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this blog will be kinda dead from now on. Probably a bit of reprieve after CT2 and before O Levels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw fyi Mike thrashed Erika and won Big Brother 6-1. Whee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115814659339864266?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115814659339864266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115814659339864266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115814659339864266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115814659339864266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-in-hibernation.html' title='Blog In Hibernation'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115764073314006153</id><published>2006-09-07T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T07:52:13.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days And Ticking</title><content type='html'>Sigh... What has life come to. Sometimes I ask myself whether it was really for the best of me that I did well since I knew I was studying. I mean, seriously, there's always the talk about getting into a good Secondary school to pave a good path for your future, but then, is this really what I want? They say it's for our benefit. While I do not disagree that it would probably give us an edge in the job market, I just can't seem to stop thinking that I'm such a lonely guy. It's bad enough when you don't have any one to talk to when you reach home except your parents, and trust me, I love my parents, but sometimes it can get pretty screwy. Maybe that's why I always seem to enjoy and catapult myself into the rich world of stories that make me fantasize... Fantasize of a world of what ifs. What if I was good at sports. What if I was the brainiest guy in the world. What if I was a criminal mastermind. What if I was a serial killer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not specialized in anything. I'm neither here nor there. What am I to become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. This is life. I don't really get the meaning. Sounds cliche, but I seriously don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115764073314006153?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115764073314006153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115764073314006153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115764073314006153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115764073314006153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/09/3-days-and-ticking.html' title='3 Days And Ticking'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115720261592384225</id><published>2006-09-02T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:10:15.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic</title><content type='html'>It is really ironic. Extremely. For someone with so much dirty laundry to want to threaten me with baseless rules and regulations that you make up in hopes that you think I do not know the school guidelines. Well, go ahead and see if you can take me down. I hope you are reading this. If so please keep this the nearest you are from me as I can't stand you and stop contacting me. Keep to your words and completely sever ties with me, ok? Even if you can't be a man be a man of your baseless words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you ever thought you could make me succumb to your fancies by some naive SMS using school authority as your power, well well, at least I don't STEAL THINGS FROM MY FRIENDS ON THE PRETEXT OF BORROWING THEM, SEND FRIENDS DEATH THREATS VIA SMS AND KEEP HARASSING US BY PHONE AND OTHER MEANS OF COMMUNICATION. And I'm not gay and I have a perfect family and I have traversed much of the world. That's what I'm proud about. Sure, your grades are higher than mine. Good for you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone is thinking that this could be some form of defamation, let's just take it that I'm speaking to myself, shall we? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115720261592384225?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115720261592384225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115720261592384225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115720261592384225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115720261592384225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/09/ironic.html' title='Ironic'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115711675775071830</id><published>2006-09-01T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T06:19:17.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A regular day</title><content type='html'>A regular day staying at home. Woke up at 1:30 pm after watching Final Destination 3 on youtube till 1 the previous night (or should I say morning) and started updating my Reality TV Catalogue. In case if you don't know, I'm a reality TV buff and I was collating last names of all contestants from Big Brother, Project Runway (inclusive of the models) and Manhunt. With these, I completed my catalogue and ended at around 4 pm, where I started playing maple for the first time in like 3 weeks, perhaps more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levelled up to 41 and finally added points to MP Eater. So cool! Just another level to a level 42 icarus cape and 2 more levels to my beloved maple lama staff! Then 4 more levels to my level 45 shoes, gloves and earrings, and finally at level 48 I can change into my oriental fury coat and finally at lvl 50 can change earrings, shoes, gloves and hat. Sigh. Don't think I'll ever reach there. I'm just losing interest in maple now. My short-term goals are only the cape and lama staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways this post concludes an extremely boring and meaningless day. And as my internet screws up, I can only look forward to the next gathering at Ian's house sometime in the September holidays to virtually bitch slap each other as we pull each other's hair, slam dunk our friends and rip up our clothes, covered with sweat and screaming for more... Yes, it's dead or Alive on xbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115711675775071830?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115711675775071830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115711675775071830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115711675775071830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115711675775071830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/09/regular-day.html' title='A regular day'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115702821158604833</id><published>2006-08-31T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:00:38.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakaway from hypocrisy</title><content type='html'>It is the time. I have endured enough. 3 long years of fake and never-meant-to-be friendship. The hypocrisy he showed me, the fakery, the absolutely haughtiness and pride over me, the superiority expressed in almost perverse fashion. I endured them foolishly for the past years and now, the time has come for me to completely, and for once, fully, as you put it yourself, sever ties with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I do not need you anymore, as all the while you have been using me, not even attempting to consider my feelings, stabbing me in the back, while I stupidly played around into your trickery as you jealously wanted to draw all my friendship to you alone, for you have no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, I wanna say, Good. Now shut the fuck up and get out of my life cos from 1st September onwards you are no longer a part of my life. Even if you try to backstab me and scheme your way to avenge yourself, I will take it as if it were a stranger. I hate you. I really do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, BB is over, our DMP modules are over, I don't need you in school, I don't even fellowship with you anymore, and it's time. In 3 hours time you will be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so my checklist:&lt;br /&gt;1) Delete number from handphone (CHECK)&lt;br /&gt;2) Block &amp;amp; Delete from MSN (CHECK)&lt;br /&gt;3) Delete Email&lt;br /&gt;4) Quit maplestory guild (or better still expel me :) saves my effort of logging in)&lt;br /&gt;5) Delete from buddy list on maplestory&lt;br /&gt;6) Any other memory of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115702821158604833?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115702821158604833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115702821158604833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702821158604833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702821158604833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/breakaway-from-hypocrisy.html' title='Breakaway from hypocrisy'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115702757311150176</id><published>2006-08-31T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T05:32:53.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing #2</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here's the day's 2nd post, about my second outing with friends in 2 days, which of course means that the 2nd outing was... TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we all went to school as usual cos it was teacher's day celebrations, and like, "celebrations" is such a hyperbole. I wouldn't really call 2 day work by the prefects to organize some piece of shit as celebrations really celebrations. Like, everything was so slapdash, but at least the singing bit was comical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, afterwards Jonathan left to go back to his primary for typical Teacher's Day visitations, while Ben, Calvin, Ian and I opted to go eat breakfast together at McDonald's before heading out for a movie. We took a MRT to City Hall where we traversed The CitiLink to Suntec City and Finally To Marina Square, where our cinema awaited us, and it was also there that Calvin left us as he had something on in school. So now there were 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waltzed over to the cinema and decided upon The Devil Wears Prada, but since it only started at 2 pm, we had 2 hours to burn before the show started, and since we couldn't enter the arcade because of our school uniform, we settled upon bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our scores (1st game):&lt;br /&gt;1st: Benjamin --&gt; 78&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Ian --&gt; 71&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Me --&gt; 48 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our scores (2nd game):&lt;br /&gt;1st: Ian --&gt; 81&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Benjamin --&gt; 79&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Me --&gt; 45 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just suck at bowling la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we walked around a bit more before buying atrociously priced nachos and entered the cineplex. Inside, we watched as an Indian woman lost her seat in the cinema, who had also earlier abandoned her mother and children at the cinema entrance. Like, lol. Was this her first time at a cinema?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the show lasted for aprox. 2 hours and we came out at around 4:15 pm, and Benjamin went to meet his mom at Raffles Place while Ian and I took the MRT back home to Pasir Ris. We separated there, as he went to take bus 88 while I went to take bus 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ian saw his ex primary school classmate at the bus 88 queue, like, lol! We were avoiding our primary school history when we just so coincidentally met someone. Must be twisted fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I reached home around 5:30 and that too ends another memorable experience with close, genuine friends, something that I can take pleasure in that some people that I know of and wish to forget can never ever experience in their lives. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115702757311150176?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115702757311150176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115702757311150176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702757311150176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702757311150176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/outing-2.html' title='Outing #2'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115702406403785413</id><published>2006-08-31T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T04:34:24.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing #1</title><content type='html'>Woah! These past 2 days have been filled with so much that's going on, that I'm gonna post 3 separate stuff about it. The first, which is this, is about my outing at a friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th August. Ian's house. 10 am. Xbox, games and excursion to Pasir Ris Park. The date, place, time and agenda. Invited: Jonathan, myself, Benjamin and Calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I myself staying barely 3 minutes drive away from Ian's house... arrived later than Benjamin &amp; Jonathan who lived in Bukit Timah and Ang Mo Kio respectively by 5 minutes, like cool! I overslept and fell asleep during breakfast! 10 am is too early man, before my Saturdays were taken up I usually woke up at around 3 pm, when I slept at 10 pm the night before. Hmmm... 17 hour sleep. That's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as usual Jonathan, being a maplestory addict, was already playing maplestory by the time I reached there, and he was attempting to kill himself in the Cerebes map as he had only 0.12%. As Benjamin and Ian watched, I too trained my own character a bit before we went upstairs to the attic to play Halo. I teamed upwith Ian, while Ben and Jon took the other side. Jon is like, freaking lousy at Halo. I like, killed him 15 times, while Ian maybe almost twice my score... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I was right in front of his face, he couldn't even aim properly, and all I had to do was calmly walk straight up to him and melee him til he died. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that we did some racing where I came in last again, before we went back down to Ian's room to play more maple, and I tried to level and complete Alpha Platoon's quest. Soon after we got sick of it again and Benjamin and I went back up to the attic to play a new fighting-styled game called Dead Or Alive, while Ian and Jon stayed in the former's bedroom playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dead or Alive turned out to be some kind of bitch-slut-whore fight, with Ben and I purposely choosing female characters dressed in a plethora of ridiculous outfits, ranging from cheongsams that wouldn't rip no matter how many 180 degree kicks she made, a black bikini showing off her bouncing assessts, almost guiltily, to a small girl wrapped around a giant red ribbon. It was like, so cool! The entire game, Ben and I were slapping, punching, tossing, kicking, slam-dunking and skidding under each other as the two girls screamed, shrieked, pulled the enemy's hair and what nots to be the winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was so slutty that I enjoyed it so much and laughed till my diaphragm hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while we were still bitch slapping each other virtually, Ian and Jon came up and we decided to order pizza in. While we continued playing, Calvin arrived and stayed with Jon and Ian in the room. Soon the pizza came with our Super Supreme, Chicken Supreme, 2 Garlic Breads and Pepsi, all free cos Ian's grandma refused to accept our money to pay her back. You go granny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had some dessert in the form of Durian and Chocolate cake that my mom bought as a gift for us as a tea break. After our meal, because it seemed as though it would rain anytime soon, we proceeded back to Ian's room instead of going to Pasir Ris Park, as originally planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, we watched Disney's High School Reunion, and I just don't understand these cheesy childish and cliche feel-good family pics. Like, eew! Why can't we watch Saw or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the 4 glued their eyes to the screen, I played maplestory again and proceeded with the quest. After which, when the stupid musical show ended Ben and I went up to the attic to play Dead Or Alive again, while Ian and Jon stayed behind to watch RV with Calvin. The same hilarity ensued as we power-kicked our way to electrocutions and incinerations. Soon Calvin, Jonathan and Ian joined us and we went into a 4 player mode battle. It was so crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we played on, the rain eventually stopped and we decided to go to Pasir Ris park to rent bikes and cycle. Sean, Ian's brother, tagged along too on his own bike. Alas! The bike shop was closed and in the end, partly because Ian's heel broke off, we just bought some ice cream and headed on back, after Calvin took some rides on Sean's bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, greeted once again by Ian's blonde bitch (literally), we proceeded to Ian's room where Ben and Jon decided to burn RV into a CD while I ONCE AGAIN tried to complete my quest on maplestory. Soon, we all (excluding Ben who was still burning the CD) went to the attic to play Dead Or Alive. It was pure mayhem as we soon all found our niche characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan: power-kicker Kazumi with the killer dagger and sneaky karate chops&lt;br /&gt;Ian: Ayanna the ribbon-tied elf-like ninja with the killer 4-kick-slap-punch combo&lt;br /&gt;Calvin: Heavyweight European chick Helena with the all so signature "he-he-he" triple kick&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Tina the sexy bikini clad blonde bombshell with the cataclysmic pick-up and slam-dunk trick&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin (who joined us later): Leon the super super super super fat cowboy who  KO-s peeple by ramming them with his fat thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all laughed our way to 6pm where Jonathan and Benjamin had to go. Just as they were leaving Ian's mom came back with cake and invited all of us to it, of which we did, before she fetched Jon, Ben and Calvin to the MRT station as it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian stayed behind with me until my mom came. In the mean time Sean helped we complete the Alpha Platoon quest. Yay! I got a scroll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes my mom came and Ian escorted me umbrella in hand, as we waved goodbye to another plesant outing with amity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115702406403785413?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115702406403785413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115702406403785413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702406403785413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115702406403785413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/outing-1.html' title='Outing #1'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115695033266997446</id><published>2006-08-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:05:32.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies, Wenjun, the vile is not thee</title><content type='html'>Wenjun, this goes out to you. I apologize for being so tactless in my previous 2 posts, regarding grad dinner and all that. I was too carried away by someone else that I'd really hated and detested then, and I foolishly dragged you into the same mire as I did to him, which is obviously not the case. You are WAAAAAAAAAY better than him, and if you need any more confirmation, I don't know, but I'd just like to say that it's all the clockwork of a "someone", and that I still treasure you as a pal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115695033266997446?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115695033266997446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115695033266997446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115695033266997446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115695033266997446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/apologies-wenjun-vile-is-not-thee.html' title='Apologies, Wenjun, the vile is not thee'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115686163734416252</id><published>2006-08-29T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T07:27:17.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DMP is... over! So is my drive</title><content type='html'>Wow. I can still vividly recall the anticipation that I had before DMP started, the freedom of the lessons we chose to take, the abundance of free periods, as well as the lessened amount of homework and the liberation to wake up later and go home earlier, not to mention less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks to a very crazed teacher of mine who suddenly revealed to us that she had a soft spots for tying strings into beautiful bundles of absolutely no use whatsoever, oh sorry, knots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a breeze, literally, you enjoy it when it blows by you, you really want it to last longer, but it can't and you know it can't, and soon it blows by and you are left standing in the heat, wondering where it went and still standing... in the heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to let go too well. Everything that I know of is coming apart. With the closure of my Biology, Geography, Social Studies &amp; Chemistry CA marks, I can only look back in horror at the former subject and wonder how I could have dropped a grade in it - my forte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to fight for now, my CCA is over, and I feel very at ease with myself; I'm happy to have been in such a warm and friendly CCA environment for the past 4 years, and the best of parts of my life happened to be in it... One of which was the recruits saga... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my Physics CA, with the completion of the magship PT, it's over too. Chinese is ever-going, so it doesn't really matter, same for English, which I should get a 4.0 easily. I'm worried about maths. I really want to score well at the end of this year. I dont wanna screw my life and get jilted to a bad science class... Then i'm condemned... Stupid la, why did I ever drop Literature for Geography? At least in Lit, I'm quite certain of a 4.0...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm quite aimless now. My studies have stagnated, I can't really excel anymore, I've reached my peak. CCA is over, there's no more thrill in afterschool activities, and there's no drive. I guess I'm some kinda guy that just needs work to get by. Man, this is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMP is over, so is my drive to succeed. I'm just dragging on as I prepare for Term 4 work and O level Chinese... Dang! This is sad... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115686163734416252?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115686163734416252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115686163734416252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115686163734416252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115686163734416252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/dmp-is-over-so-is-my-drive.html' title='DMP is... over! So is my drive'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115650545320243421</id><published>2006-08-25T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:02:58.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dota Frenzy turns to shades, among others</title><content type='html'>Went home after DMP today as usual, where I had to smile at Janson for 2 whole hours straight just so I do not jeopardize my SS DMP module project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I invited my friends over to my house since they were in the vicinity after skipping school today, namely Cai Qiang &amp; Privin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've reconciled with that black whore, and in case you haven't realized yet I've patched up with him. I really don't understand the metacognitions of life. First I should say Privin and I weren't very close when we were separated from primary 6 to sec 3. Then we were plunged together for OBS, then Raffles' Next Top Bitch, then the Greenwave separation and finally now. Wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways CQ taught us how to play dota, and apparently Privin is even more noob than me. hehe. But anyways I suppose like any other game, I'll probably lose interest in it as well after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for updates, this DMP module weeks, unlike so many, has been a total nightmare for me. Firstly the first 2 weeks were taken up by chem pt and RE and other chinese HW. Now the next 2 weeks are taken up by even MORE chinese hw. God help me! Procrastination knows me by name! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and our grad dinner table now has 9 people. It's like, woah! How did all these turn out? At first we were happily arranging a table of myself, Jonathan, Ian, Benjamin, Calvin, Zenn, Mingshu &amp;amp; Wenjun and just needed 2 people to fill the table, but of course, true colors soon showed and we had a faceoff between the 2B table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! It was hell cool! From the voodoo curses myself and mark rained down on the table to the background manipulation of other tables to add pressure on the 2B table to see it end and break up the allies, that was so gratifying and fun! I dunno why but I seriously get thrilled by these sort of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so the wretched 2B table, organized by Wenjun and powered by the oldy discovered "Student-Leader-Under-Training" were determined to see their table through and break down OUR table, and using their tactics to seduce zenn and mingshu over, so our table now was left with 5 people. I should say though that I'm extremely happy with this group of 5 that have not betrayed each other and moved to other tables even when the states of our table looked so dire, as in, seriously, there was even a night I was hyperventilating over it. Man, I needa cool down and just curse voodoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it all worked out for the best and we were able to see who were true friends that stood beside each other. Especially Benjamin who could have EASILY, really EASILY swayed to the 4G table but he didn't, and Ian &amp; Jonathan who could have resigned themselves to the 4H table, and Calvin whom I didn't even contact for weeks but still dutifully remained by our side to this present day! Good friends, this is what makes me say life in RI is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next step we did was to rope in my close ally Privin, and Privin's ally Mark, to make 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were left at 7 for a few weeks more, in the meantime attempting to get other allies to our table, all which failed because we seemed to be a tad too slow all the time. Alas! Just the last week to gather people, Joshua Heng &amp;amp; Benjamin Ong both came KNOCKING on our doors asking for seats, and we embraced them with open arms because they were both from BB AND LIBRARY AND The BB BAND, which they had many connections with in our table, so no one would be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we have it, 9 people, still waiting for the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, always waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115650545320243421?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115650545320243421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115650545320243421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115650545320243421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115650545320243421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/dota-frenzy-turns-to-shades-among.html' title='Dota Frenzy turns to shades, among others'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115591046262205757</id><published>2006-08-18T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:14:22.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagboard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay! i got a tagboard! ppl go post pls for fun! thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115591046262205757?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115591046262205757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115591046262205757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115591046262205757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115591046262205757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagboard.html' title='Tagboard!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115564934798616274</id><published>2006-08-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:42:28.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog's Extreme Makeover</title><content type='html'>woohoo! I finally gave my blog a new face lift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks so much better and sophisticated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive some strange parts in the blog now as I'm not done in the settings. Will do it as soon as I straighten my life out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115564934798616274?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115564934798616274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115564934798616274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115564934798616274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115564934798616274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-blogs-extreme-makeover.html' title='My Blog&apos;s Extreme Makeover'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115521709134733780</id><published>2006-08-10T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T06:38:11.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surburbia Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me start in an almost cliche manner. Today, my friends and I, namely Ian, Jonathan &amp; Calvin decided to have a fun filled day together, and thus agreed upon that the day after National Day would be an opportune getaway from the hustle and bustle of everyday's monotonous thing that is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we had planned for this for some time already, and had agreed on 8am at Ian's house as the genesis of our escapade. Well, apparently because of our innate natures and such, the host himself woke up at 8:20 am and rushed to be prepared for the advent of the guests. Well, I myself cannot really say much because I woke up at 8am and was eating breakfast en route in the car and scrapped in at around 8:30am. Jonathan was worse - he came at 9am,and Calvin, hmmm, he was so late we didn't even take note of the time. (No offence Calvin, we still love you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, the maple addict Jonathan kept bugging us to play Maplestory at Ian's study cum bedroom, but as we all know, that is quite spastic - the notion of going to someone's house to play an online game that we'll probably lose interest in and one that be played at your own home... Anyways we escaped his temptations (and he led me to stuuuuuupid Omega Sector, wasted countless scrolls to get to and from Orbis) and decided to play Xbox instead, more specifically, Halo, in Ian's attic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At 12 noon, the 4 of us packed up and headed to... Escape Theme Park! Well, Jonathan and I caught a lucky zephyr that blew our way when 2 girls sold us their NTUC-packaged tickets for $10, while Ian and Calvin had to buy theirs for $16.50 (oh this reminds me, Calvin you owe me $5.50). The first ride we took was some stupid flying teacup ride that made me sick from all the needless screaming, especially when the 2 young boys beside us kept staring at me screaming. Come on! I know it takes great courage for a full 16 year old guy to scream ok, so give the old guy some credit, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, I shall not bore you with boring recounts, but I shall pick out the interesting snippets, firstly the Burger King there is fucking exorbitant! $4.50 for a burger? I saw a lady ordering a full set meal ("set" is used liberally as every component of the meal cost money) for herslef and her child and the bill came up to $37.80, after which she went to the nearby Orange Julius to buy a drink...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The log flume was cool... The inverter seriously fucking SUCKS! The g force was so inconsistent I fell sick immediately. The family coaster was exhilarating! I actually lifted up my hands and yelped as the coaster came zooming down the 1m high rails! WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And did i forget to mention, Jonathan was so petrified of the the Haunted house that he literally clung onto me for dear life as we made our way through the house on foot. I mean, his shrieking, dragging of feet and his nails that still leaves scratch marks on my shoulder was WAYYYY more freaky than those stupid plastic manequins (oh sorry, "ghosts")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And i took the viking ship twice, for the first 2 times in my life. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So that concludes a most memorably boring day at escape which i tell myself is fun so that i will treasure for the many years to come before Christ's second coming and separates the sheep from the goats. We went back to Ian's house where we played racing and Cluedo (of which Ian and Jonathan can testify to my superior clandestine slueth, and that wonderful 5 minute game which i trashed both of them :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jonathan left at around 5:30 pm and I left too at 6:40 pm. Calvin stayed on. And have i mentioned how cute that squeeky dinosaur was? Squeek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shall end abruptly like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115521709134733780?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115521709134733780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115521709134733780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115521709134733780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115521709134733780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/surburbia-escape.html' title='Surburbia Escape'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115512386754358495</id><published>2006-08-09T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T04:44:27.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Race 10 Is Chugging Its Way To Singapore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey reality dudes and dudettes (is that how you spell it?!), the award winning Amazing Race is coming back for a tenth season, and I really think that there's really something wrong about the selection of cast, I mean, it's seriously seriously erm, diverse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The introductory goes something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[Team name with gender &amp; age]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[something "special" about them]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of [previous team]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Introducing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Tom (40,M) &amp; Terry (45,M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Special Mention (SM): A pair of dating gays in their 40s. How sweet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: practically any previous gay couple on TAR, i.e. TAR1's Joe &amp; Bill (Team Guido), TAR4's Reichen &amp;amp; Chip, TAR7's Lynn &amp; Alex etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Tyler (29,M) &amp; James (27,M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: A pair of good looking brothers that have *gasp* gone through years of drug rehab *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: another bad frat boys team, yes, that's right: TAR9's Eric &amp;amp; Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Vipul (29,M) &amp; Arti (26,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: The first ever pair of Indian-Americans to be on TAR. Way to go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: Hmm... were there any previous indian-american teams...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Kellie (22,F) &amp; Jamie (22,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: Typical young, blonde, plastic, country girls with a southern drawl. Cheerleaders too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: The past young, blonde, plastic all-girl teams. TAR4's Tian &amp; Jaree, TAR5's Kami &amp;amp; Karli, TAR6's Lena &amp; Kristy &amp;amp; TAR7's Megan &amp; Heidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Lyn (32,F) &amp; Karlyn (32,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: What can I say? A pair of black Alabama mothers (rather erm, abundant in certain places) who have known each otehr since 9th grade. awwww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: TAR4's Monica &amp;amp; Sheree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) David (32,M) &amp; Mary (31,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: A six-pac abs guy with a fat wife? Now that's what I call a diverse cast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: Another lovable couple with a fat wife. TAR4's Debra &amp;amp; Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) Bilal (37,M) &amp; Sa'eed (39,M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: The first ever Muslim-American team to be on TAR. COOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: As I've said, the FIRST Muslim team to race the race...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8) Rob (31,M) &amp; Kimberly (28,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: What's another six-pac abs guy doing with some spastic lady with a spastic smile on her face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: Er, no clear physical connection, but TAR4's Millie &amp;amp; Chuck, possibly because the girl is as spastic as Millie... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9) Duke (52,M) &amp; Lauren (26,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: What's the oldest guy in the race doing with a daughter whom they have just severed ties with and are on the race so that they can spend some last time before she leaves him? OMG... Oh btw, Lauren is also the first open lesbian to have been on TAR. Now I wonder why thier realationship was so rocky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: Other dad &amp;amp; non-lesbian daughter teams. TAR5's Jim &amp; Marsha, TAR6's Gus &amp;amp; Hera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10) Dustin (24,F) &amp; Kandace (24, F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: A pair of fragile looking Miss America contestants. Hmmm... There's defintely something wrong when these former pageant queens say that they're afraid of grass and water, respectively... hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: Other past pageant queens, TAR5's Erika, Nicole &amp;amp; Christie &amp; TAR7's Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11) Erwin (32,M) &amp; Godwin (29,M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: The first pair of Chinese-American brothers to be on TAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: The ONLY other Chinese-American contestant on the race. TAR3's Kathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12) Peter (35,M) &amp; Sarah (31,F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SM: An amputee with her boyfriend who is twice her height? Man, they really say correct when they say love crosses all boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--&gt; Reminds me of: TAR5's unforgettable Charla (and her cousin Mirna who was incidentally, twice Charla's height as well :)), who is the best racer of all time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, ok that's it folks, the roundup of the 12 teams who will be in the running for 1 million dollars come september!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cya all then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115512386754358495?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115512386754358495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115512386754358495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115512386754358495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115512386754358495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/amazing-race-10-is-chugging-its-way-to.html' title='The Amazing Race 10 Is Chugging Its Way To Singapore!!!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115504222935706904</id><published>2006-08-08T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:03:49.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy The Impetus Of A Falling Demise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My heart weeps but I can’t cry. The bench ever so loyally watching over the playground proves to be the only entity that watches over me as well. A tear struggles to get out but it cannot. It shall not. The stoic erect tree branches out soothingly and placidly, adding an almost surreal feel to the place, such a stark irony to the angst convoluted with melancholy I feel inside. The four concrete HDB blocks seem to stand tall and shower me from the hurt, but too confines me in the wallows of my pitiable self. The 9 o’clock sun caresses the cement walls as it bounces its way to me, although my face can’t bask in its glorious resplendence. It just seems to naughtily bend away from my bench and I. Children laughing might signal I have to stop crying and leave their place soon, but for this one special moment, it is mine. Leaves fall down and the sun finally meets my tear stained eyes. The warmth I feel all but dissipates again when I graze the hurt in my heart. That one single penetrative sentence, the catalyst of the repulsion, am I truly the cause of it all? Even if it were, I choose to reject it, for as those two sing praises to God, I am stuck here, sun in my face, leaves a falling, with the wooden bench as my friend… As I take my leave, fear not old friend, for as humanly realms have forsaken me, my friend, my pal, I am not one of them. As I’ll never forget the hurt, neither will I forget you. It is getting warmer now; I have to go. Which block should I go to? I choose the east, since that’s where you’re closest, bench. Ok. Here goes… Whee… The air brushes against me. I meet you down there in our hard embrace. I suddenly wish to back out, to just swallow my angst and just say I’m sorry, after all I still have to become a world-renowned doctor, and of course wood is hard. Bench, you tricked me, but I’ll never have the chance to sit on you again, let alone kick or destroy you, or see the sun rays, sashay in the falling leaves, sing those irritably harmonious church tunes, and say, “I’m sorry”. All that my worthless self is left now is a very painful crack of bones and other things that I wish not to recount, and a yelp of pain intertwined with a “sorry”, as the church tunes end and the pastor says his message, “Forgive one another, just as Christ forgave you…”&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/11353308-115504222935706904?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115504222935706904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115504222935706904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115504222935706904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115504222935706904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/08/melancholy-impetus-of-falling-demise.html' title='Melancholy The Impetus Of A Falling Demise'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-115193143687152585</id><published>2006-07-03T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T05:57:16.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idol 2006 is a ... HOAX!</title><content type='html'>It's all a hoax. The producers if u are reading this u better slap yourselves for being so manipulative. Just like all democratic processes in singapore, there is always manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dare say what i'm about to say isnt true? Then better clear all your documents of deceit before u sue me. So i see your top 3 has been chosen already... whoever said anything about meristocracy? what i see here is stipid manipulation regardless of their performance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say? All i can see is paul twohill's name in the top 5 paper. Couldnt see the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why did u push emilee in instead of meryl when the latter had the highest number of votes. oh u told her u wanted to make more money so send her into wildcard to let her crazy fans call in for her rite. wah. 60 cents per call and sms. That sure is alot of $$$! Even i dont mind telling her "but you will be a sure in one in wildcard show, so dont worry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the mathilda nurul mix up. Was it even a "glitch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure your "insite into matilda's star power" was accurate? think again. wonder why she's not in ur top 5 list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all thats left is to see who the other 4 are in the top 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya! producers! gurmit! and emilee whom i think will be first to face e axe of the producer's votes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-115193143687152585?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/115193143687152585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=115193143687152585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115193143687152585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/115193143687152585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/07/singapore-idol-2006-is-hoax.html' title='Singapore Idol 2006 is a ... HOAX!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-114355496631363733</id><published>2006-03-28T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T06:09:26.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable, just... adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm... The sec 1s are quite, I would say, unique and just... ADORABLE! I have to say the first day I stepped in was quite an informal entry and I had to put up a fracas of austerity to prevent any of them of taking advantage of my kindness. But anyway they have in fact grown on me and I now can't bear to part with them, but soon I must... Sobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-114355496631363733?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/114355496631363733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=114355496631363733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/114355496631363733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/114355496631363733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/03/adorable-just-adorable.html' title='Adorable, just... adorable'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-114319657855754939</id><published>2006-03-24T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T02:36:18.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh dear, it has been such a long time since I last posted something. I'm not really expecting people to read this, but anyways just to keep this blog functioning, I shall name my favourites of Reality shows and who will win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;American Idol 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Favourite: Katharine McPhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Possible Contenders: Mandisa/Chris Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just Eliminated: Kevin Covais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Survivor 12: Panama - Exile Island:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Favourite: Aras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Possible Contenders: Aras, Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just Eliminated: Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;America's Next Top Model 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Favourite: Sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Possible Contenders: Nnenna/Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just Eliminated: Kari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Amazing Race 9:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Favourite: BJ &amp; Tyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Possible Contenders: Eric &amp;amp; Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just Eliminated: Wanda &amp;amp; Desiree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-114319657855754939?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/114319657855754939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=114319657855754939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/114319657855754939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/114319657855754939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2006/03/prophecy.html' title='Prophecy'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111408218555325033</id><published>2005-04-21T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T04:16:25.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi everyone. I've yet to recover from my personal trauma, but I have crossed upon these few pictures of beautiful ladies posing as astrological signs. I can't seem to find Scorpio, however. "Sorry!" to all those scorpions out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The models are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Brittany --&gt; Sagittarius The Archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rebecca --&gt; Virgo The Virgin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Christina --&gt; Libra The Scales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Noelle --&gt; Leo The Lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Michelle --&gt; Aquarius The Water Bearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tatiana --&gt; Gemini The Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Naima --&gt; Capricorn The Unicorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tiffany --&gt; Cancer The Crab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lluvy --&gt; Pisces The Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kahlen --&gt; Taurus The Bull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Keenyah --&gt; Aries The Ram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Brandy [not shown] --&gt; Scorpio The Scorpion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that's just a random post of the month... Just to keep my account and blog functional and functioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, my blog will become dormant for a while, as I'm taking a break from Raffles' Next Top Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Until Privinnath Pillai's 3 month reign as RNTB is over, stay tuned for more updates on the second season of Raffles' Next Top Bitch. Who is it? It's all based on your votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This time, I'll be accepting nominations from YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes! No more list of suspects generated by me, but fully and officially nominated and supported by you yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gear up, stock up and beware, for when July comes, it is time for P.P. to hand down his crown and coronate the next top bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao! Audio! Bye! Zai Jian! Sayoonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111408218555325033?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111408218555325033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111408218555325033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111408218555325033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111408218555325033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/zodiac.html' title='Zodiac'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111337190234704861</id><published>2005-04-12T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:19:40.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song: He's So Shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi! I've decided to put up a song to express my feelings to the following people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jonathan Ng Pang Ern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oi Chee Hao Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ian Yap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teo Cal-vin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chang Chao Qun Janson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Soh Chih Yuan Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And probably:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ho Wen Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seah Ming Shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE'S SO SHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I saw him standing there,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna speak but wouldn’t dare,&lt;br /&gt;Something inside told me I’m right,&lt;br /&gt;And when looked that’s when I knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You wanted me too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s so shy [I just got to know him]&lt;br /&gt;He’s so shy [I just wanna know him]&lt;br /&gt;It’s that little boy that caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s so shy [I know I’ll love him]&lt;br /&gt;He’s so shy [I just wanna love him]&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll love him till the day I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's so shy [I really wanna hold him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's so shy [Can I just touch him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's too gorgeous to ever let by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's so shy [Tum dee tum tum]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He's so shy [Tum dee tum tum]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'll make sure he will never cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As I walked up to him there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He turned away and shook his hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I know, he loves me so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I'll love will forever grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But then he's just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He’s so shy [I just got to know him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He’s so shy [I just wanna know him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It’s that little boy that caught my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He’s so shy [I know I’ll love him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He’s so shy [I just wanna love him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I’ll love him till the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so shy [I really wanna hold]&lt;br /&gt;He's so shy [Can I just touch him]&lt;br /&gt;He's too gorgeous to ever let by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so shy [Tum dee tum tum]&lt;br /&gt;He's so shy [Tum dee tum tum]&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make sure he will never cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[FADE]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111337190234704861?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111337190234704861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111337190234704861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111337190234704861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111337190234704861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/song-hes-so-shy.html' title='Song: He&apos;s So Shy'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111337093747505416</id><published>2005-04-12T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T22:45:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Jonathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So many things have happened in these few days, and it has only gone to prove who I really treasure in life and what holds dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Particularly, I have to say sorry to my dearest friend and companion, buddy, pal and playmate - Jonathan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sorry for all the hostilities I've hurled at you and turned a darkened feature and facadic back of me on you. I feel so remorseful and foolish of my actions. How can I make it up to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm a little brat who is blinded by hatred and vengeance. My eyes have been unwillingly cloaked by the hands of deception and mists of revenge. My logical thinkings and psycotical neurima are all clogged and I jump to schizophrenic conclusions about whoever is closest to you hurts you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I now profess my unfound and utmost love for you! I really admire you and I adore you as a good pal who stays by me all these while even when I fly into my split personalities and the likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you for abiding in me and me in the vice versa. Your hands and embrace of warm friendship has truly melted my icy heart of cement. You defrosted my cold mind's thinking of there can be no best friends on this earth. The snow queen imprisoned in my treaches has been dethroned and flee from my temple like a boy with pants flaring in flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have now found a good friend. One who understands me for who I am. One who reciprocates the love I give him and knows when to approach me as who I am. I will always remember your kindness, your smile, your lovable squeek, your ever-cute face, your bodily smell (which doesn't smell of dead fish brought forth from a school bag), your greenish school bag, your innocent laughter, your madness at ABBA songs, your insanity at Math Assignment 3, and your Chinese Test that got 44 or 45 or 46 or 48 over 80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having said all these, I do now give this metaphor of honey and milk coagulating as it flows down the hinges of your flexes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I love you and until we sever ties, I will keep on loving you till the end of RI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your good friend, Joshua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111337093747505416?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111337093747505416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111337093747505416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111337093747505416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111337093747505416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-jonathan.html' title='I Love Jonathan'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111330517729729868</id><published>2005-04-12T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:26:17.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raffles' Next Top Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time is here... It is time to reveal "RNTB"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only two finalists remain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who will walk away with the inaugurable crown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stsy tuned, as we proclaim, Raffles' Next Top Bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before the reveal, I have to say this: I never say this coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, here's some words of thoughts from my heart as I crown you. Here's how I would describe you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;timid snake&lt;/strong&gt; hiding among the bushes, covering your faradic serendipity of your pure and sane cowardice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;hooded viper&lt;/strong&gt;, with visions blinded by pure ignorance if you were fortunate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You then too, are a &lt;strong&gt;backstabber&lt;/strong&gt;, traitor, betrayer, turncoat, defector, deserter and rebel terrorist. You claim to uphold justice and swear in your stupidity by that of pure insolence and self gratifying deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;scarred monkey.&lt;/strong&gt; You assert your prophecy of friendship as you warmly take me in and soothe me of my hurt. But you turned away! Your sheer act of turning the tables around might have gotten you quick and sudden moments of cardiac pleasure, but the haunting details are deeply embedded in my mind. I do not forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;foolish mudskipper&lt;/strong&gt;. You wallow in the muds of your sin and shout out "I am right" in the very eyes of whom you plotted to mock and slaughter. Your obnoxiously foul ways are doing you no good. I think even you didn't expect it to come this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are &lt;strong&gt;venomous prince in ladies' panty&lt;/strong&gt;. Your lilac gestures have all but put you in the limelight. You think you have distracted me from my cause, HUH! You have not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;midnight seductress&lt;/strong&gt;. You do a bad killing, and call upon me to cleanse you of your folly. What a hoax! You expect me to beleive that? I'm seemingly being brought into your cattails of deception and lies. Pushing the blame on others simply won't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;downright oblivious, horrendous, appalling, repulsive, stupid, atrocious, nasty, vile, creepy, haggard ingrate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm through! You intend to push the blame to my good friend? Think again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes! Raffles' Next Top Bitch Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;PRIVINNATH PILLAI, 3G!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!! You never saw this coming, didn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111330517729729868?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111330517729729868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111330517729729868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111330517729729868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111330517729729868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/raffles-next-top-bitch.html' title='Raffles&apos; Next Top Bitch'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111296558111619399</id><published>2005-04-08T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:06:21.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Elimination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi there lovablies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You may notice that I've not been posting for a good part of the week, as there seems to be something wrong with my Internet. Anyway, I've solved the problem and I'm back! Yes! So as to make up for the past few lagging days, I shall (unfortunately) delay the big reveal of the real traitor. In the mean time, I've decided to have a double elimination today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The lucky ones are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Soh Chih Yuan Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ho Wen Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That leaves only:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seah Ming Shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Privinnath Pillai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who will be Raffles' next top bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's the last clue: A few happenings have been occuring around school between Wednesday evening and today. My perception of paticularly one person has changed eternally and it has definitely left a mark in my mind as to who real friends are. Think about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's more to it than meets the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Look between the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Beware for a big twist in the game... You will never expect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111296558111619399?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111296558111619399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111296558111619399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111296558111619399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111296558111619399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/double-elimination.html' title='Double Elimination'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111269821404759930</id><published>2005-04-05T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T03:50:14.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From 5 To 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is time now to take a big shift in our search of the betrayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more positionings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more revealed votes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just one more clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Four days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day the truth is behold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From everyday until then, one person in the top five will be eliminated randomly until only 2 remain. Then, only then, will the person be revealed. The votes cast will no longer be shown so as to add suspense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for today, the lucky eliminated person to escape my building wrath (in fact I've already decided on the date to exact my revenge) is none other than ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ian Yap of 3H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That leaves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ho Wen Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seah Ming Shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soh Chih Yuan Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Privinnath Pillai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who will be Raffles' next top bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111269821404759930?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111269821404759930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111269821404759930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111269821404759930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111269821404759930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/from-5-to-4.html' title='From 5 To 4'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111252002566363221</id><published>2005-04-03T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:20:25.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've realized this bloggy thing is really sooooooooooo fun! It lets me air out my grievances and pain, and at the same time cause a mini buzz! As for the competition, the winner of the $15 voucher has already been determined, but I'll only reveal the winner and the betrayer this Friday. Anyway, I've further cut down the list of suspects to the final five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think you guys should know who I'm driving at now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The suspect list has been updated accroding to the number of votes now. Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Seah Ming Shu - 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Privinnath Pillai - 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Soh Chih Yuan Samuel - 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Ho Wen Jun - 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Ian Yap - 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clue 10: There seems to be a strange connection among 3 of the accused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111252002566363221?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111252002566363221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111252002566363221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111252002566363221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111252002566363221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/final-five.html' title='Final Five'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111236982599504494</id><published>2005-04-01T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:37:06.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes. More votes have been cast. There has been an unusual upsurge of votes for a few particular people. Hmmm... But at the same time, there was a convincing number of droughts for certain people, thus I have eliminated them. Here's the top ten. My very own top ten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUSPECTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Jonathan Ng Pang Ern, 3H - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Janson Chang Chao Qun, 3I - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Ho Wen Jun, 3I - 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) Ian Yap, 3H - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) Teo-Calvin, 3G - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8) Oi Chee Hao Benjamin, 3G - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9) Soh Chih Yuan Samuel, 3F - 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11) Seah Ming Shu, 3G - 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14) Privinnath Pillai, 3G - 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17) Noel Chua Ying Hao, 3H - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clue: The suspect is filled with guilt. Try asking sround :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111236982599504494?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111236982599504494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111236982599504494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111236982599504494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111236982599504494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/04/top-ten.html' title='The Top Ten'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111226989119582548</id><published>2005-03-31T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:51:31.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Eliminations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The votes have been cast... The results tabulated... Fifteen finalists are left... Five suspects will be eliminated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ELIMINATIONS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Marcus Ng Yew Yi, 3C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10) Hua Rong Bing, 3A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12) Wong Jing Ping, 3A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13) Cao Yu Bo, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;19) Mark Cheok Jia Rui, 3J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20) Lim Liang Jie, 3J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMAINING SUSPECTS &amp;amp; VOTES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Jonathan Ng Pang Ern, 3H - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Janson Chang Chao Qun, 3I - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Ang Zhao Hui Terence, 3D - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Ho Wen Jun, 3I - 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) Ian Yap, 3H - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7) Teo Cal-vin, 3G - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8) Oi Chee Hoa Benjamin, 3G - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9) Soh Chih Yuan Samuel, 3F - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11) Seah Ming Shu, 3G - 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14) Privinnath Pillai, 3G - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15) Zenn Chua, 3H - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16) Foong Yun Zhe Henri, 3I - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17) Noel Chua Ying Hao, 3H - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18) Jayaraman Ramasamy, 3G - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that's the veridict so far. Good job everyone, you're finally narrowing down the list of suspects. I'll provide more clues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clue 7: It's really, really, really, really, really, really, really not Janson Chang Cao Qun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clue 8: The votes don't lie. The ones with higher hits are more probable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111226989119582548?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111226989119582548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111226989119582548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111226989119582548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111226989119582548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-eliminations.html' title='The First Eliminations'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111217776400945979</id><published>2005-03-30T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T02:17:06.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List Of Suspects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is causing a little bit &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;much buzz and chaos. I'm sick of people continuously asking, pleading, smsing, screaming and begging me to tell them the identity of the person. Well, I've organized a list of possible suspects below, based on their own contributions and deductions. I've provided a few clues at the end of the list to help you narrow it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUSPECTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Jonathan Ng Pang Ern, 3H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Janson Chang Chao Qun, 3I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Ang Zhao Hui Terence, 3D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Marcus Ng Yew Yi, 3C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Ho Wen Jun, 3I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) Ian Yap, 3H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) Teo Cal-vin, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8) Oi Chee Hoa Benjamin, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9) Soh Chih Yuan Samuel, 3F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10) Hua Rong Bing, 3A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11) Seah Ming Shu, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12) Wong Jing Ping, 3A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13) Cao Yu Bo, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14) Privinnath Pillai, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15) Zenn Chua, 3H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16) Foong Yun Zhe Henri, 3I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;17) Noel Chua Ying Hao, 3H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;18) Jayaraman Ramasamy, 3G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;19) Mark Cheok Jia Rui, 3J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20) Lim Liang Jie, 3J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NOTE: Some, or most, of these suspects here are red herrings, meant to lure you away from the truth. Take your time. Read the posts on "Plots" &amp;amp; J@n50n" for more clues. Watch out for time, reactions etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, the sentence on the sms message recieved by me on the post "Plots" was a decoy. The person who sent it is my good friend, not the person I am targetting, so don't get mistaken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, as promised, here's the clues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clue 3: I did mention that the person who betrayed me was a good enough close friend to hurt me so badly to resort to what I am doing now. I did not lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clue 4: Janson sent the sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clue 5: I detest some people in the above list. That's why maybe I included them although they have no importance to this case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/11353308-111217776400945979?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111217776400945979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111217776400945979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111217776400945979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111217776400945979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/list-of-suspects.html' title='List Of Suspects'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111208108354934290</id><published>2005-03-28T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T02:17:55.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J@n5on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Jonathan said to Janson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Janson: "I've severed ties with him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jonathan: "What happened to you and Joshua?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Did you send that message?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Ya..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"It's you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"He wrote about you in the blog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Huh? About what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"About your betrayal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Huh? When did I? Oh... Must be the chemistry project. We left him out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Oh... He was writing about your backstabbing. He wanted you to die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Wait wait wait. I'll read this weekend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Oh, you haven't read it? Then never mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All these are excerps from Jonathan Ng Pang Ern of Class 3H In Raffles Institution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clue 2: He's not Janson Chang Chao Qun of Class 3I In Raffles Institution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111208108354934290?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111208108354934290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111208108354934290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111208108354934290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111208108354934290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/jn5on.html' title='J@n5on'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111201093337016787</id><published>2005-03-28T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:58:35.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to start a little buzz... Something about the guy who betrayed me... In the previous blog I mentioned secretly scheming against him to plant my revenge, well, while that is still the case, I seemed to have come up with another mode of seeking thrill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am now offering a $15 Tronky voucher to the first person that accurately submits and states who he thinks is the person I'm referring to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It could be you ... or you ... You never know... Until I reveal his name for all to see. I'll do that once I recieve the correct answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, that would seem too simple right? Well, I've decided to raise the stakes. I would need at least 20 people to reply to me about who they think is the correct person before I ever reveal him. If not, I will not reveal... And maybe you will incur my wrath without knowing why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, treat this as a way to precaution yourself! So, start cracking! I'll be posting more clues about this guy as the week progresses. Contest ends end of next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Get your friends, your relatives, your classmates, and read the clues and tell everyone about what he did. Tell everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S. You have a maximum of 2 chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No cheating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you. I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First clue: He's a Rafflesian boy... [duh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111201093337016787?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111201093337016787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111201093337016787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111201093337016787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111201093337016787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111181874690743573</id><published>2005-03-25T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:32:26.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My circle of dwindling acquaintances is so deeply intertwined in my emotions. My dearest, or maybe not, friends, took a turn towards with, bearing a knife, left a trail of deceit as I'm pushed to a corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Betrayal is cruel. Betrayal is painful. It hurts to know that a close friend has some other motive for gaining your trust. You thank the heavenly realms for sending a good companion to you, someone to share your weal and woe, but as the weather changes and tide roars, the dice of the game are tossed and my bubble of euphorism is burst unexpectedly. I soon find myself backed against a corner. His once so trusting and innocent eyes now glare triumphantly at my reduced state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The chasm between us never existed, or at least was covered under a veil, a thick one, in this case. My hurt, confusion, pain and emotion is enlightening me on the misery of this world. How could this happen? Was it my fault? Surely not! What is the use of having good company when the company isn't good and only serve to remind you about the human emotion called sadness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A phone call is all that stands between us. Maybe all things clear and clarified. I choose to text message instead. No reply. Is this the end? I've nothing to fall back on. My phone sounds. I apprehensively read the fateful reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Since you leave no grounds for clarification, it is not within my comprehension that we should continue"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;CRASH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's over. My initial heartbreak is overwhelmed by that of anger now. It can't be my fault, no way! My friends are fading, being snatched away. Pulled away by some unknown attractive forcd that is being empowered by that viper. I hope his evil and wicked deeds will devour him from inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He and his vixen brood of snakes have poisoned the passive mind of my one true friend. His now polluted mind is warped away further and further away from I. I hate him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hate. A grave but empowering driving force. There's no such things as trust, only mutual benefit. Someday, somehow, I'll get my way. Make sure his pride and ignorance don't go uncrucified. I won't curse him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gun him where it hurts the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pride comes before a fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give him a brew of his own intoxication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still have one project with him. That'll be my chance. Ho Ho. I can't wait. Annihilating his clan would only implicate myself. A stupid thing to do to fall deeper into his trap. He himself should bear the blame. Foul mother of _____ ____, you want to speak to mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Until then, I will have to wait... Wait and plot to see the ultimate fury showered upon him. My wrath will be exacted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He'll fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Break his nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tear his ligament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bleed plasma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooze mucus from pores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Degrade hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm so fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kudos to those who guess his name.&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/11353308-111181874690743573?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111181874690743573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111181874690743573' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111181874690743573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111181874690743573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/plots.html' title='Plots'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111181758111352474</id><published>2005-03-25T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:13:01.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spatial feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Felt euphoric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friendship dealings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Never democratic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It hurts, very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When you're betrayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111181758111352474?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111181758111352474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111181758111352474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111181758111352474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111181758111352474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/space.html' title='Space'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353308.post-111044949501920699</id><published>2005-03-10T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T02:15:54.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit Me, Hit Me, Hit Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Times have since breezed by as I find myself at the pubertally-active age of 15. My previous bloggings have since taken its grave due to the blaster worm virus and the likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hi! I'm Joshua, an intelligent and sophisicated being born onto this pathetic world of suffering, misery, vices and sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As I say hit me, hit me on with all the tests. Maths (groan), physics (groan - 1), but humanities rock man! Especially geography. I will add my geography notes here to share my intellectualism with this morbid world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good bye and hit me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11353308-111044949501920699?l=silkcascade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/feeds/111044949501920699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11353308&amp;postID=111044949501920699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111044949501920699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11353308/posts/default/111044949501920699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silkcascade.blogspot.com/2005/03/hit-me-hit-me-hit-me.html' title='Hit Me, Hit Me, Hit Me!'/><author><name>joshiesaurus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341011632427708136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
