<?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-12615480</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:21:29.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil genius organisation 2.0 (evilG.org)</title><subtitle type='html'>This organisation if for all evil people bent on world domination and who love science as well (by the way the G stands for genius) P.S. This website has no relations to terrorist organisation what so ever so please do not be intimidated...It is safe</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-308376790965723628</id><published>2009-01-11T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:52:53.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But wait...It gets worse!</title><content type='html'>Well I sincerely hope not cos it is back to school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, just a little sidetrack to the 4-5 class outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happening day, as it always is with 4-5. So Lan first and foremost, that was the coolest, sianest (if that is even the proper way to slang in singlish) and longest Dota match I have ever played. 50-30 somethingish score? And if my memory serves me correctly that was the first time I achieved dominating satus in a game. But then again, maybe it's because Zhi Wei was there to kill whenever you need to top up your cash or experience. I apologise for that haha. Yep the usual suanning (we are a rather unorginal lot eh) and yelling at the place. Then on to seoul garden. What can I say? Good food, Great friends. Oh yeah Wen Bin haha seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after A levels&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;-emphasis there) you need to get a girlfriend...as in seriously. But for the time being, take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Clams that are split open are cooked. (Imagine them as trying to say "I had enough of this heat get me out of here)&lt;br /&gt;2: Getting hit by hot oil and stuff is expected when cooking (All good cooks have thick skin. Literally not figuratively)&lt;br /&gt;3: Making soup is not like Chem SPA (When ppt starts forming something bad is going on)&lt;br /&gt;4: When meat is left unattended it goes from organic (red stuff) to inorganic (carbon) to mineral (diamond) when given enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey thanks for the laughs man. Hope you had a great time that day and my apologies about the suanning haha. Thanks for quoting me on your blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well school is opening...haiz. If I ever see another person put "GLHF" on msn (good luck have fun for those who don't speak gamerish) then I shall say as Arby in halo did: Your ass, my size 24 hoof. Has it been productive? Depends on which perspective you refer to. As a gamer well of course there has been progress. As a student? Pretty detrimental. Its like hitting rock bottom...then continuing further underground. Oh well change starts tomorrow I guess. Already got some hardcore study plan with a friend. Mugging throughout the week through the term. Sounds impossible?...erm yep I guess it is. As I always say, don't mistake pessimism for being realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to surviving the first day of school to all friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 2 quotes this week cos one came from a friend, the other is from the usual source...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Coincidences are just God's way of remaining annoynomous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who feel like giving up on anything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Always make a leap and pray that you will fly. Because if you don't you'll just drop like a rock anyway and wonder on the way down "why in the hell did I/didn't I jump"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-308376790965723628?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/308376790965723628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=308376790965723628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/308376790965723628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/308376790965723628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2009/01/but-waitit-gets-worse.html' title='But wait...It gets worse!'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-3567445257971580878</id><published>2009-01-01T21:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:31:00.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Shadow...</title><content type='html'>Yeah pretty much sums up the transition from 08 to 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been big change...Notice some posts have been deleted and a new section "The Oracle" is up. That horoscope tends to be freakily accurate all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well before I continue, I guess I must explain my absence. Firstly it is the holidays and I deserve a break, sorry to all dear readers out there. Secondly so much have changed in the past few weeks, my views my emotions and other emo crap that I guess you all won't want to hear about. So it's best that I type only when I know what I'm thinking about. For example to those who have tell me to "get over it", well I have. So no more wallowing in grief and things, you'll see why further on in the post. And finally, training for OGL and CCA has been intensive especially for CCA since so much is at stake now (but that's another story) thus my routine has been training and sleeping for days on end. Yep no time to blog. So without further ado, your long awaited post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008, the year when many people I knew including myself endured what I would call a "shit storm". Quite a number got hurt pretty bad and realised reality can be so much harsher...or perhaps a co-ed school to be precise. But as they say its only when you get burnt do you learn to fear fire and what doesn't  kill you makes you stronger. I guess we are all less naive now. We know what to expect if times like that ever occur again. And so, we stand up to face the new year, immune to the distractions and bad grades and well...affairs of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this next paragraph is going to sound real bitter, so girls especially, it's best that you look away now lest you get the wrong impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I am beginning to lose a lot of faith in the other gender. Don't get me wrong, there are those of you out there, some who I had the pleasure of befriending, who are great people. I thank you for being there. Yet, there are those that just love to bite the hand of guys who try to be at least courteous or gentlemanly. I shall not name the many instances where this has occurred. No wonder you girls keep complaining that guys can be real jerks. Cos when you bastardise a guy for long enough don't blame him for being an ass back to you. Wonder what happened to all the white knights out there? Well, they've been taken advantage of, insulted and ignored as "they are too weak and pushy" or "the bad boys are cooler" so yeah maybe I shall be more of an ass this year...maybe I can survive longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, looking back it was a fun year if you omit all the crap. More activities squished into 365 days than I ever thought possible. Some formal, others more impromptu. Learnt stuff like dota and bridge and even tai ti, became wiser in some ways and made many great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically that is my reflection of last year, my apologies if that large chunk of text in the middle offended anybody but as I said there are many of you with hearts of gold. But that aside guess I'd better put in some humour huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes, for the gamers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzMTNDPNhI/AAAAAAAAADM/scjkxLu-5sE/s1600-h/Supuh+Mahn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzMTNDPNhI/AAAAAAAAADM/scjkxLu-5sE/s320/Supuh+Mahn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286324692918941202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for the non-gamers some good advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzOWhgwdvI/AAAAAAAAADU/-uLGhglJIBA/s1600-h/sanity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzOWhgwdvI/AAAAAAAAADU/-uLGhglJIBA/s320/sanity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286326948974327538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzOh5BOnkI/AAAAAAAAADk/neYSFQgRg08/s1600-h/regret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzOh5BOnkI/AAAAAAAAADk/neYSFQgRg08/s320/regret.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286327144263097922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzObIqg-tI/AAAAAAAAADc/kMV-4ctUHnk/s1600-h/sacrifice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzObIqg-tI/AAAAAAAAADc/kMV-4ctUHnk/s320/sacrifice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286327028203715282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah before I end off: A happy new year to all you peeps out there. May all your hopes and dreams come true or at least appear closer to realisation this new year. To all brothers and sisters who have gone through thick and thin with me before...come, let us finish the fight this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, I guess i'll bring back the quotes section since people have said they are meaningful and useful... (By the way if anyone is desperate to read a lot of quotes for whatever the reason, I get mine from hollie's quotes. The link is under "The Librarian" section.) Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It takes a lot to hate a person, It takes too much to forget a person but it takes so little to love a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-3567445257971580878?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3567445257971580878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=3567445257971580878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3567445257971580878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3567445257971580878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-shadow.html' title='Out of Shadow...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SVzMTNDPNhI/AAAAAAAAADM/scjkxLu-5sE/s72-c/Supuh+Mahn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-8702668340573257005</id><published>2008-12-25T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:57:17.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More administrative issues...</title><content type='html'>Another tag post that people would beg me to do eventually...&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm not gonna tag anyone else as usual haha so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;: I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;. I think I realised it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;with George Bush and his wife &lt;/span&gt;and I saw you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;knock out my best friend&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ashamed&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;. I'm returning &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the couch cousisns&lt;/span&gt; to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your suicide note&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;always wanted to break a new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;, NicQ.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the “Letter Meme”.Tag no less than 5 other people. Then copy the “How-to” Letter Meme, and finish your Journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your journal):I don’t really know how to tell you this, but (1). I think I realised it (2) (3) and I saw you (4) (5). I’m sure you’re (6) enough to understand (7). I’m returning (8) to you, but I’ll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) (11).&lt;br /&gt;(12),-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What’s the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’ll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn’t match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You’re a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I’m selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You’re a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I’m in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women’s clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United’s goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - ManO.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - OpenHeroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - HighHouse - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - MasochisticFamily Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I’ve feltS&lt;br /&gt;ad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn’t exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we’re cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I’m allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I’m open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What’s the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David’s tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regardsUSA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Screw off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-8702668340573257005?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8702668340573257005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=8702668340573257005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8702668340573257005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8702668340573257005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-administrative-issues.html' title='More administrative issues...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-523890528254850397</id><published>2008-12-23T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:17:57.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some administrative issues</title><content type='html'>Ok before I get down to any real posting I shall do the tag posts that "some" people have been "begging" me to do... Anyway, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;Steven Teo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Ex classmates, VJ schoolmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Witty&lt;br /&gt;Driven&lt;br /&gt;Competitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she has done to you?&lt;br /&gt;Chased me around the class and smacked me for insulting him =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Something to the extent of "we are 1, 2 and 3 in class again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;Commit Suicide because being gay is a torment worse than death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;His gender problem of being male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Study harder and get Tee Leng to help (haha no offence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;He insisted science sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Erm to help him get even gayer results though I don't really see how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Caring person who motivates others through his competitiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think the people around you will think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Comedian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristics you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I like to make people laugh. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characteristics you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a perfectionist...and tend to be a tad soft on some people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;You guys ( and gals) make life worthwile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm this is the fun part, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;(Do not feel compelled to redo the post, I just need people to talk about)&lt;br /&gt;1) Callum Lim&lt;br /&gt;2) Hans Goh&lt;br /&gt;3) Alvan Sio&lt;br /&gt;4) Koh Shi Xuan&lt;br /&gt;5) Joy Ho&lt;br /&gt;6) Elizabeth Yap&lt;br /&gt;7) Esmond Chan&lt;br /&gt;8) Danny Lim&lt;br /&gt;9) Reuben Chew&lt;br /&gt;10) Cheryl Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is number 6 having a relationship with? (Elizabeth Yap)&lt;br /&gt;Haha I refuse to speculate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is number 9 male or female? (Reuben Chew)&lt;br /&gt;Should be male if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? (Esmond and Cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;Haha oh this is going to be hilarious I can imagine the laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is number 2 studying about? (Hans Goh)&lt;br /&gt;How to get rich haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of band does number 8 like? (Danny Lim)&lt;br /&gt;Mmm less of a band and more of Josh Groban I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does number 1 have any siblings? (Callum Lim)&lt;br /&gt;You got a bro right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you woo no. 3? (Alvan Sio)&lt;br /&gt;Rather retarded question in this case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How about number 7? (Esmond Chan)&lt;br /&gt;I don't woo people who can pwn me in NAPFA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is number 4 single? (Koh Shi Xuan)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm really good question. Do you have a special someone sx?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is the surname of number 5? (Joy Ho&lt;-) &lt;del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/del&gt;Refer to the name above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the hobby of number 10? (Cheryl Lim)&lt;br /&gt;Flying and squashing people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Does number 5 and 9 get along well? (Reuben Chew and Joy Ho)&lt;br /&gt;That brings me back to primary school...I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where is number 2 studying at? (Hans Goh)&lt;br /&gt;NJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Talk something casually about number one. (Callum Lim)&lt;br /&gt;Well if you say the number 117 sucks you better be hiding in a bunker somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where does number 9 live at? (Reuben Chew)&lt;br /&gt;Ah Serangoon North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What colour does number 4 like? (Koh Shi Xuan)&lt;br /&gt;Erm green from his msn font I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are number 5 and number 1 best friends?  (Callum Lim and Joy Ho)&lt;br /&gt;They might be if they knew each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Does number 1 have any pets? (Callum Lim)&lt;br /&gt;Erm Master Chief figurine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Is number 7 the sexiest person in the world? (Esmond Chan)&lt;br /&gt;As a member of the same gender I refuse to answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What is number 6 doing now? (Elizabeth Yap)&lt;br /&gt;On holiday in the US of A me thinks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-523890528254850397?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/523890528254850397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=523890528254850397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/523890528254850397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/523890528254850397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-administrative-issues.html' title='Some administrative issues'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-2032896678808597722</id><published>2008-10-19T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:32:06.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dis-illusioned....Regret....</title><content type='html'>Words that are very apt at this point of time. Oh yeah and for all loyal blog readers ie. Those who have been reminding me to post, no worries cos well you're reading one. And nope, I will not stop posting for another year and a half again...The sunk cost to make this blog is just to great for me to abandon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...Birthday post! even though its 14 days later. But anyway it was a rather interesting one with VJC open house in the morning. The air rifle booth was real boring and somehow I got arrowed to be the range tour guide. BBQ at ECP with the four-fivers in the evening. Some would call it rather eventful with stuff like frisbees flying over the fire while Chee Yong flicked flammable gel onto others. Lets just say karma strikes back really quickly. Next, I almost blew up the container of gel...damn that non-luminous flame. Can't even tell when your hand almost catches fire. Back to karma, Chee Yong then gets a taste of sea water with me following closely behind. But curses to those people who decided to drag me in instead of throwing. You guys had to create a skid mark on the beach no? Lots of other random stuff like destroying a wasp's nest, eating cake that was dropped on the table and taupoking for a picture. AND ZHENG MOU WHERE THE HECK ARE MY BOOKS MAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night cycling after that...5 guys travelling from ECP to Kallang back to ECP to Changi and back to ECP again, imagine that. Almost got busted by the police for cycling on the highway at 3am but thanks to Kevin's smoking and act blur skills we managed to bluff the guys in blue and returned to ECP safely. Spent an hour sleeping at Bedok Jetty. Let's just say when your butt hurts, your legs are sore, the bench is concrete-hard and your freezing cold, you learn to miss home very quickly. Nice end to the birthdays celebration (plural here cos I realised theres a ton of people with birthdays from october 1-10). Kudos to everyone who remembered considering less than 10 did last year but no worries guys. The only big let down was back at home where I did not get a cake, my mom didn't even wish me and all I got were 2 hong bao's to "get my own books" but hey, I aint complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So promo results are back, real bummer they are. Triple Ds and Double Es. I would have been fine with that if not for 3 things. 1) Theres a fair bit of people getting As &lt;- notice the plural here (congrats to you guys anyway) 2) I failed physics. Fortunately my Mid-Years grade nerfed it back to a D. 3) All that means my H3 flies away...haiz. Well come to think of it I should just have let my maths turn into a U so I could get an A for physics instead of sacrificing my physics study time. All that equals....regret...regret...regret. But I shan't harp on that anymore time to mug through the hols. Straight As next year all the way. Does that mean I have to change my mission directives? Hmm...tough choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's you. I find the thought that you were scared by the previous post rather amusing. It's getting easier to forget about you at home and when i'm outside. But that's not the case in school and that sucks the most. Its still your laugh, your smile and your voice that gets to me. Curious...since a friend asked me how a person can like someone that deeply. Is it that I can't let go or I don't want too? More questions to think about it seems. Why is it that memories linger for so long? I can forget the You now. But it's the memories of you before that seem to come back to haunt me all the time. What to do...What to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes not giving a shit works...but then again the shit will come back to hit you in due time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-2032896678808597722?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2032896678808597722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=2032896678808597722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/2032896678808597722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/2032896678808597722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/10/dis-illusionedregret.html' title='Dis-illusioned....Regret....'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-5437303962448552015</id><published>2008-09-07T21:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:19:41.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect...</title><content type='html'>Or perfect pictures to be precise...This post will be mostly of pictures that I have been wanting to put up for awhile (There aint much to talk about since it's the holidays/study break).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's some stuff that you can do in a rifle range when you're bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlWFh5yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pRD0WwQ9kB0/s1600-h/DSC00496%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlWFh5yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pRD0WwQ9kB0/s320/DSC00496%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273626796549922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Lot's of concentration required....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlZ-jTcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zUZ83Jalo2E/s1600-h/DSC00497%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlZ-jTcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zUZ83Jalo2E/s320/DSC00497%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273627841023426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Just taking a break there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZliMMsZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/d-VuSoxhWU8/s1600-h/DSC00498%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZliMMsZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/d-VuSoxhWU8/s320/DSC00498%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273630045745554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Ok...back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlrwJJvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wy4frrd7qoU/s1600-h/DSC00500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlrwJJvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wy4frrd7qoU/s320/DSC00500%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273632612427506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                               Cool it's photos in 2D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlzYbSUI/AAAAAAAAABE/cyAXUt_DYwY/s1600-h/DSC00501%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlzYbSUI/AAAAAAAAABE/cyAXUt_DYwY/s320/DSC00501%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273634660436290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      TADA! The end product...A lead pellet pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPbCSiWuVI/AAAAAAAAABM/FHsPxSX83k8/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPbCSiWuVI/AAAAAAAAABM/FHsPxSX83k8/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243275223571544402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Err...something else you could do. That's LOVE by the way for those who absolutely can't picture it. And its been on my display pic for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's some cool shots during our unofficial PE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYGfzISI/AAAAAAAAABc/t3ZL6xWqNQo/s1600-h/n628736505_750082_927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYGfzISI/AAAAAAAAABc/t3ZL6xWqNQo/s320/n628736505_750082_927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278896831602978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm gonna git yew.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYE3uHvI/AAAAAAAAABk/S0ri01-yrfc/s1600-h/n628736505_750084_1499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYE3uHvI/AAAAAAAAABk/S0ri01-yrfc/s320/n628736505_750084_1499.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278896395067122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Erm guys...Look superman!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYWetflI/AAAAAAAAABs/KnKf3neIqYA/s1600-h/n628736505_750088_3082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYWetflI/AAAAAAAAABs/KnKf3neIqYA/s320/n628736505_750088_3082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278901122006610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess that means I scored something huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYYBorJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WvoLCos90_Y/s1600-h/n628736505_750113_1381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYYBorJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WvoLCos90_Y/s320/n628736505_750113_1381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278901536926866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Floorball knights unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next is teacher's day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYBUVCOI/AAAAAAAAABU/bByvjSX-1Mo/s1600-h/n628736505_750065_3040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPeYBUVCOI/AAAAAAAAABU/bByvjSX-1Mo/s320/n628736505_750065_3040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278895441316066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"hey look me thinks the ceiling is gonna drop on our CT..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for some random stuff that is interesting nonetheless:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6aVc0tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ewOut5n2Pms/s1600-h/fail-owned-island-car-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6aVc0tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ewOut5n2Pms/s320/fail-owned-island-car-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243281685295715026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess some people really hate walking...Alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6e-m7mI/AAAAAAAAACE/0Jul6PM4bnE/s1600-h/fail-owned-phone-fail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6e-m7mI/AAAAAAAAACE/0Jul6PM4bnE/s320/fail-owned-phone-fail.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243281686542085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes cutting costs produce funny results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6qFOWUI/AAAAAAAAACM/fgxEg9e51K4/s1600-h/fail-owned-porch-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6qFOWUI/AAAAAAAAACM/fgxEg9e51K4/s320/fail-owned-porch-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243281689522624834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess suicides are getting more elaborate nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6yRt1OI/AAAAAAAAACU/P3kkxnZwF68/s1600-h/fail-owned-religion-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg6yRt1OI/AAAAAAAAACU/P3kkxnZwF68/s320/fail-owned-religion-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243281691722503394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Technology Vs Religion....Technology wins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg7O2hMUI/AAAAAAAAACc/ieQBceQ73Fo/s1600-h/unemployment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPg7O2hMUI/AAAAAAAAACc/ieQBceQ73Fo/s320/unemployment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243281699393057090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really makes you hate the rebels dun it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6sM1wqI/AAAAAAAAACk/S69idsPhIPM/s1600-h/unique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6sM1wqI/AAAAAAAAACk/S69idsPhIPM/s320/unique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243282789603066530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's some useful advice there by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6pJgJeI/AAAAAAAAACs/X93oSZc4oHY/s1600-h/dingdongProphetofNerd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6pJgJeI/AAAAAAAAACs/X93oSZc4oHY/s320/dingdongProphetofNerd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243282788783760866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep...you don't want to mess with his Ding Dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6z0xlDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mT-mTE8UBWI/s1600-h/motivator1322347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh6z0xlDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mT-mTE8UBWI/s320/motivator1322347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243282791649612850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makes your life a lot easier on legendary believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh67QD89I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GElIK5PE1l8/s1600-h/Rofflemow+halo+tivation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh67QD89I/AAAAAAAAAC8/GElIK5PE1l8/s320/Rofflemow+halo+tivation2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243282793643111378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey Bob, you know I was killed by a radio the other day...I was expecting a traffic cone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh7FUWdDI/AAAAAAAAADE/yJ_bqqnRGZ8/s1600-h/Rofflemow+halo-tivation...lol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPh7FUWdDI/AAAAAAAAADE/yJ_bqqnRGZ8/s320/Rofflemow+halo-tivation...lol2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243282796345455666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haiz...shit does happen even in games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW...Ok that was a rather long post...But knock yourselves out cos I aint gonna be posting for awhile with exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah before I forget...A quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;-Missing someone isn't about how long it has been since you have seen them or the amount of time since you've talked. It's about that very moment when you're doing something and you wish that they were right there with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-5437303962448552015?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5437303962448552015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=5437303962448552015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/5437303962448552015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/5437303962448552015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/09/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SMPZlWFh5yI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pRD0WwQ9kB0/s72-c/DSC00496%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-3508048823850107252</id><published>2008-08-30T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:14:08.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days are just cold and gloomy...</title><content type='html'>That seems to be happening a lot nowadays...like what the hell happened to global warming and where's all this rain coming from. I don't know if its a good thing but my room seemed to have turned into a natural freezer even with the air-con and the fan off. Maybe its because I painted the whole place dark blue but hey at least it looks like i'm looking at the sky all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promo's are coming and yeah it feels like O levels all over again except with even more hype this time. Its as though someone launched a ballistic missile with 25 megatons of shit into the atmosphere. Let's see...failed to get into OCIP. I guess I dug my own grave there, gave some answers that resulted in even more complicated questions. Lots of other minor mishaps here and there. Oh yeah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got to see your poster 4 times on the way back to cat high, 1 outside VJ, 1 OUTSIDE CAT HIGH. and 2 on the road...&lt;/span&gt;Is that a bad thing? I don't know but its like SOMEONE IS OUT TO MOCK ME IN MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lots of happening stuff this week. Teachers day...real funny though it seemed the focus was on slide shows and vids rather than performances but what the hell it was funny anyway. Caught Wall-E with a bunch of friends at dhoby. Someone slept throught it (yeah thats you Hsien Liang) found it quite touching though. Went back to cat high and relieved a moment in the 4-5 classroom with people shouting insults at one another while Mr Krishnan just sits back and laugh. Even got some advice from him like old times. Burned a lot of cash at cafe cartel and ALMOST caught a movie with the 4-5 people but apparently standing around and talking cock is more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have gotten me wondering also...well everyone is saying you are stealing glances at me. Though I still choose to think of it as coincidences...well make that a lot of coincidences. Then there was that jacket incident. Someone joked that you didn't wear that jacket of yours and thus it broke "his" heart (speaking from the friend's perspective by the way). I thought it was just another one of those things you pretend to ignore....instead you wore that jacket the very next day. Perhaps its yet another coincidence. What if they are not, what are you trying to tell me? People have suggested I speak to you after seeing how lonely and "emo" you looked in class. All the girls forming a clique while leaving you out. I can't help but feel guilty at your state but everytime I decide to speak to you, that's when the awkwardness sets in. I mean how do you speak to someone after so many months of silence...that's another question to ponder over till my next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have you ever woke up from a really good dream &amp;amp; just tried to go back to sleep? Or had the flu &amp;amp; you promise yourself that you'll appreciate normal so much more if you could just get back to it? That's the way I feel; I just want things to go back to the way they were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-3508048823850107252?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3508048823850107252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=3508048823850107252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3508048823850107252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3508048823850107252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-days-are-just-cold-and-gloomy.html' title='Some days are just cold and gloomy...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-8780956955929753012</id><published>2008-08-17T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:07:09.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is coming</title><content type='html'>Ah the pressure...it just keeps growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-assessment, Lecture tests, homework, projects and promos...it doesn't seem humanly possible to get through all that but the whole batch is going through it. So I guess I should either believe that they are all superheroes or start tackling them head on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The range and the guys have been a big help though. It's like I found a second home, going there after school, eating, sleeping and napping there. I wish I could say the same for my actual home, it seems like it has lost all its warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, change is coming. I've started doing my tutorials again *gasp* and started my revision too. That's many weeks earlier than I did for my mid-years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Journey to the center of the Earth yesterday, wierd movie but rather humourous though the story line was quite crappy. At least I had good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I also discovered how wierd the other gender is. According to  a friend of mine, this occurred  during the inter-house shoot. I so happened to be briefing a bunch of people about shooting the air pistol. It turns out that some girls said I was, and I quote, "a cute guy with a wen rou voice" in addition to something about being gentlemanly. Thank heavens I wasn't there to hear it. But wierd nontheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well you are after all part of the other gender. The staring continues...I hope its just me being paranoid cos I fear the think about the implications if it's not. And yet, you were the only member from the class other than my project work group who turned up for the make-up lesson. I guess you must have a good reason to do so...I hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-8780956955929753012?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8780956955929753012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=8780956955929753012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8780956955929753012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8780956955929753012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/change-is-coming.html' title='Change is coming'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-9139775275378241671</id><published>2008-08-09T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:38:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be part of this Red Dot...</title><content type='html'>well almost...not exactly a great week i'm having here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...ah here's a whole list of horrible stuff that have happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;1) Poked myself with a needle during physics SPA&lt;br /&gt;2) Dropped a fork on my foot pointy side down so theres 3 nice little wounds on it&lt;br /&gt;3)CRASHED MY COM which resulted in a lot of hell and boredom throughout the week (which also explains this very overdue post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...fortunately enough, it is a software problem so i'm doing my best to fix it with lots of help from google and online forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I finally finished learning how to play collide on the guitar! That and the fact that feeling fab day was rather interesting. Kick Boxing was exciting enough and the forest obstacle course was the coolest of it all. All the crawling, balancing and flying foxing really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Dragon Emperor with some of the ARC guys....and Chia Hock, I still don't understand how you can "accidentally screw" someone. Great movie there by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you were. I don't know if you have noticed by now but I have been ignoring you for awhile now. Whenever you're up on stage, I would look away. In the morning, that table you sit at is as good as empty. Whenever I hear your voice, it would fade to a distant whisper. And yet when I see you smile...How I would give anything to see you smile like that at me again. Some people say it's childish. I say try to endure such pain and see what you do. Less of an imature act and more of an emotional pain killer. After all wouldn't it be helping you out after how you have ignored me all this time. And yet, correct me if i'm wrong, you got angry that day. Why would that be? Shouldn't you be relieved that i'm no longer troubling you with my presence? Or could it be that you still feel something?...perhaps it's all just wishful thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are time when you feel invincible like nothing could touch you. But deep down inside, I know that there is one great weakness. Perhaps it's because I would sacrifice it all for you. For if any harm were to come to you, I would die inside anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think of me as just some guy. But I would like you to know that I am that one guy who took one look at you and fell harder than i've ever fallen for anyone in my life...Just so that you knew, not like it mattered anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yeah theres a big birthday part going on today...heard something about 43 years. Whoever it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-9139775275378241671?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9139775275378241671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=9139775275378241671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/9139775275378241671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/9139775275378241671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/proud-to-be-part-of-this-red-dot.html' title='Proud to be part of this Red Dot...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-7433141453312962616</id><published>2008-07-28T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:26:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn is breaking...it's early morn</title><content type='html'>Well I never thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; see the end of it, is this what it feels like? To be so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-occupied with everything else that the pain and emotions are pushed to the back-burner (gotta thank Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heng&lt;/span&gt; for that phrase). Liberation....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the best word I can think off to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I have moved on, its just that I don't let it get to me as much...let's just see how long this state of bliss lasts. Anyway I once told someone that if you cared about somebody but it doesn't work both ways then perhaps you need to be a dark knight. Someone they deserve but not what they need...A silent guardian watching over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well updates for last week! Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah monthly shoot on Sunday. Shot a 504 out of 600 giving me an average of 8.4 which is bugging considering I shot 2 off my rounds into the carpet. So add a missing 20 points to get 524 and the average is wow. But...well shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Interhouse&lt;/span&gt; shoot today. Shot a 86 out of 200 on a rifle. Considering I shot way better for the non-competition cards...well bugger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically that's about it for the interesting stuff... no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; from me though. Someone said, and I agree, it gets pathetic after awhile. That would be a disgrace to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; guys...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Resilience&lt;/span&gt; remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will just end off with another quote...got tons more from where this came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow they mentioned your name, and someone asked me if i knew you. Looking away i thought of all the times we had together, sharing laughter, tears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jokes, and tons more, and then, without explanation you were gone. I looked to where they were waiting for my answer and then i said softly, once...I thought i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet, it's amazing, after all that we've been through, the good times and the bad, how we can walk by each other and pretend it never happened, give each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a polite awkward smile and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-7433141453312962616?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7433141453312962616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=7433141453312962616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7433141453312962616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7433141453312962616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/dawn-is-breakingits-early-morn.html' title='Dawn is breaking...it&apos;s early morn'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-3230727321738208724</id><published>2008-07-20T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:51:04.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night is darkest just before dawn...</title><content type='html'>I seriously hope that is true because I have just about had it with this really shit filled week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help when your week end is screwed up as well. I was there enjoying my ride in my mom's car when this tard had to go flash his headlights and horn as though his life depended on it. It ticked me off to the point where I nearly wound down the windows, stuck my middle finger out and yelled profanities at him...with my mom driving beside me. &lt;-No exaggeration there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think the barber screwed up my haircut for the first time with some dent like depression in my hair...grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this goes out to Tiong too. I guess I must apologise as well, you do have a good point there. Well I guess the point of it all is to beat certain people, eg. Varian because I have a point to prove. But, it does not mean that I discriminate against the rest or look down on others. Even though some might have scored badly in the MYEs, they have excelled in other areas. Kudos to them for that. Besides, a bad performance in one exam doesn't equate to lousy grades forever. I hope you understand that. "Primus Interpares" - Best amongst equals. That was our motto in NCC Air. So when I complain that I did badly, it is all relative to others. I hope that you understand that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess all this competitiveness did originate in Cat High. It was where knowledge commanded respect and brawns did not count for nothing. Wierd coming from a guys school huh. I missed the times when complete strangers from other classes would come into the classroom asking for assistance. When fighting for top positions would be a daily routine. I guess it all seems wierd now. The way everyone disregards positions.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wathced The Dark Knight. Great movie, learnt many things. But, I guess one of the lessons that I found most important was the fact that many things in life are based on decisions and choices. Make a bad one and really bad things happen. But I guess you might have already known that. You said that I go down to the range often after school. Was that an indication that you wanted me to choose? Choose between 2 things that I love a lot. Spiderman's grandma once said "sometimes we have to be steady, and give up the thing we want the most". I guess I have made my choice... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have asked me to relocate the blog but I say no. Perhaps its because I hope you have been reading the posts and one day, I might type one that might just move you. A post that might just defy the laws of physics and rewind time back to those few months or give me a second shot at things. Why? Because the pain is still as great as ever. The memories of those times come back to haunt me regularly...the whisps of emotions that float by like ghosts. These ghosts appear everywhere. In school when I see you, at home on msn. I guess its on msn where it hurts the most. Because it is where it all began...yet a simple click on your contact is impossible now because I find myself flinching whenever the cursor moves closer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me you were a star, a part of the heavens. Something so beautiful and complex that you can spend the night staring at it in awe. A star moves across the sky with the same grace you do. On the loneliest of nights, you were always there guiding me incase I got lost. Yet now more than ever, you are a star. Distant yet ever present. A reminder that no matter how near or how much light you have brought into this world, you would always be out of reach....always a dream...  &lt;strong style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No          matter how hard you try to get over someone, you will still have some          sort of feeling for them, remembering the ways things used to be, and          how they are now. And you sometimes hope that the new person in their          life was still you, and everything was how it used be, erasing all the          bad things that happened. Time is supposed to make things better, but          in love it doesn't. Although we have been apart for awhile, I still can't help wondering how your life          is, and when I catch you glancing at me, I can't help but wonder if your          heart beats a little faster, as mine does when I see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-3230727321738208724?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3230727321738208724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=3230727321738208724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3230727321738208724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3230727321738208724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/night-is-darkest-just-before-dawn.html' title='The night is darkest just before dawn...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-7165600040923169130</id><published>2008-07-17T21:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:29:00.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain is Temporary, Glory is Forever...</title><content type='html'>Yeah right...that phrase ain't exactly applicable everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the crappy week is getting worse...I didn't realise that running 6km around East Coast Park then playing soccer for more than an hour after that turns your limbs to some thing resembling jello. Started with P.E, ended with PT. Sleepless nights, pounding headaches and random cramps really helps to screw your week upside down. Even needed a friend to help me walk to the bus stop. Tried shooting today and my gun was shaking like some machine gun even before I pulled the trigger....Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another issue that has been ever so slightly creeping into my mind. I've been calling people buggers and the more unpleasant "tardly-B" word and yet I think I'm turning into one myself...haiz. Is it because of my intrusiveness or my overly-competitiveness? I don't know... I guess it's a consequence of becoming more detatched from reality, something that has been happening ever since....then. So sorry people, I guess I have to apologise to even more out there. But it's not easy when people are doing their best to make it worse....Such as inviting unwanted traffic to this page, or doing stuff that that aggravates my problems even more. I know you people have the best of intentions but when the shit hits the fan your apologies won't do much to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SH9N0_c6LfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/q3COYFhgqys/s1600-h/Retards_motivational_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SH9N0_c6LfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/q3COYFhgqys/s320/Retards_motivational_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223979665554288114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...just something to invoke the guilty conscience in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I find myself falling back on the cat high guys more and more. After all, they were the ones who fought together while going through our trial by fire of the O's. You guys are the ones who understand the competitiveness instead of labelling each other as crazy or "f***ed up" like what Tiong said. You are the ones who share a common bond of going through hell in the Uniform Groups...hell such as running up and down a 21-storey flat or waking up at 3am just to do drills and PT. We always say "ah the good times". Yeah, perhaps it was better then. It pains me to think that rewinding back to the Secondary days would be better than rewinding this year after all this was the roughest of my 16 years...I hope the 17th would be...better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still, there is you. You who I have let down, who I have tried to let go only to watch myself fail more and more spectacularly each day. Everyone out there longs to find a special someone...I just hope I have not prevented you from doing so...because that would be the greatest mistake I would have ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Before I end off, just something I got in my inbox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;12 ways you know you like someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Twelve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You have been talking to them late at night and even when you go to bed, you still think of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Eleven:&lt;br /&gt;You walk really slow when you're with them.&lt;br /&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You feel shy whenever they're around&lt;br /&gt;Nine:&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear their voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Eight:&lt;br /&gt;When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you, you just see him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Six:&lt;br /&gt;They're all you think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Five:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You realise you're always smiling when you're looking at them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Four:&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything for them, just to see them.&lt;br /&gt;Three:&lt;br /&gt;While reading this, there was one person on your mind this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two:&lt;br /&gt;You were so bysy thinking about that person, you didn't notice number seven was missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You just scrolled up to check and are now silently laughing at yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, you happened to be reading this post, let's just say I did laugh silently after reading that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who helped, thanks. For those who didn't, no thanks. For the chs guys, cheers to the good times. And for you...everything that could ever be said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-7165600040923169130?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7165600040923169130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=7165600040923169130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7165600040923169130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7165600040923169130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/pain-is-temporary-glory-is-forever.html' title='Pain is Temporary, Glory is Forever...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SH9N0_c6LfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/q3COYFhgqys/s72-c/Retards_motivational_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-5210916103952181120</id><published>2008-07-15T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:58:15.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative one floor: Tools, guns, Keys to super weapons</title><content type='html'>Oh well since "someone" (yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lemuel&lt;/span&gt; that's you...oops just gave it away didn't I) said my blog is a medium for suicide, I shall delay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emoing&lt;/span&gt; yet again and just post the usual stuff for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well P.E this week was crap, ran into a goal post while playing some modified catching game. Then I think I pulled a muscle in my back or something because that area has been giving me hell for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new gun today and it works on compressed air! No more tiring my right arm cocking the gun after every round. Turns out the gun is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uberly&lt;/span&gt; sensitive which means your shots are either extremely accurate or on someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; card. Got to get used to the new procedures though especially the bit where I reach for the phantom charging handle that used to be there with my old gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realised how much I like the armoury in the range. It so quiet and peaceful. It gives me that nice feeling of being sheltered from anything ranging from runaway emotions to a nuclear attack...wish it didn't stink that much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; out of ideas for what else to include in this post because the rest are academically linked and I doubt anyone is in the mood for that. So how about...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHy4do8X51I/AAAAAAAAAAU/fOZGZy9-jTQ/s1600-h/KOBra808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHy4do8X51I/AAAAAAAAAAU/fOZGZy9-jTQ/s320/KOBra808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223252487189292882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star wars fans are so going to kill me for that. But hey, halo fans unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who came to read about how I am going to sink into despair yet again, sorry folks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; only got one short bit just for you...If you ain't happy go read the previous posts. Especially the one with 11 paragraphs on July the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. There's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; there and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; rather proud of it. Anyway here's my bit of sadness for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher once told me "If all the Ifs in the world came true, the world would be a different place". He couldn't have been more right. And with all my regrets, I'm beginning to realise the full weight of those words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I saw you laughing a few times today though, perhaps my prayers are finally coming true. Seeing you like that made my day...but I wish this day had come a few months earlier, then it would have meant so much more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-5210916103952181120?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5210916103952181120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=5210916103952181120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/5210916103952181120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/5210916103952181120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/negative-one-floor-tools-guns-keys-to.html' title='Negative one floor: Tools, guns, Keys to super weapons'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHy4do8X51I/AAAAAAAAAAU/fOZGZy9-jTQ/s72-c/KOBra808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-8303681776873592045</id><published>2008-07-15T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:23:38.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll never get over you getting over me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess songs say it best sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dIjccdkaxvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dIjccdkaxvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   I hear you're taking the town again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Having a good time with all your time friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't think that you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're on your own now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm alone and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that I should get on with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But a life without you could never be right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And as long as the stars shine down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I try to smile so the hurt won't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell everybody I was glad to see you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But the tears just won't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know that I ought to find someone new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But all I find is myself always thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And as long as the stars shine down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No matter what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Each night's a lifetime to live through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't go on like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only one I'll ever love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And as long as the stars shine down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From the heaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never get over you getting over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yet again I find myself wanting to apologise. Maybe it's because I still hope that you might finally choose to accept it. Nevermind if it takes a thousand apologies, nevermind if this one goes unnoticed like the many before it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is a limerence? (google that if need be...) I don't know. I once believed that "If you can't get someone out of your head, maybe they are supposed to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;".Perhaps I still do...Because I can still imagine the smile on your face when I said that once. Do you still remember?...Yeah, no words, just a smile...but it meant everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-8303681776873592045?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8303681776873592045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=8303681776873592045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8303681776873592045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/8303681776873592045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-never-get-over-you-getting-over-me.html' title='I&apos;ll never get over you getting over me..'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-4327974968613573029</id><published>2008-07-13T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:02:32.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute</title><content type='html'>Well it's been another interesting week. Thanks John for complementing my English haha. I think that's a first. Anyway I had a rather amusing steamboat with my family today. First someone thought my mom was a waitress then she almost blew up the table by igniting the gas which had been running for a while. That was the first time I saw a ball of flame so close to my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that around half of the class has managed to weedle your way to the blog. For those who have, I bid you welcome. I wonder why everyone has been so nice to me this week. Is it because i'm emo-ing, I don't know. But it worries me when everyone is doing so, I appreciate it yet I feel like i'm being a wet blanket to everyone...  Well this blog was not meant for me to cry for help but to empty my thoughts so that I can keep a clear mind. Don't worry people I will cheer up  and this isn't an extremely rough patch that i'm crawling through. But thanks again for being there when it counts, I wouldn't have asked for a greater class or friends because you guys are the best of the best... (Btw Nic Chan if you think you can get away with buying me a drink without me paying you, you thought wrong. You are going to get that buck one way or another)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHoFBphT2wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3QY_I_oFJWI/s1600-h/Demotivation04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHoFBphT2wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3QY_I_oFJWI/s320/Demotivation04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222492243773086466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I wish it was that easy to master because then I would have felt nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say more this time. After all this post is a tribute to you guys and gals out there and not another insight to my mind. Faithful readers, old time buddies and great friends. Life wouldn't be the same without you all. So i'll do this the best way I can. Thanks. I don't know if theres much more to be said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave the emo stuff to the next post then....till the next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-4327974968613573029?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4327974968613573029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=4327974968613573029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/4327974968613573029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/4327974968613573029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/tribute.html' title='A Tribute'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hZs46w0LcgM/SHoFBphT2wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3QY_I_oFJWI/s72-c/Demotivation04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-9045468358964725040</id><published>2008-07-10T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:22:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vive mente, corde ama</title><content type='html'>Interesting latin phrase there, wish I could use it as advice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another interesting week. Managed to go to Yishun Safra on wednesday for match support but it turned out we couldn't go in to the shooting range to keep the noise level down. So we took the next best alternative and played LAN while others, including Mr Chow, went to the bowling alley. Talk about being productive. Somehow my conscience was yelling at me to do some work but...who listens to it anyway. When I got back to school, I trained a lil' and realised my shooting is abysmal. Almost got angry with the gun haha, silly thing. Gonna train harder now since we didn't do too well in the shoot this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Learning....well I guess it was a failure. The generation gap meant that some teachers...ok make that one... had really big issues with technology. Add on the fact that half the class wasn't there and thats a really big flop. Chinese oral was an even bigger failure but I'm not going to talk about it. The occurences during the exam are already on the way to my mental recycle bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could it have been easy when you were beside me for an hour. A few minutes already felt like an eternity, a whole hour felt like forever. I wish more could have been said. But I was afraid I would be a disturbance...Yeah, I was afraid. But like some say, I should be thankful. You are still there and we still speak. Even if its for the smallest of stuff your voice is still treasured among the other thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...It's about you again.... These thoughts never seem to cease, do they? Everyone says to cheer up. Wish it was that easy. Another conversation and another torrent of thoughts and emotions that got me pondering deeply again. 2 issues this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long had I finally found the source of this whole saga? Is it true that I trained too much and neglected you after school? Hiding in the range, burning my time away, camping in my little corner underground while you roamed the school. Is that the reason? Maybe I don't want to know, maybe I do. But that makes it my fault doesn't it. Somehow it feels better to blame myself because it gives me some degree of control over things. I'm not afraid though, I'm not the kind who will beat myself up over it. As always I seek the "Why" in things then start asking the "How". This is no different. Answers have a rather calming effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the second. There are those who say that you are too smart for me. That statement hurt the most. It just got personal....Because people are starting to underestimate me now. I thought I could give it a break. After fighting for top spots in Primary and Secondary, and being successful in my own ways, I guess I have to prove myself again. I will ace the promos and you can be sure of that. Never before has someone said that another person was too smart. Not a chance that I will let this stand... I just hope that if there was any hint of truth in their words. The results would be the key to this whole issue. But I doubt it....because this goes so much deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if not for you, then at least for myself...after all, knowledge is in fact power....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-9045468358964725040?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9045468358964725040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=9045468358964725040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/9045468358964725040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/9045468358964725040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/vive-mente-corde-ama.html' title='Vive mente, corde ama'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-3658975009965652885</id><published>2008-07-06T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:34:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Enough Alone....</title><content type='html'>Well it's been an interesting week. Great to see everyone back at cat high. Haha from the way you guys fought and suaned each other, I guess nothing has changed has it? But its better that way I guess. Oh yeah just a reminder, don't wear slippers back to school unless we want to get lectured by Mr Quay again... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more results are out... Physics is an A naturally but it aint tops so I still consider it a failure. Overly competitive? I think not, I see it as more of a....erm....tradition from the old days. Chemistry was a disgrace with a meagre D. Yeah D for disgraceful, gone are the days of A1s and class firsts. Time to buck up I guess. 2 more papers to go but not much hope left for those 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the main content...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was meant for you. Why? Because I just realised how vulnerable I was. After months of building those emotional barriers, a simple conversation with friends just wiped them all away. Those few minutes brought all the pain back. All the memories...of the good times and the bad. All that even when you're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me think, they even asked me... Was it worth it? Do I still want to hold on? I answered no to the second. But I had to correct myself, because I knew it was a lie. I pretend not to care anymore, try to be tough. Even to the point where I don't know who I am anymore. Because this is just not me. All the times when I looked away, I know deep down inside that I shouldn't. But I guess looking away hurts less than to to look at you. Your name, your face even thoughts of you threaten to crush those barriers that eventually came down. No more defences...no where to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an irony haha the fact that thoughts of you now hurt...but I still think of you every day and every night. Be it for a few seconds or a whole hour, those thoughts will come, without fail. There are those who suggest patience, wait it out. But what if this storm never ends. I know moving on is the next best alternative. For months I have tried...and for months I have failed. Is this going to be the way of things? For that...I have no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once told me I was noble. Why? Because I said it would be better if you found someone else. Just incase you felt the same pain I did. After all my one hope for you is to see you happy...always. No matter the cost. Even if it means being with someone else... That is all I can ask for, for you to be happy. How long has it been since I last saw you smile...That same smile that makes me forget my troubles and remind myself how lucky I am to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked you the moment I saw you. Did I ever tell you that? It wasn't your looks or your character or your intelligence. Whenever someone asks me why I like you, I have no answer as well. I guess you were different. You stood out from the rest....because you were special...and still are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be your white knight...but i'm no longer noble enough for knighthood. If I were, I would have let you go a long time ago. Yet, I still hold on...how selfish. The memories of those early months are just too great to bear. I thought I would always be happy from then on...that problems would seem smaller after those happy moments. I thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed this because I know you would not be reading it. I see you every weekday yet I don't tell you all this. Perhaps I just don't have the courage. Perhaps I fear the consequences. But don't I have nothing left to lose anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its just another quiet and lonely night...all I have left are thoughts of you...and memories. Yet they will suffice because I would give everything to relive those few conversations we had or the times when words were not needed and your company said it all. Yes they will suffice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-3658975009965652885?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3658975009965652885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=3658975009965652885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3658975009965652885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/3658975009965652885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-enough-alone.html' title='Well Enough Alone....'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-821694594550663109</id><published>2008-07-02T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:43:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODSTs- Orbital Drop Saikang Troops</title><content type='html'>Ah well nothing much happening in school today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title suggests, todays cca activity is sai kang which = cleaning the range. Lets just say never before have I seen so much dirt and never will I look at clean water in the same way again. Black water almost started to seem like the norm. Plus! I shot a darn nice card today, everything within the 8 ring (which means 8, 9 or 10, no less) Nationals 2009 here I come haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah one more thing. Daniel I appreciate the fact that you treated me to honeydew sago for clearing up your plate. But if it involves sweet corn that looks like someones mucus and has the same viscosity then no thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the heck care attitude I mentioned before seems to be paying off. I feel somewhat liberated.... Emotions don't bog me down as much anymore haha thanks to the brothers of cat high. Through fire and ice indeed. Owe you guys one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. IT STILL REMAINS A FACT THAT ALL BROTHERS WHO DO NOT GO TO THE HOMECOMING WILL BE LABLLED AS BUGGERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evilg, signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-821694594550663109?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/821694594550663109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=821694594550663109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/821694594550663109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/821694594550663109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/07/odsts-orbital-drop-saikang-troops.html' title='ODSTs- Orbital Drop Saikang Troops'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-7447044356325752764</id><published>2008-06-30T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:45:15.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure, not an option...yet</title><content type='html'>Ah papers are starting to stream in again, this time with the results attatched. Chinese was a real interesting one haha. 69 marks overall but I get a 1 mark bonus for being on the teacher's white list hahaha. Lesson learnt here guys, sometimes it pays to be good. Unlike my dear friend Nick Chan who lost 4 marks for not writing the question topic and number down (seems harsh but its still amusing)...teachers can take revenge too you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW-&gt; biggest joke of the paper. To those who might not know,蜡烛 means candles and are not meant to be eaten by the 作者的孩子 especially when it involves 53 of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah lets see Maths haha, real shocker. I was already prepared to get a 1 digit score but got a 45 instead....and....it....is....the....minumum...passing...score. WOO HOO! Haha gotta give credit to my one day of maths mugging. Hmm make that a few hours actually, didnt even get to touch some topics but oh well happy nonetheless. Beat a few people (no offense guys and gals, just being competitive) stayed near the average and even won a chin chao due to some very bad judgement before making a bet on the scores. (yes Hsien Liang that's you, so stop laughing at all the chin chaos you won from me before, its my turn now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and on to a more personal topic...pain...lots of it relationships are a mystery in my opinion...when shit happens it hurts a lot but the happy times makes you wonder if you will relive it all over again because it just seems worth it. Anyway I guess the best solution so far is to adopt that age old catholic high attitude...rely on your brothers and for everything else just don't give a damn. But that being said this phrase just reveals the truth "世界上最遥远的距离，不是明明彼此相爱却不能在一起，而是明明在意，却假装没有把你放在心里" and that's as good as the truth can get....haiz. More about this later on. (And if you happen to be reading it, well yeah). In the mean time I shall not cry because its over, I shall smile because it happened &lt;- thanks to those who told me that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah CAT HIGH HOMECOMING PEOPLE, MISS IT AND GET LABLLED AS A BUGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it..oh yeah one more thing for those who have not asked me to link you, please do so. Cos i'm not psychic or many of you will be in big trouble......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evilg, signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-7447044356325752764?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7447044356325752764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=7447044356325752764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7447044356325752764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7447044356325752764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/06/failure-not-optionyet.html' title='Failure, not an option...yet'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-4073380083396099396</id><published>2008-06-29T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:30:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past....is getting hazy</title><content type='html'>Well during the time between the 2006 and 2008 posts...so much has happened. So much to say yet so little time. I guess it has to be the highlights then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes I climbed mount ophir, nightmarish experience but great trip to survive through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, well went for combat engineers course at the seletar base...really cool time is what I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handed over command to the juniors - time for them to lead the unit - but watched them hand over this year too...time does fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' levels....ah yes  won't forget that one haha...no description needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation... happy? sad? excited? I don't know, all of them I guess - Thanks for being around guys, brothers of chs indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJC!, highlight of this year, real fun place, real fun class. 6 months in and already there are happy...and sad... moments to live through but all great memories thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess its getting late and theres still work to be done. Till next time, more stories to tell then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evilg, signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-4073380083396099396?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4073380083396099396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=4073380083396099396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/4073380083396099396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/4073380083396099396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/06/pastis-getting-hazy.html' title='The past....is getting hazy'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-7813010904724410220</id><published>2008-06-28T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:21:59.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reveille - I leave home for a few days and look what happens</title><content type='html'>Well well well, After more than a year (almost 2 in fact) The blog is back and its better than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Renovating the blog was faster than I expected, not easy too. But, kudos to all who helped me in one way or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why start again after all this time? Well my head has been getting a wee bit crowded lately and well...this blog is going to be turned into a mental store room. Especially so with the recent issues going on (for those who know what I mean). But that's another story so you all will have to wait for the next post. Awww....too bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So What's new?&lt;br /&gt;1. Blog skin (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;2. Side bar&lt;br /&gt;3. Playlists&lt;br /&gt;4. Links&lt;br /&gt;5. New post (eg. The one you are reading now....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those of you who put my status as "dead" kindly remove it. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say so little time but i'm tired so as I said, till the next post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S VERY IMPORTANT! For those of you who want me to link to your new blog sites or stuff like that...Do give me a heads up, I'm not omniscient you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evilg, Signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-7813010904724410220?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7813010904724410220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=7813010904724410220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7813010904724410220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/7813010904724410220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2008/06/reveille-i-leave-home-for-few-days-and.html' title='Reveille - I leave home for a few days and look what happens'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115779569819990696</id><published>2006-09-09T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:54:58.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NCC Air Above All</title><content type='html'>Inter-Uniform Group Paintball Competition&lt;br /&gt;NCC Air sent in 2 teams...the result, why first and second of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this competition all the school's uniform groups (St John, NPCC, Scouts, NCC Land+Air) sent in two teams each for a showdown at Orchid country club and as a bot in Condition Zero likes to say, "It's a party!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were looking good at the start of the day since 2 old boys were there who were Lieutenant Colonels and guess what, both ex NCC Air cadets and excellent strategists. So we immediately got an early advantage when they shared their experiences and tips with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was NCC Land (sad to say the only formidable opponent...no offence to anybody) who had gone through the same rifle training and fire movement as us. Here was the strategy: 2 people were to take down 2 tiny targets grab the objective and head for home while another 2 provided cover. As for me, I was to camp in a tower and mow down any opponent I saw (lucky me-&gt; camper+sniper in an extremely hard to hit place with minimal movement). Well both our teams played dirty. We were supposed to touch a shed when we were hit but no one admitted that they got shot so we just played on. With my excellent location, I was able to plaster someones arm with paint and score headshots as well as hits to others adding to the chaos. Our sprinters then dashed in and scored...Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuck to this tactic and went straight to the semi finals. (By the way many people said the "guy at the tower" caused them a lot of problems because besides the covering fire the "target" was half a head and a gun which is not much to shoot at). Some tried to use the tower, but stood up exposing their whole body or got covered in paint, thus to no avail. In the end it was a all NCC Air showdown with both teams in the finals and...drumroll...my team won!!! Furthermore we were undefeated and I only got shot once on my hand...Running Riot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we will get our trophy soon even though there's no runner up award since in a war there are only winners and dead people. (Mr HGTL I hope this shows something about bringing a big ego there and having it crushed by a bigger one hahaha)&lt;-Other readers may ignore this remark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together To Ownage&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115779569819990696?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115779569819990696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115779569819990696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115779569819990696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115779569819990696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/09/ncc-air-above-all.html' title='NCC Air Above All'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-115540474063641631</id><published>2006-08-13T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:43:54.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy made real</title><content type='html'>Just abit 'O ramblings before I get to the main content... results are partially out. A rather disappointing term it has been. Just like all the terms before I have topped chemistry...naturally. And that's just about it for the good news. Additional Mathematics was a mere scrap along the line (dividing passing and failing) though I did top my group for E Math. Physics looks like its going to be a failure though I have topped for the pass 2 terms...naturally. Hope I can maintain my class 1st or else it will be very lao kui - embarrassing to an unimaginable scale. History looks good though cause it is a 100% passing rate which means I did not fail (This may be because the teacher went through the exact question that came out over and over again before the test)...that reminds me, he still owes us our ice cream or chicken wings due to a gamble with the class. And Finally...(drumroll)...I am going to Mt Ophir next month :p. Finally going to climb a mountain instead of some pathetic lump in the ground called Bukit Timah Hill (No offense intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the main content&lt;br /&gt;After watching a documentary I discovered that Halo is actually possible...not the great war between 2 races resulting in the invasion of a 3rd parasitic race...but the part about an explosion wiping out sentient life. WARNING SCIENTIFIC CONTENT AHEAD: (haha got that from mythbusters on discovery channel) If a star collapses into a black hole, it my emit 2 beams of pure energy in certain circumstances. This beams have the power of well...many many many of the most powerful Earthling bombs. If this happened a hundred light years from Earth and the beam was aimed at us, the following would happen:&lt;br /&gt;1: A blinding flash of blue light would appear in the sky&lt;br /&gt;2: There would be a blast equivilant to nuclear bombs going off all over the world at the same time&lt;br /&gt;3: The atmosphere would be blown away&lt;br /&gt;4: The Oceans will start to boil&lt;br /&gt;5: We would be subject to intense radiation from the blast and from the sun due to the absence of an atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but notice that the scene in the documentary is simillar to a cross between the laser of the Death Star and Glassification by the covenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less - Holy Cow The World Is Going To End - note here is a little something from www.mrbrown.com which I found quite funny...Oh yeah - Happy Belated Birthday Singapore. (I still remember typing this one year ago, how fast time flies) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, that 21-gun shoot, I can smell the smoke from here."  &lt;p&gt;"No lah, that smoke you smell is from the Seventh Month one."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"So what is the President asking the soldiers ah?"(Inspection of Guard Of Honour)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Jiak bah buay?" ("Eaten yet?")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Look, the President car in front got spare tyre, in case one of the tyres got punctured."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why they keep showing that ugly tap dancer ah?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Because the camera man is his friend."&lt;/p&gt;Ah, I have finally posted...zzz&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115540474063641631?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115540474063641631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115540474063641631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115540474063641631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115540474063641631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/08/fantasy-made-real.html' title='Fantasy made real'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115381990515899564</id><published>2006-07-25T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:49:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calm After The Storm</title><content type='html'>And so life in school goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather exciting day today despite the fact that I hit the sacks/went to bed at aroun 3.45am to finish a chinise composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off when the music to signal students to come down for assembly began late. By the time it started, 75% of the school was already seated. Mr Lee [the principal if you are still wondering] asked a "senior"(ancient) member of the staff - Mr David Chen as to why it began so late. This resulted in him having a blur look and started to panick. He soon disappeared to who know's where. Highlights of the morning "briefing" by the principal was that NBA players coming to play in Singapore would use our school as their training grounds - autographs anybody? - Imagine the possibilities. (I hope the team consits of the star players though and not some reserves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next highlight of the day was chemistry lesson. We started off by learning about moles (as in the unit mol and not the underground creature that destroys people's lawns) For further understanding we were show this website- http://www.moleday.org/ - a rather interesting one I might add. *Take a look at the Ten commandants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we headed to the lab where we had an experiment on heating copper (II) sulphate to obtain it in its anhydrous state (when it is white due to the absence of water). While waiting for the water to evaporate, some people decided to put the substance directly into the flame causing the flame to turn bright green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some even dropped the solid down the bunsen burner creating temporary fireworks. The breakages were also something to laugh at. One friend of mine poked a hole in the crucible with the glass rod while trying to break up the substance (It becomes extremely hard and forms a large piece of solid instead of powder when heated) Another caused it to chip when he stirred to hard. The teacher said and I quote "You beating egg ah?" The final breakage occured when someone put the freshly heated crucible under tap water causing the porcelain to crumble like a broken biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also injuries as well. The guy behind me apparantly made contact with the hot crucible resulting in the hair on his hand being burned off...First time I seen that happen. As for me, I had my own little incident. My crucible was already cold when I washed it. Adding the tap water turned out to be a big mistake as this resulted in a small plume of steam rising up from the powder. The surface of the porcelain also became extremely hot and the powder had a massive reduction in mass. Guess the heat was still trapped within the powder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end off, the second picture to appear on evilG.org...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n38/nic_sciencewhizz/Image192.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Callum aka monkey chief (he is a halo fan) - no insult intended to him&lt;br /&gt;And if you're wondering, I'm the one holding up the paper...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so everything is back to normal...&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115381990515899564?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115381990515899564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115381990515899564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115381990515899564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115381990515899564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/07/calm-after-storm.html' title='The Calm After The Storm'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115340842304678967</id><published>2006-07-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:00:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Persistently Non-Negative Post</title><content type='html'>Rumours and Rebellion, Controversies and Cover-ups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Due to a recent appeal by the principal to avoid the posting of negative comments that my taint the name of the school, this post shall only be about the current situation. Thus, details,opinions and views will be omitted...therefore it shall be Persistently Non-Negative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid any extra attention from the school, the press or other organisations that seek to blow the situation out of proportion...I will try my best to maintain my impartiallity when talking about the issues at hand. This is also to ensure that any part of the post is not quoted or used in any future articles that may be published in the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it began when rumours of teachers leaving started spreading around the school. This sparked an outrage even though they have not yet been confirmed. This led to some students posting online petitions to prevent this from taking place. However these rumours were later proved to be false by the principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next set of rumours served mainly to make matters and it regards the use of school funds. The belief was that the school fund, a portion of which was obtained from the students, was used in beautifying the school. The general response was "All these for a few rocks?". As before this was again proved to be false as much of the beautification costs were donated by parents or old boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of these rumours and the resulting response was that the papers wrote an article on the heated state of the school and almost published it. Fortunately our principal challenged them to prove all they have wrote by showing them evidence as well as allowing them to interview students without restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;(This was not really the case as I was told by a friend that they were under scrutiny when being interviewed and we were advised not to respond to prevent something about defamation and being brought to CASE as a minor or something of the sort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident, the rumours ended as suddenly as they started and they were pretty much forgotten about. And so life returns to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*something extra to note that does not pertain to the school. Beware of chilli padis because I accidentally chewed on one resulting in me having to ice the affected area for a full 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry also must exprain...&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115340842304678967?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115340842304678967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115340842304678967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115340842304678967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115340842304678967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/07/persistently-non-negative-post.html' title='The Persistently Non-Negative Post'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115255334023820086</id><published>2006-07-11T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:52:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monotony of a Student's LIfe</title><content type='html'>Sorry dear readears but I still have not found the time to finish the blogging list...considering the fact that this post was created at precisely 1.29.45 A.M.. Well somehow the school has outdone itself once again, and how? Well it appears that a majority of the students in my class still have not completed holiday homework even though this is week 3 (Unfortunately...I am no exception)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comparison I thought of... : If an exciting day is equal to a high definition plasma TV with surround sound, then my first 3 weeks would have been a silent black and white movie with a lot of static. (without popcorn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold the first picture to appear on evilG.org........Mister Chief with HDR lighting. Picture from bungie.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 417px; height: 207px;" src="http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n38/nic_sciencewhizz/cheifwithHDRlighting.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It is only a test picture as I am quite new to this sort of thing and am only testing it out...There may be more to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is getting extremely late and I need to rest my brilliant mind I shall continue posting some other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115255334023820086?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115255334023820086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115255334023820086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115255334023820086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115255334023820086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/07/monotony-of-students-life_11.html' title='The Monotony of a Student&apos;s LIfe'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115176392976656940</id><published>2006-07-01T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:57:21.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term 3 Day 1 - The students Dummy guide to Doom'sday</title><content type='html'>Before I start my blogging marathon, I decided to post number 6 on the list first as it is the most convenient. (A lot has happened during the intermission such as from POPing [refer to "D-Day" if unsure] with a coporal rank to my current rank of 2nd sergeant etc; mostly ramblings so I shall touch on that in other posts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way nothing much really happened on Day1 so I shall not really mention it. Minor events such as a ochestra performance by a group from china and a tour of the civic district but nothing major...until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHS family day cum homecoming....&lt;br /&gt;The day where everybody comes and nobody loses out on anything. F.Y.I - For Your Information, my (or shall I say our store) was doing BBQ and profits were somewhat impressive indeed. Lots of People - many of which seem to like hot food - patronised our "humble" shop (notice the inverted commas). Bumped into countless number of familiar people even those in JC now.&lt;br /&gt;Highlight was the dunking pool where students and teachers...hahaha...get dropped and soaked not before being pelted by flowers in what appeared to be a "dunking ritual". Students finally get to take revenge without the fear of repercussions &lt;-spelling error? And what better way to show the meaning of the phrase "The best for Last" then watching our Principal - Mr Lee dunk a teacher himself at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Finally when going home the brilliant 156 bus punctured one of its tires and everybody had to get off the bus but with a complimentary ticket and a full refund of the bus fare. Many decided to wait for the next bus but since I was so near to my house, I walked instead and kept the ticket as a souvenir of my first ecounter with such a thing. ....And that's about it really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a bit O' fun evilG.org proudly presents a compillation of "Yo Momma" Jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times when you are really irritated by your friend you can tell them this:  Yo momma so fat that...&lt;br /&gt;1) When she jumped for joy she got stuck (the original joke from the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;2) When she stepped on a weighing scale my handphone number appeared&lt;br /&gt;3) When she stepped on a weighing scale it said "1 at a time"&lt;br /&gt;4) When she went on a weighing machine, it said "Windows has met with an error and has to be shut down to prevent further damage to your computer. The error is "OVERFLOW_IN_INTEGER_VALUE&lt;br /&gt;5) When she walked in front of the TV, I missed a whole season&lt;br /&gt;6) She ought to have a "flammable" or "heavy vehicle" sign pasted on her shirt&lt;br /&gt;7) When she walks backwards she has to make a beeping sound to alert people that she is reversing&lt;br /&gt;8) When she travels overseas, she has to be put in the cargo hold&lt;br /&gt;9) She blows out all the tires upon boarding the bus&lt;br /&gt;10) When she jumps, she creates and epicenter and the Earth's orbit changes&lt;br /&gt;11) She will be the new roadroller&lt;br /&gt;12) The army uses her as their new Anti-tank Weapon&lt;br /&gt;13) She is classified as a WMD -&gt; Weapon of Mass Distendation&lt;br /&gt;14) She specialises in Mine clearance, Trench warefare and Enemy Morale Breaker&lt;br /&gt;15) When she scales Mount Everest she causes a Solar Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;16) In class She sits beside everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo momma so stupid that...&lt;br /&gt;1) She tripped over a cordless phone&lt;br /&gt;2) She tried to arrange M and Ms in alpahbetical order&lt;br /&gt;3) She starved to death when she was accidentally locked up in a grocery store&lt;br /&gt;4) She took the 22 bus twice when she missed bus 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh It Out Loud and have a blessed year ahead&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115176392976656940?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115176392976656940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115176392976656940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115176392976656940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115176392976656940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/07/term-3-day-1-students-dummy-guide-to.html' title='Term 3 Day 1 - The students Dummy guide to Doom&apos;sday'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-115122965737293016</id><published>2006-06-25T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:03:51.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "To Blog List" ; From An Undead Blog</title><content type='html'>Well holidays are almost over and the amount of shit hitting the fan has started to lessen...meaning I am less busy so the blog has been revived once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this shall only be (as the tittle implies) a too blog list...For the english deprived, it is a list of posts that I have yet to create of past events &lt;-What a mouthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list...&lt;br /&gt;1)Term 2 results    - To cry or not to cry&lt;br /&gt;2)Sec 3 camp          - To Malaysia and back again&lt;br /&gt;3)Kayaking course - Sand and Sun...in Bedok Reserviour&lt;br /&gt;4)Mutual test          - Teach, Teach and Teach&lt;br /&gt;5)Specialist course - Me, my spec badge and my rank&lt;br /&gt;6)Term 3 Day 1      - The students Dummy guide to Doom'sday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way...I may also be refreshing/renovating/doing maintenence on my blog soon so do check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards...To blogging&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-115122965737293016?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/115122965737293016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=115122965737293016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115122965737293016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/115122965737293016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-blog-list-from-undead-blog.html' title='A &quot;To Blog List&quot; ; From An Undead Blog'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114614909405604688</id><published>2006-04-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:44:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day</title><content type='html'>After 2 and a half years in NCC, it all boils down to this. The Passing-Out-Parade (POP in short).  To some it may not mean a thing and may even be humourous but for all sec3 and sec4 cadets it will be one of the most memorable days in their NCC life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the day when the sec4s leave and when we take over. They are stepping down and we are moving up to take their place at the top - As Leaders. Leaders...a word consisting of 7 letters yet has many meanings...reponsibilities and expectations included. I remember when I was in sec1 and witnessed POP for the first time. We were mere followers then, listening to orders being pushed around. From followers we advanced to apprentices and witness another batch become leaders. This year, This month, This week, Tomorrow, It will be our moment of glory our time to step forth and shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wondered what it would be like to be at the top...  I remember once we were a taught a very important lesson. It is that a job of a leader is to make sure everyone grows and become a better people as a whole in the end. Also noting that even though we move from followers to leaders, we become the servants again. For it is our duty to serve them to teach them, to train them into leaders like us. Simply... To Lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is coincidental that tomorrow is also the date for the first paper of the mid-year examinations. Maybe it is a sign that we as seniors we have more responsibilities and must prioritise well. I shall say no more as I know there have been a lot of long posts recently. So I bid you adeiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go now to lead...so help me God&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114614909405604688?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114614909405604688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114614909405604688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114614909405604688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114614909405604688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/d-day.html' title='D-Day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114597324793956276</id><published>2006-04-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:54:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week From Hell</title><content type='html'>Hmm this is bad, very bad. I haven't seen so much stress in all my 1.4 decades on this glorious planet. Hope it doesn't turn into a trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework is at an all time high with the mid-years right at our doorstep and ringing the doorbell as loud as ever. The remedial classes have also taken a toll.  Now when I look back I finally realise that I have not stepped home earlier than 6pm for the past few days. I am starting to get exhuasted especially with the late nights for the past month. In desperation I have resorted to rushing / "chionging" through the pile of homework in class. And what do I have to say about it?... It's nasty business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have an even heavier burden to carry with the sec 4s leaving our CCA. Even though the life as an NCO or Non-Commissioned Officer for the NCC iliterate ( meaning we are the mini bosses but don't get paid) seems to be so easy-going, it is definitely tough work and no better evidence than me running all over the school, not to mention Singapore just to prepare for a single day's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a change in subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa has finally been finished and my results are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run/jog              - 13.48 minutes&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run                    - 10.3 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Standing Broad Jump - 203 centimeters&lt;br /&gt;Sit and Reach               - 43 centimeters&lt;br /&gt;Inclined Pull-ups         - 37&lt;br /&gt;Sit Ups                          - 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as good as the previous years results but it's still fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;P.S the whether today was horrid. In essence, I got a free shower with all my clothes on and my shoe was so wet that when I removed it and turned it upside-down, water dripped out from inside. Ironically this pair was new as my parents bought it because my other two pairs were still wet and cannot be worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how weary I have become.&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114597324793956276?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114597324793956276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114597324793956276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114597324793956276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114597324793956276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/week-from-hell.html' title='The Week From Hell'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114553662124627704</id><published>2006-04-20T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:07:32.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Victorious People</title><content type='html'>What an action packed day. I would definitely choose this over a James Bond Film anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First major event of the day - Recreation of the 1932 German Reichstag Elections. Best history lesson ever with all the propaganda and excitement going round. Too bad a certain Hitler Ho (add a wee and a seng at the back and you should know the identity) had such a lengthy speech, though the coordinated shouts and salutes to Hitler does tickle the funny bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazi propaganda seemed to have lost its touch unlike the KPD (communist power!) which I found the most powerful and motivating. Well as for the results, all I can say is that if we voted in 1932, Germany would be communist and the Nazi party would have lost by a single vote...HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, a little commentary by the voting group, quite a few laughs here and there. This is what one guy said - I would vote for the Nazis as the have clear objectives, strong points etc etc and most importantly...cheaper...healthcare. Another said - I would never vote for the Center Party as I find president hindenburg highly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the day - Finals for Basketball Between CHS and SGSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school had made it compulsory for all sec 1 to sec 3s to go down and cheer the team on. I think our principal not only wanted to win...he wanted pure ownage and that is just what we did. Somehow before the match a group of us got lost (Yes...lost in Singapore) and worse still, in the Toa Payoh bus interchange. Then we asked around and started to recall the old route we took in sec 2 to a previous match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat high crowd literally filled up half the sports hall with 75% of the school there compared to around a third of the hall by SGSS. Spectecular match with brilliant cheering from both sides however, I must say we did a better job. When they tried doing the kallang wave they only managed ripples where as we, gave them a whole tsunami. No matter how relucant we were, everyone seemed to enjoy the game, participating in the wave and shouting their voices hoarse for all the cheers. Even the teachers were jumping for joy when we scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, SGSS put up a nerve racking fight by sticking so close to our score. Unfortunately for them to only managed to lead us twice in the game and at the most by 3 points. We demonstrated what is known as thrashing by scoring first (A.K.A "First Blood"!) and leading them by 10 points for the first half eventhough it was reduced to around 5 in the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three major funny things happened. First was that a SGSS sat on a CHS player by accident after falling and remained there for a while infuriating the CHS player. Next we were shouting here and there as the SGSS made their shot and what an anti-climax it was when the ball got stuck between the hoop and the board..first time I have seen such a thing. Finally when we were singing the national anthem at the end someone decided to clap when the song finished even though it was a solem moment and everybody was at attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as one might have guessed...we won...duh! Teachers were jumping and screaming like crazy even the famous one (who politely put: is more intouch with his feminine side). Certainly was worth our time and I seriously don't mind going next year again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power to the people!...or the students for this matter.&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114553662124627704?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114553662124627704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114553662124627704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114553662124627704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114553662124627704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/victorious-people.html' title='The Victorious People'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114537407557910230</id><published>2006-04-18T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:27:55.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bug Strikes Back</title><content type='html'>How miserable it has been the past few days...down with some kind of flu or the sort. Worse of all I have been this way for the entire weekend. All 72hours of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature has also been very unforgiving with the endless downpours. Have to walk home in the rain...even the umbrella doesn't help much in downpours. Just today my bag got soaked and the compartment containing my cable, adapter and pencil box got flooded including another one with my phone. Fortunately all of them worked after a bit of drying. My shoes got filled with water as well and it felt as though I was walking on sponges with all the squelching and stuff...nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday did not go too well as we discovered our PE teacher was a sadist in sheep's clothing as he claimed and I quote : "Your 2.4 timing has expired as it is supposed to be 2 weeks before and 2 weeks after so everyone has to retake" WHAT A LOAD OF BULL "WASTE" ( you can substitute that word for something more obscence if you want) I put in my best for the latest run and shattered my past records and what does that _____ (leave it to you to fill it in) say? "It Expired" Even my snacks last longer than that. Absolute crap nothing more. So on with life...ran the stupid thing again and tried to match the timing before but since I was sick, managed to scrap a pass with 13.4somthing. ergh disgusted just looking at that number. Oh well, no one said life was fair, guess I will just ignore this hump or should I say mountain that appeared along the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though this may seem like rock bottom and can't get any worse, fate or whatever you want to name it...seemed to have a jackhammer or some dynamite to blast through the rock cause it got worse. We just got notified that almost all the major subjects will be having remedial, more tests and practices together with extra homework in a special package that "will help us prepare for the mid-years". As this is a site for geniuses I hope the dear readers will realise that with CCA, External Activities and this "Extra Package" we can kiss our free time to do our own preparation on the Arse and wave it goodbye. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things perk up soon..&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114537407557910230?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114537407557910230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114537407557910230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114537407557910230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114537407557910230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/bug-strikes-back.html' title='The Bug Strikes Back'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114502515991645026</id><published>2006-04-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:34:46.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Accidental Week</title><content type='html'>hmm accidents seem to be at an all time high this week...maybe it is because of Good Friday so as to clear up all the bad stuff before the weekend approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly for the long acticipated chemistry practical test, one of the guyz in the lab accidenally broke 5 test tubes when he toppled the whole rack of them. Somehow one survived the fall !? ( I wonder how) I was recording my observations at that point and when it happened everyone in the lab turned around stunned; my pen still on the paper at the last letter I wrote. Perhaps not everybody because one group of them were discussing answers to their test using the incident as a distraction --&gt; pure genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during recess while discussing the accident and accidental stuff, the guy talking accidentally knocked over a glass full of ice with one of his hand geustures. The ice narrowly missed flying into someone's plate of rice...curry included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next accident would involve me as I bought some pencil lead for my mech pencil. Surprise Surprise... THE LEAD WAS TOO BIG FOR THE PENCIL. I mean is there even such a thing? I thought a lead was supposed to fit all pencils...  What a waste, a buck and ten cents down the drain and I believe the aunty in the shop does not have the word "refund" in her vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has the world come to?...&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114502515991645026?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114502515991645026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114502515991645026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114502515991645026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114502515991645026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/accidental-week.html' title='The Accidental Week'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114466501765977808</id><published>2006-04-10T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:30:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of crap the II</title><content type='html'>Ah horrible day today all sorts of crap occured [by the way I just found out I was born 2 days after the 62nd aniversary or the death of Gustav Stressemann (history students would know who he is from the chapter on germany)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah first major crap that happened was PE. At first I thought that 12.41 for 2.4km run was quite a good timing until I found out that it only gets me a D grade when one needs grades of C and above to get a gold for NAPFA. What's more, even though the teacher started the five stations today, he could not finish it in time thus everything would not count as it all has to be done in one day so that we can't go home and rest and improve the rest of our results. This means we would have to do everything again except for the 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major crap the second was that maths lesson was terrible. At first the teacher did not come so we were all elated but it soon disappeared when we were stuck with a crappy teacher that really really (I have to get rid of this habit) pissed me off by demanding that we pay attention even though her class was 2 chapters ahead and asked us to do practices even though what she said remained as mere words to us with no meaning at all and most did not even have a single idea of what she was teaching (Linear law if you are curious while we were still at coordinate geometry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergh horrible day&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114466501765977808?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114466501765977808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114466501765977808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114466501765977808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114466501765977808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-of-crap-ii.html' title='Day of crap the II'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114456927916106419</id><published>2006-04-09T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:54:39.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gloom</title><content type='html'>Ah where has my punctuality gone...down the drain I suppose (ok this post is meant for friday and if you are wondering what happened to the weekend ones...well nothing much really happens on Saturdays and Sundays.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one could say that saturday did not go as well as expected. Actually it was much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first up, was that we got a feeling of what it would be like when we took over after the sec4s leave for their prelims. On our very first PT (physical training) something really really really ( &lt;--add on as many as you want) bad happened. While doing some activities, a discus flew over from the field and hit somebody in the head while we were training at the fitness corner. All I can say is that there was a small pool of blood on the ground and the guy recieved 8 stitches. I am not at liberty to disclose any more information as this is a rather sensitive issue and the rest is not on a need to know basis...and you don't need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got a load of crap (or what some would call homework) for the weekend and I am starting to hate it even though I have been trying to sustain a "motivated" attitude towards school. At least something to look forward to is good friday next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114456927916106419?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114456927916106419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114456927916106419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114456927916106419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114456927916106419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/gloom.html' title='The Gloom'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114423702581013363</id><published>2006-04-05T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:37:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IFD - International Friendship Day</title><content type='html'>Well today the main highlight was the assembly to commemorate International Friendship Day or IFD in short.&lt;br /&gt;The first hint that something was up was when the teacher in-charge of organising this, dressed like a crocodile hunter or like staff from a safari, came to announce it during morning assembly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part of the show was when the Japenese Association of Singapore came on to do a performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up - they did a short show with their drums and someone commented that he was worried one of the performers would break a rib since they were of a "senior" age yet doing something as vigourous and drumming and running around the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next - There was a dance section where they demonstrated some Japenese dances and there was one particular song which I found extremely chilling. The notes were so high pitch that they literally sent shivers down my spine (not joking) and I could feel ripples of that sensation going down my back...goosebumps were also appearing all over my fore arm and my hair was starting to stand on ends...ergh freaky music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally -Students and teacher then got to go on stage and perform along with the guests. A certain teacher who all catholic high should be familiar with (famous for dirty stories and sleeping in class - hope that ex-cop would not read this) went on stage and did a fantastic job of making everyone laugh. At that point of time one of the guest came down to get the audience to participate more and that was when another comment reached my ears. Due to her "senior" age and the way she smiled, her face resembled medusa thus the guy next to me warned everyone not to look for fear of well...I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise it all well it looked like something out of memoirs of a geisha and I hope never to hear such freaky music or see such dancing for fear of losing my hearing and vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In commemoration of IFD:&lt;br /&gt;Treasure your friends as they treasure you&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114423702581013363?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114423702581013363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114423702581013363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114423702581013363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114423702581013363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/ifd-international-friendship-day.html' title='IFD - International Friendship Day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114416475523122015</id><published>2006-04-04T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:32:36.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter: The Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>Ok this shall be a summary of all funny things that have happened this week (hope it will liven up the blog a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Math:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While deciding  when to hold a remedial, someone suggested that it be held a friday but as all cat high students know, it is the day when most of the CCAs take place thus he was immediately accused of trying to skip (otherwise known as pwn) his bowling training therefore resulting in someone suggesting he had no balls. In response another suggested that he bowl his own balls as a substitution...(the argument ended at this point as the teacher finally got irritated by this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chemistry SPA (School Practical Assesment):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, while recording observations for testing of ions, someone tried to add more "life" to his observations and turned it into a descriptive essay... Here is something like what he wrote: The chemicals splashed as I mixed them and colours appeared before my eyes...etc. etc. It seems that the students are now getting more and more creative in their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that some people in class have devoloped a habit of throwing their rubbish out the window (examples are potato chips wrappers, tissues, bits of papers and even unwanted worksheets) *thus someone suggested throwing teachers out the window if we found them... well unsatisfactory (*It was only a joke so please do not go to the newspaper for news about teachers being chucked out the window) In relation to that point, while doing group work, one of my group members decided to have a bit of stretch and reached out the window with a stapler in his hand...at that point of time, the stapler "mysteriously" slipped out of his fingers and flew of the tiling and in the direction of the flag poles right outside the classroom. (There were many classes having PE then fortunately no one got staplered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dismissal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody was packing up and getting ready to leave, a chair was "accidentally" knocked over. A guy then happened to walk past and one of his leg hit another of the chairs legs and sent him flying forward. (Yes it may seem horrible to laugh at others but please read on) This was not the most hilarious part as after he grumbled and complained, he walked back and tripped over the very same chair again this time in the other direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun thing today was the fact that we finally got to use concentrated hydrochloric acid for our chemistry SPA. The feeling of holding something so powerful in your hand was very exciting...muhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh it up&lt;br /&gt;-EvilG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114416475523122015?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114416475523122015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114416475523122015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114416475523122015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114416475523122015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/04/laughter-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter: The Best Medicine'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114381417358722749</id><published>2006-03-31T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:09:33.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Range</title><content type='html'>Hmm...It seems I forgot to post yesterday or I was too tired for that matter. So this shall be the "late work" of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live range yesterday, more fun than I ever imagined haha.  We had been anticipating this trip for a whole month as the last time we went, mother nature was not on our side but the same thing happened this year. Only difference is that we went early enough to avoid the rain's interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally got to be the assistant before our detail's (group's) turn and that was the most scary part as it was the first time we witnessed a live firing in progress. Every round that was fired caused some vibrations on the ground and created a small black cloud at the point of the bullet's exit. The force of the firing also blew the grass infront forward from a distance. The most scary part is when you get an IA (Immidiate Action) which means that there is a serious problem with the gun or bullet. The most common being half filling (only half the bullet in the chamber) or double filling (one and a half). Abit funny when someone had double filling cause the officer went to unload and cock the rifle twice and a bullet dropped out each time he cocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got to fire the fear of pulling the trigger had already faded away. Fortunately my gun did not jam a singal time. The recoil was something to watch out for though cause the gun will jerk voilently, and most often painfully backwards. Another thing to worry about is the empty catridges that get ejected since they are very hot. One of my friends got hit by one on his hand just before he fired and caused him to miss the target. Another one flew up another of my friend's uniform giving him quite a nasty shock. Before all this, we were told by the officer to worry about your own shooting and not care about the others or as they say in the army - f***care. But some cant help themselves noticing the stickers that used to patch holes on the target board dropped off upon being hit therefore resulting in more holes than the shots fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then got our results...but since the officer was non-chinese, he pronounced some of our names with hillarious consequences. He even accused someone of being communist from the way he pronounced it, saying it sounded wierd. He then conducted a body search with a metal detector to make sure we did not bring any "stuff" (bullets, cartridges and whatnots) with us and scolded someone "you puntat" (whatever that means) when they did not spread out and also requested every Tom Dick and Harry to br present while adding that Dick may be exempted. Ah what an interesting day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result? 13 marksman (1o/10), 8 passes (10&gt;x&gt;5) and 2 failures (x&lt;5)&lt;br /&gt;My score? 8/10 haiz...&lt;br /&gt;another post brought to you by:&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114381417358722749?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114381417358722749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114381417358722749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114381417358722749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114381417358722749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/range.html' title='The Range'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114364089082374665</id><published>2006-03-29T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:01:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Destiny - NCC</title><content type='html'>Well what a conclusion to my "perfect week" so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the 1st: What happened today? you might ask... Well I will gladly tell you. We started off by getting scolded and punished for being late for assembly. What was the punishment? you might ask next... My reply would be 5 whole Freaking ******* rounds around the plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeding on: Post reveal for us today... For non-NCC people or those who do not have a single inkling of what that means, simply put - we were told our jobs for the year after taking over from the beloved sec 4s. What did I get? QuaterMaster (QM in short). Once again for the people who cannot make out a single word that you have just read, it is the NCC air Janitor...in charge of cleaning and organising the CCA room, getting stuff, equipment and all essential items including food during camps (logistics) and making sure our wonderful "angels"/cadets get their badges, uniforms etcetera etcetera etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming events that may just qualify as exciting:&lt;br /&gt;25m Live range tmr (BANG BANG)&lt;br /&gt;Sports night the day after (GO GO GO)&lt;br /&gt;National Areomodeling Competition where 4 of us in 2 man teams are going including *yours truly* (No sound Available)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haiz...dont know what to say so i'll just sign off)&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114364089082374665?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-114353960478465619</id><published>2006-03-28T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T17:53:24.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Complete!</title><content type='html'>Finally the blog has been refreshed and now contains many more sections that I think you will find useful or interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also much neater now with my profile split up  and all the links arranged in alphabetical order... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a short entry of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again another perfect day like yesterday though we had a few scoldings here and there...if this keeps up, this would undoubtedly be the best week in any school so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally I have once again solidified my hold on the tittle "Evilg" by getting full marks for an Additional Math test...Ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114353960478465619?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114353960478465619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114353960478465619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114353960478465619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114353960478465619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/updates-complete.html' title='Updates Complete!'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114346979098269414</id><published>2006-03-27T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:29:50.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Updates</title><content type='html'>Today was the perfect day...nothing went wrong, I was on a roll and felt like I was on a high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now to the updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New Sections in the sidebar have been created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)New sites have been added for the new section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)More blog links have been included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)The blog links are now in alphabetical order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Still facing minor glitches here and there though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114346979098269414?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114346979098269414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114346979098269414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114346979098269414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114346979098269414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/current-updates_27.html' title='Current Updates'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114337138567744159</id><published>2006-03-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:11:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Updates</title><content type='html'>1) An error in the string theory site has been removed thus the site can now be accessed instead of being redirected to microsoft.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)The name of the link has been changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)A new blog has been added to the blog list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will  be posting other changes when they are completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-12615480.post-114337079349913316</id><published>2006-03-26T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:59:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Site Is Temporarily Down</title><content type='html'>Due to extensive updates, maintainence and changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog will be inactive for a short period of time, maybe a few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason is that I do not want to do everything in one shot so feel free to come and look at any new changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114337079349913316?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-114330068308308573</id><published>2006-03-25T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:31:24.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Realisations</title><content type='html'>Well I expected today to be uneventful...surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok , today's main event - charity walk for donations to kidz with cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I would be reluctant to go but since it was for a good cause - why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey, while on the bus, I was talking to a friend discussing some stuff which well concerns emotional and psychological "well-being" of those around me. At the same time, I was listening to the music on his MP3 and watching the scenery fly past while I sat in the morning sun. It is times like this when I get my inspiration and I feel motivated...when I am at peace and I feel like God is sitting beside me. I realised what a colourful picture my life has been so far - being able to observe such beauty and meeting and appreciating all the different people I have encountered so far as well as all the experiences. Can't wait to see what the future beholds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to the walk...&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we just spent 1 1/2 hours walking around pasir ris park before being dismissed. Walked all the way out to Elias park after that (I seem to be getting addicted to long walks this year). Maybe its because I get to walk and talk with friends. Took a long bus ride back to Bishan and had lunch at Long John Silver's. Encountered one my sergeants there. Then this curious thing happened...I dropped my phone and a whole group of girls behind me stared for a momment and broke out in laughter. What was so funny? Nobody else was laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, spent the rest of the day trying to solve connection and game problems before I actually did some playing...not many funny things happened unfortunately. Though there were some good jokes involving over-sized, sleepy and gay teachers ( Trenz/Reuben would know what I am talking about) as well as discussing what would happen if a war between master chief, counter-terrorists and terrorists, and  wizards (as in harry potter) broke out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114330068308308573?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114330068308308573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114330068308308573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114330068308308573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114330068308308573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-realisations.html' title='My Realisations'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114320886068184988</id><published>2006-03-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:01:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Cadet Core</title><content type='html'>ok time to get serious for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the tittle implies , this post is for any of the air guyz who happen to come across this blog therefore the usual readers may feel it contains mainly rambling...bear with it and dont be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual alot of things happened today-lots of work for the weekend, blacked out and almost fainted during the parade, felt like throwing up and my arm muscles from shoulder to fingertips just froze...had to force my fingers open yet the muscles pulled them back again...horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok-&gt; homework, activities and some personal "issues" aside, time to get down with business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today we got a pep talk by our UDI and somehow I feel that it answered alot of questions, gave me some insight and motivated me, all in a span of a few minutes...amazing right. Well thanks staff, you always have a knack for inspiring people with your amazing speeches. As for the talk I guess the main point was that we have to work together - posters and non-posters. It's getting a bit tough now... I knew it wasn't easy the day people went for silver wing phase I and the part got separated by the rank gap. But, I believe the best part was about us "growing" together as one and emerging at the end of the day a changed person and what touched me the most was the part on having sleepless nights wondering whether he had failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why I want to get that post...each and every UDI that comes and goes have their own unique teaching and leading style. Personally I believe those that connect with their part are the best kind...and those that are involved in the overall well-being and maturing of their cadets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, it's about time to liven up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a dose of SHIT -&gt; Super Hardcore Intense Training (as coined by the CLTs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also discovered more about supernumeries or "the cream of the crop" which is supposed to be a prestigous tittle...what a load of crap as we found out. It appears that they are those that end up doing the dirty work or "psy kang" in short thus we call the supernumeries "super psy kang warrior".&lt;br /&gt;They get all the crap such as laying the red carpet for dignitaries and slacking at important courses. It appears they accept volunteers for the course as the smart people reject invitations resulting in a shortage of them. I suspect they are not happy about not getting the staff sergeant rank and are desperate or "despo" for a tittle. Word is that the course burns up the weekends and seriously affects your O' levels. Rewarding tittle indeed...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by:&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114320886068184988?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114320886068184988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114320886068184988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114320886068184988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114320886068184988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/national-cadet-core.html' title='National Cadet Core'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114310030172715212</id><published>2006-03-23T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:51:41.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sochai gang</title><content type='html'>Well Today was one of those extraordinary days where teachers joke with students and do not really have a concern for work...Wahwah indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we get at the start of the day? NO ASSEMBLY - WooHoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next? TEACHER ABSENT - Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then? ENGLISH NOT A DRAG - Ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me to the point - Our English teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we got a little background information about her today...apparently she was from cedar and a group of girls known as (????)&lt;-cant remember the name. But they also called themselves Sochai or something like that. Can't make out what she said cause her chinese well...sucks. Our English Teacher was like that last time!?...cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today I am home earlier than I thought possible thanks to the lack of reason to stay back in school today - Perfect, Just Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By the way:&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why I have not posted jokes on the blog, some are rather discriminatory (or however you spell that word) thus I am saving myself from being called a "irresponsible blogger" by the "authorities" or the sort. (so put any ideas for funny stuff on the tagboard please. Thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by:&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114310030172715212?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114310030172715212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114310030172715212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114310030172715212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114310030172715212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/sochai-gang.html' title='The Sochai gang'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114303493864053489</id><published>2006-03-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:42:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The interview, The shootout and The wahwah School</title><content type='html'>Hmm lotsa stuff going on today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the student council organises a interview with H.B. Lee... No longer is the school some secretive CIA agency! Students get a chance to hear a "Behind The Scene's" account of how the school is run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some topics brought up:&lt;br /&gt;1. Going Co-ed!&lt;br /&gt;2. How the finance department works&lt;br /&gt;3. Reasons for massive inflation mentioned before&lt;br /&gt;4. Long pants for Upper-sec!&lt;br /&gt;5. Last but not least...hairstyling 101 for students&lt;br /&gt;(It seems that although long-hair is banned, shaving bald is equally frowned upon in the school society)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shootout:&lt;br /&gt;Location - Yishun SAFRA (Weapons range)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An outing with the guyzs to Yishun SAFRA... Finally a chance to touch up our shooting skills, it has been a while since I handled the M16. (Sure beats playing counter-strike and watching a digital M4A1 Carbine in action)&lt;br /&gt;There was an incident when somebody started to shoot before the magazine was in - It flew out of the rifle while aiming... Well I wasn't much better off today. Reason being my shooting is still not perfect - shooting 2/3s and the occasional Bird/Elephant shooting when I hit nothing at all. (Normally referred to as BoBo Shooting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wahwah school:&lt;br /&gt;Something related to the interview-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that during the interview, H.B created a new name for our school - The Wahwah school&lt;br /&gt;Wahwah school Definition: A school where vistors say "Wah!" after observing amazing, interesting or astounding object, people of phenomena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update on the current school names:&lt;br /&gt;1. The DWIT school (Do Whatever It Takes)&lt;br /&gt;2. The World-class school&lt;br /&gt;3. School of Distinction&lt;br /&gt;4. The school of gentlemen and billingual Scholars&lt;br /&gt;5. 公教中学 (Gong Jiao Zhong Xue for the chinese illiterate)&lt;br /&gt;6. Catholic High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for today&lt;br /&gt;Another post brought to you proudly by&lt;br /&gt;-Evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114303493864053489?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114303493864053489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114303493864053489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114303493864053489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114303493864053489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/interview-shootout-and-wahwah-school.html' title='The interview, The shootout and The wahwah School'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114293150798194811</id><published>2006-03-21T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:58:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>by the way people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some updates and a new poll available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114293150798194811?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114293150798194811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114293150798194811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114293150798194811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114293150798194811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114293005367054506</id><published>2006-03-21T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T16:34:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Of Spam</title><content type='html'>Today we got spammed with homework. And I emphasize "SPAMMED"&lt;br /&gt;We got all sorts of compositions to do -&gt; what a variety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today...teachers chasing for work, students rushing "chionging" in shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well that's actually all that happened today. very eventful as you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what I can come up with next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dry blog by:&lt;br /&gt;evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114293005367054506?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114293005367054506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114293005367054506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114293005367054506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114293005367054506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-of-spam.html' title='The Day Of Spam'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-114284371051550685</id><published>2006-03-20T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:35:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blogging drought</title><content type='html'>Well i'm apparently back from the long "Blogging drought" which seems to be more frequent nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...sec 3 does take its toll on people as I can observe the energy draining away for the once energetic  people of sec 2 and turning them into study zombies (SZ for short) ...courtesy of  H.B. Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His propaganda is turning more people to his side of SZs. Any resistance was crushed by the load of homework and tests resulting in widespread failure among the whole level. This all seemed to stem from the O level results which he feels it was, I quote "very disappointing". Thus this seems to be nothing more than revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*once again something to cheer you up (especially for NCC people)&lt;br /&gt;-Due to popularity in school among the air guyz this can be sun according to "seasons in the sun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; a short extract from the chorus : "we had drills, we got pumped, we had trainings in the sun and the games and the songs like the seasons have all gone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the full song, it is almost fininshed and can be found in my, or a certain "aric chia's" class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current/business news:&lt;br /&gt;Massive inflation for sec 3 due to rising cost in worksheets and the new Ten Year Series books or codename *TYS. The cost of the heymath website has made a large impact on the level and the repercussions are starting to reverberate around the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;A Hairy Situation - teachers are now going overboard in their quest to find the  "perfect hairstyle". Students with averagely long hair have been detained for questioning in this crisis.&lt;br /&gt;The Black Sheep - There was also a recent controversy as an old boy ditched our school or affectionately called "pang sei" us and went to "a near-by institution" or "neighbour" as H.B. Lee used to say. Reason being our students apperently ignored or "dao "him for a course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeiu once again till next time&lt;br /&gt;-nic_sciencewhizz/evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-114284371051550685?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/114284371051550685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=114284371051550685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114284371051550685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/114284371051550685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/03/blogging-drought.html' title='The blogging drought'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-113725471890482803</id><published>2006-01-14T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:05:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem - Seize The Day</title><content type='html'>"FUTURE: Your Future is not in the hands of your teachers...Your future is in Your Hands" -some things learnt from a carpe diem lesson. I personally find them very motivational most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has definitely been a while since I last posted...I hope the last post should have been good enough. The delay was due to my lack of ideas of what to post. That in addition to the secondary 1 CCA orientation which had taken alot of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some updates on the on-goings in school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday someone managed to convince our maths teacher that our recess was half an hour earlier due to the bell signaling the end of the lower-secondary recess. It was successful until someone happened to notify her...ended up at least 5 minutes late (by the way 5 minutes makes a big difference in the length of the queue!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to Yishun SAFRA and did our simulated shooting in the indoor rifle range. It was quite interesting especially after watching the NCO's try out different scenarios especially a night shoot-out when the target looks almost like the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...today's post is a bit dry...well, you just have to live with it. The next post will definitely contain some interesting stuff and that's a promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;br /&gt;-evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-113725471890482803?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/113725471890482803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=113725471890482803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113725471890482803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113725471890482803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/01/carpe-diem-seize-day.html' title='Carpe Diem - Seize The Day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-113655635078884137</id><published>2006-01-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:05:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun Time</title><content type='html'>Hmm...my leg has been hurting for the past few days now ever since the 50 squats and the climbing of a 30 story flat twice. Any slight pressure would result in extreme pain and discomfort, can't sit down too quickly, can't climb stairs. So much for training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like its going to be a busy weekend with all the homework. An essay of 600 words about love!? And a 500 word chinese essay about an incident when helping a friend put you in a very bad position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough ranting for today...time for some funny stuff (bet you have not seen some here for a while). This stories come with their own morals too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shitty business:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a bird was trying to fly to the south for winter. Unfortunately he left abit too late and become too exhausted to fly on. As he crashed into the snow. A cow came and unloaded a pile of shit onto him. At first he thought that he had the worst of luck but soon realised that the shit kept him warm and comfortable. He then let out a sigh of satisfaction which was heard by a cat. The cat then pulled him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals:&lt;br /&gt;1. People who give shit to you may not always be your enemy&lt;br /&gt;2. People who take you out of shit may not always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are in deep shit, you better shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of bullshit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkey decided that he wanted to fly but knew that it was an impossibility. However a bull came over and said that if he ate his shit he would be able to take off. As days went by the turkey ate the shit and managed to reach higher branches of a tree. Finally he decided it was time and jumped off the top and died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit may get you to the top but it won't keep you there for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a rabbit saw a crow perched on a branch and decided to watch and see what it was doing up there. As he waited, a fox smelt him, came over and ate him while he was still watching the crow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are sitting around doing nothing, it is best to be at the top (no slacking if you are not the boss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;nic_sciencewhizz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-113655635078884137?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/113655635078884137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=113655635078884137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113655635078884137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113655635078884137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-fun-time.html' title='Some Fun Time'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-113638554597367723</id><published>2006-01-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:39:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second step of the journey</title><content type='html'>Well day 2 seem to be better for me...I seemed to have gotten over the holiday blues and school seems almost natural to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends and discovered a few dangerous people as well but all seems well in my new class but I can't seem to be able to get over the past...old friends, old teachers (some cases literally) and old times. At least some precious moments were saved in the first few entries of the blog. Seemed like yesterday when I first blogged...typing in class, beside close friends hearing the usual chatter and complaints. Up till now I keep wanting to walk to the 3rd level and back to my old class unconciously---&gt; A habit I will hate to throw away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise we have come so far in our learning journey...only if...if we can rewind the clock back to the good old days. But time waits for no one, it's time to move on, no more wallowing in the past. Time to let go a whole portion of my heart which belongs to...2-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as for the daily stuff:&lt;br /&gt;First training today. Quite interesting putting up banners for the sec 1 orientation and managed to have and interesting PT session...also given a chance to conduct it ourselves, felt bad pumping our friends though.&lt;br /&gt;English was quite fun having watched a romeo and Juliet movie and history with all the talk about war. Seems like a fun start to the term (not including day 1)&lt;br /&gt;BEST OF ALL: More occasions of people stepping into the wrong clases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I go now to reflect on today and think about tomorrow, maybe I will think of something new.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a blessed year ahead:&lt;br /&gt;Evilg___&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-113638554597367723?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/113638554597367723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=113638554597367723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113638554597367723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113638554597367723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/01/second-step-of-journey.html' title='Second step of the journey'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-113630655945697075</id><published>2006-01-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:44:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal entry: January 2006 DAY 1</title><content type='html'>Well it is the first time I have seen so much activity the moment I reached the school, the 4th level alive and jammed with people running around finding old friends. The first day got off without a hitch with a few interesting teachers (I wish I could say the same for some others). Strangely I did not see much activity going on with the secondary 1 students unlike I have seen in the previous years, just clueless to why it is so this year. Could it be an omen? I hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day and we already have homework but the poetry appreciation as can be found on chel3.blogspot.com really made me think about life and so I conclude this short post to find peace and reflect for this year ahead. (by the way it seems that this year is crucial for the O' levels therefore looks as busy as ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all readers a blessed and fruitful year ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic_sciencewhizz signing off____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-113630655945697075?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/113630655945697075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=113630655945697075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113630655945697075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113630655945697075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/01/journal-entry-january-2006-day-1.html' title='Journal entry: January 2006 DAY 1'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-113619855091201788</id><published>2006-01-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:48:26.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year...new post...</title><content type='html'>Well it seems that the momment has finally arrived...a post after 3 months&lt;br /&gt;So the once thought of as never-ending year end holiday has well...ended- here comes sec 3 it seems to me that we are in for a rough year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lessons are more detailed and no longer are combined into a single topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-being seniors means more responsibilities in cca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-big exams instead of tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a simple **** up would have great consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst of all *year 2005 sec2 would be missed by one and all*&lt;br /&gt;many have said that our batch is the pioneer one in catholic high and we have done what no others have accomplished having revolutionised the gaming world in cat high with the awe inspiring T4010 or the common tablet pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having spammed wikipedia, posted in uncyclopedia used the school's wireless as a lan network and making many gamers pround of their accomplishments, I have to say that 2005 was a very fruitfull year...and now we have to move on---&gt;classes broken up, friends split up, having a whole lot of rubbish pushed onto us, (i could go on but it would never end). At least with the passing of a year we have new knowledge with us and more maturity *I hope, to face the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with every new year there ought to be resolutions&lt;br /&gt;and i do not intend to break tradition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.no more gaming as if it was nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.to make sure that i put my heart and soul into everything I do be it acedemic or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.to be more patient with everyone including teachers, friends and parents thus being more understanding to the way they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus i conclude this post... before i forget i would like to bid all readers a merry christmas and a happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now bid you adieu...Till I post again&lt;br /&gt;-nic_sciencewhizz/evilg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-113619855091201788?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/113619855091201788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=113619855091201788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113619855091201788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/113619855091201788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-yearnew-post.html' title='New year...new post...'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-112774565968516874</id><published>2005-09-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:40:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally another post some might say...haha</title><content type='html'>So this post has taken exactly 1 month and 3 days to arrive....ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY this is not a post but merely an announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will not be any post for a period of time most likely till november due to lack of free time&lt;br /&gt;[ :( ] some might think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT HELP IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there would most likely be tons of posts after that (its not a promise)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-112774565968516874?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/112774565968516874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=112774565968516874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112774565968516874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112774565968516874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally-another-post-some-might.html' title='Finally another post some might say...haha'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-112480238518509917</id><published>2005-08-23T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:06:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polling has been made available!!</title><content type='html'>The polling system has been added to this blog... Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the last option is only for twoners to opt for :P cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-112480238518509917?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/112480238518509917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=112480238518509917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112480238518509917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112480238518509917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/08/polling-has-been-made-available.html' title='Polling has been made available!!'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-112359348079442096</id><published>2005-08-09T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:18:00.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>Since today is the Ninth of August I would like to give a special shout out to our nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;with 40 yEARS of nation building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the prime minister has said for this year's theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE IS OUR TO MAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's work hard people and make the nation a thriving one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-112359348079442096?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/112359348079442096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=112359348079442096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112359348079442096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112359348079442096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-112359240436271132</id><published>2005-08-09T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:00:04.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermission between blogs</title><content type='html'>For 2-1ners visiting the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on projects due:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Maths clinometer (due friday 12 august)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Shakespeare's edited script (due next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) [For home econs ppl] The stuffed object (due sometime soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Flash animation (due week 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For NCC cadets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Total Defence (URGENT: BY FRIDAY or de badge goes down de drain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Pacing for 100m (before the orientation test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Organising notes and getting those missing from Alpha (due same as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE ON BLOG ACTIVITIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A draft on the next blog is being produced but do not fret as it is coming out sometime soon and improved from the previous one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR PEOPLE FEELING DOWN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something to cheer you up...courtesy of a reliable source...and adapted from somewhere on the net......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Star Wars fans out there...laugh it out loud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A furious light sabre duel is under way. DARTH VADER is backing  LUKE&lt;br /&gt;SKYWALKER toward the end of the gantry. A quick move by Vader,  chops&lt;br /&gt;off Luke's hand! It goes spinning off into the ventilation shaft.  Luke&lt;br /&gt;looks round, but realizes there's nowhere to go but straight  down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Obi Wan never told you what happened to your  father."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "He told me enough! He told me you killed  him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "No! I am your father!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "No, that's not  true! That's impossible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Search your feelings; you know it  to be true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Yes, it is true and you  know what else? You know that&lt;br /&gt;queer brass droid of yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE:  "Threepio?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Yes, Threepio, I built him when I was 7 years  old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Seven years old! And what have you  done? Look at&lt;br /&gt;yourself, no hand, no job, and couldn't even levitate your own  ship&lt;br /&gt;out of the swamp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "I destroyed your precious Death  Star!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "When you were 20! When I was 10, I  single-handedly&lt;br /&gt;destroyed a Trade Federation Droid Control  ship!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "Well, it's not my fault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Oh, here we  go. 'Poor me, my father never gave me what I&lt;br /&gt;wanted for my birthday, boo hoo,  my daddy's the Dark Lord of the&lt;br /&gt;Sith...waahhh wahhh!' You make me  sick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "Shut up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "You're a slacker! By the  time I was your age, I had&lt;br /&gt;exterminated the Jedi Knights!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKE: "I  used to race my T-16 through Beggar's Canyon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "Oh, for the  love of God, 10 years old, winner of the&lt;br /&gt;Boonta Eve Open. Only human to ever  fly a Pod Racer, right here baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke looks down the shaft. Takes a  step toward it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "I was wrong. You're not my kid. I don't  know whose you&lt;br /&gt;are, but you sure ain't mine. Get out of my sight, you  loser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke takes a step off the platform, hesitates, then plunges down  the&lt;br /&gt;shaft. Darth Vader looks after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARTH VADER: "AND GET A  HAIRCUT!"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- / message --&gt;&lt;!-- sig --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-112359240436271132?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/112359240436271132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=112359240436271132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112359240436271132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112359240436271132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/08/intermission-between-blogs.html' title='Intermission between blogs'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-112228659459407186</id><published>2005-07-25T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:31:18.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LORD VOLDEMORT (insight special)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Character Profile: Lord voldemort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Error in Picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lord voldemort&lt;br /&gt;Alias: You-Know-Who, He Who Must Not Be named&lt;br /&gt;Age: Ask the fans&lt;br /&gt;Identifying Characteristic: KILL HIM! KILL HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short Introduction: One of the greatest Dark wizards of all time and loves to kill Muggles but has anyone actually thought about retaliation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode V: The muggles strike back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIZARDS                              Vs                    MUGGLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEAPON ANALYSIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wand      Vs     Rifles, Pistols, Explosives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKILLS REQUIRED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of curses    Vs    Enough intelligence to aim and pull a triger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAMS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Eaters      Vs     Counter terrorists, Armed Forces, Police Force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK UP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magical evil creatures     Vs      Air strikes, Nuclear, Biological and Chemical counter&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Defence etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this should keep you wondering whats taking his destruction so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some possible downfalls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Line 1) LV: "It is time for you to die (hur hur)"&lt;br /&gt;                     HP: "You first murderer"&lt;br /&gt;                     LV: " You will meet your downfall now...AVADA KED..."&lt;br /&gt;                     BANG...CHIK CHIK...."headshot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Line 2) LV: " Welcome fellow death eaters"&lt;br /&gt;                     DEs: "Good evening master"&lt;br /&gt;                     LV: "Let us...."&lt;br /&gt;                     BOMB HAS BEEN PLANTED&lt;br /&gt;                     LV: "What was that"&lt;br /&gt;                     Beep...Beep...BeepBeep...BIBIBIBI&lt;br /&gt;                     LV: "Stupefy..."&lt;br /&gt;                     BOOM...Wizard successfully bombed...Muggles Win&lt;br /&gt;                     Muggles: "OWNED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for today&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler: How moldiemort(an isulting nickname to the lord) reacts to High-tech muggle strikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-112228659459407186?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/112228659459407186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=112228659459407186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112228659459407186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/112228659459407186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/07/lord-voldemort-insight-special.html' title='LORD VOLDEMORT (insight special)'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111901988718275522</id><published>2005-06-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T22:51:27.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of contenr</title><content type='html'>After doing some "research" i discovered that this blog needs some cheering up so the will be lots of jokes but it will still mantain its sinister aura. On some occasion i may decide to let it rip and give  something hillarious and not evil but it will be rare so i need some ideas. SO PUT UR EVIL BRAINS TOGETHER AND GET THINKING... tell me ur ideas on the tag board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ideas i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) evil characters vs against each other&lt;br /&gt;2) possible bloopers of evil characters&lt;br /&gt;3) review of evil characters of latest movies&lt;br /&gt;4) why some evil or most characters lose to good guys&lt;br /&gt;5)need ur ideas guys&lt;br /&gt;6)need ur ideas guys&lt;br /&gt;7)need ur ideas guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u can see there are seven categories for a whole week so this blog will not be me complaining about me day but more of a distressant where u can laugh it all out in a meneacing way so have fun brainstorming - sci whizz signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111901988718275522?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111901988718275522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111901988718275522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111901988718275522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111901988718275522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/06/change-of-contenr.html' title='Change of contenr'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111822192317679034</id><published>2005-06-08T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:12:03.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prolonged Delay</title><content type='html'>Well evil followers...It is unfortunate but i have found this very blog to be...well...fascinating. It has proven to be a source of unparalleled knowledge in the form of the wealth of vocabulary used so much so that it feels like each entry is a book in a vast library that is the blog. So it appears folllowers that a longer wait is neccesary fresh blog will be available. So i must bid you adieu for the momment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111822192317679034?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111822192317679034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111822192317679034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111822192317679034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111822192317679034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/06/prolonged-delay.html' title='Prolonged Delay'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111665805509505357</id><published>2005-05-21T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T14:47:35.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning journey</title><content type='html'>Sorry evil followers but I am currently studying another blog which attracted my attention therefore would not be posting in the near future. My appologies for such an inconvenience. Hope you would return to check on updates. Well wishes- Sci-whizz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111665805509505357?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111665805509505357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111665805509505357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111665805509505357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111665805509505357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/learning-journey.html' title='Learning journey'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111642361375299402</id><published>2005-05-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:40:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The &amp;*^*%&amp;* up day</title><content type='html'>Once again we whispered the national anthemn so that Mrs Pearl "Thumb" would not get pissed off. Then haloed the whole day and took a break when we went to speak with Thai delegates on the Tablet PC (should have showed them some games roflmao) Ah then during a lesson someone trampled on my plane and smashed the tail and split the wing. Haiz then during training got another physical test and the lot of our flight did miserably resulting in being disgraced, insulted, and embarrassed in front of the Sec 1s then we got pumped for all sorts of things and even got held back to be scolded. But I realised that it proved to be a great learning experience therefore have decided to change and put some effort in by training everyday with some "brothers" from NCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today:&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact that I am running out of ideas I have decided to close this portion down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111642361375299402?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111642361375299402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111642361375299402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111642361375299402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111642361375299402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/up-day.html' title='The &amp;*^*%&amp;* up day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111634200492935417</id><published>2005-05-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:00:04.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invation of the 2-2 teacher!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it seems that the teacher struck back after the revenge of the 2-1s and this time it was a disastrous blow as we lost a comrade. What's worse is that she almost forced him to report those who were playing as well. A true hero he was as he twisted his answer and saved the whole class from imminent death. Kudos to him. Ok now an update on the happenings. Well not much happened other than some guy rambling on about the errors in chinese history again then some racist people playing halo and targeting "fat man". Then another raid by the "sissy man" but fortunately I was smart enough to scout and warn some peop&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;le before it took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Radioactive poisoning of the atmosphere and hence annhialation of all living things on Earth &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Quote form Einstein on what a nuke could do to the Earth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111634200492935417?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111634200492935417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111634200492935417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111634200492935417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111634200492935417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/invation-of-2-2-teacher.html' title='Invation of the 2-2 teacher!!!'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111625319902273628</id><published>2005-05-16T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:19:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess Raid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today while playing in class during recess we got raided by the "sissy man". #^*$@*Q^$* him. I wasted my recess by just drinking then going back to play for a few minutes and he happened to pay us a visit. Wasted my effort then resulted in gastric at lunch. I hope he is recognized as a homosapien gu niang around the nation or the world. Best of all I think he is being biased towards our class as he went to 2-2 and just stared into their window...the class quietened down and then he walked away. DISGRACE I TELL YOU! CORRUPTION RIGHT UNDER OUR NOSES! This cannot be allowed to continue or it will be the downfall of this generation's group of the true experts at the gaming world instead of other noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/b&gt;Arise Lord Vader... Yes my master &lt;i&gt;(Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111625319902273628?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111625319902273628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111625319902273628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111625319902273628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111625319902273628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/recess-raid.html' title='Recess Raid'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111614633348297829</id><published>2005-05-15T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T16:38:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing down of weekend blogs</title><content type='html'>Once again there is nothing much to report on so I have considered not blogging on Weekends. Sorry for any inconvenience caused. See all blog visitors on Weekdays...nothing further, dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Due to the lack of facts once again no evil sayings are available&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111614633348297829?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111614633348297829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111614633348297829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111614633348297829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111614633348297829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/closing-down-of-weekend-blogs.html' title='Closing down of weekend blogs'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111607630170145334</id><published>2005-05-14T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T21:11:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Past</title><content type='html'>Nothing much ever happens today so i shall go back to the sports day. It appears that the school made a tactical mistake by raising funds at the meet by selling snacks. All the students turned it into a teabreak and nobody really paid attention to the competitors. There was also history repeating itself with the appearance of dinosaurs. Turns out that a blue one was was jumping around as our mascot. Best of all he pointed a rather large anf fluffy middle finger at people who tried to steal his head and run away. At the end of the day the school was TRASHED...literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today:  &lt;/span&gt;Due to the lact of facts today and doing yesterday's history, there will be no evil words of wisdom today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111607630170145334?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111607630170145334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111607630170145334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111607630170145334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111607630170145334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-to-past.html' title='Back to the Past'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111605688102193043</id><published>2005-05-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T15:48:01.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't the minister busy?</title><content type='html'>Today I and an "elite" (have interview experience) group of friends had a nice little session with the minister. We prepared so much crap to talk about and while waiting for him we discovered he was already in the school compound! you may ask where did all that effort go? Well no where i say. When he came he just walked around, expressed his approval and was gone. Then we had our sport day or rather sports night the cheer was lame together with the formation. The students completely trashed the place (and i use the word trash). Guess what our house came in 3rd. Not bad right...well not when there are only 4 houses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;You have failed me for the last time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Darth Vader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111605688102193043?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111605688102193043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111605688102193043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111605688102193043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111605688102193043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/isnt-minister-busy.html' title='Isn&apos;t the minister busy?'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111605634359973901</id><published>2005-05-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T15:39:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema...Cinema...Cinema</title><content type='html'>Did filming today for a commercial as project for IT. Had a good time filming until we decided to watch the film ourselves. Forgot to fast foward after that... and poof goes the movie. ##(*(*&amp;@# take the shots so nice and what happans? It goes down the drain. On a lighter note we had project work before that and in a survey for our group found out that our glorious form teacher is ancient. Due to confidentiality I shall not put the age here but feel free to ask my group members...Danny, Kenneth Soh and Zhi Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;I find your incompetence...Disturbing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Darth Vader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111605634359973901?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111605634359973901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111605634359973901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111605634359973901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111605634359973901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/cinemacinemacinema.html' title='Cinema...Cinema...Cinema'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111581922172233518</id><published>2005-05-11T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:47:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plane almost complete</title><content type='html'>Almost finished my plane today...had a bit of problem with the smoothing. That was at the end of the day. The main highlight was the science presentation. Somebody put obscene words in there and had to modify it till it became hilarious to the class. Then there was also an addition of halo scenes to the power point as a joke to disguise it as halo itself although it was our project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today:&lt;/span&gt; Last time I was but the learner, Now i am the master &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Darth Vader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111581922172233518?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111581922172233518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111581922172233518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111581922172233518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111581922172233518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/plane-almost-complete.html' title='Plane almost complete'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111573326064602558</id><published>2005-05-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:54:20.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The proper assembly teacher  is back</title><content type='html'>What a relief to the ears the as the original teacher for assembly is back!! No need to tolerate any more sticks or di...missal. I also do not mind the usual mAAner (If you were in my school you would know what I mean) Then this guy with a china man accent came and rattled on about some errors of calculation in maths problems in chinese legends. Other than these not much happened other than the halo in class. Ganged-uped on someone...resulting in quite a joke. Reviewed trailers for Harry Potter and The Goblet Of Fire and Star Wars Episode III : Revenge of The Sith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Nothing comes for free &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Have you ever seen a conquerer who slacked?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111573326064602558?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111573326064602558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111573326064602558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111573326064602558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111573326064602558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/proper-assembly-teacher-is-back.html' title='The proper assembly teacher  is back'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111563007894608137</id><published>2005-05-09T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:14:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minister's visit</title><content type='html'>Today the minister visit our school and our classroom was selected for the visit but our class was not. Ended up moving out to a filthy classroom. The instructions given for the day was also horrible as we had to take routes and do things that did not make sense. All these to make the minister believe we were "good students". Damn minister should not have come at all.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Every obstacle is a stepping stone to success &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( If you face more resistance, it means you are getting closer to home base )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111563007894608137?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111563007894608137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111563007894608137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111563007894608137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111563007894608137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/ministers-visit.html' title='Minister&apos;s visit'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111556036785770886</id><published>2005-05-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T21:52:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to report today cause it's quite boring. One thing though...Happy mother's day to all mother's out there! ( We may be evil but we still remember our mother's ) Went out to eat watch TV...blah blah blah... Then halo with some people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today:&lt;/span&gt; due to the lack of things to report today there will not be any words of wisdom :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111556036785770886?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111556036785770886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111556036785770886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111556036785770886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111556036785770886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111547659050380688</id><published>2005-05-07T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:36:30.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of yesterday and a eventful today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday &lt;/span&gt;was National Police Cadet Corps (NPCC) Day. They had a parade which was quite hilarious first when the national anthemn finished, the flag was only at half mast ( the guy must be lagging) Whats more when they lowered it to half mast again it almost hit the floor. Best of all the national flag was LOWER than the school flag. They also screwed up the school vision...got quite a scolding afterwards. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; we had our areomodling course... got pumped 60 cause one guy was late so everybody kena. After that we did exercise by running 2.4 km...best of all the timer's watch broke down so everbody's timing was like *^%*. We then built a plane and fly it. learnt how to start a engine by flicking the propeller instead of using what is known as a starter (some got injured in the process). Best of all when we were ready to fly we had to give the plane a push to take off while we were standing. Guess what the guy did... He chucked the plane towards the ground...haha (Its a plane not a tank so what it have to do with the ground?) When we finally got the plane in the air the engine jamned and the plane dived...pieces were brought back to the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;A leader is one who takes the plunge while others hesitate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Wars are not won by cowards only by true conquerers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111547659050380688?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111547659050380688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111547659050380688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111547659050380688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111547659050380688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/recap-of-yesterday-and-eventful-today.html' title='Recap of yesterday and a eventful today'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111536663467654836</id><published>2005-05-06T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T16:03:54.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away broom</title><content type='html'>Today the teacher was back again and this time he said " school dimisss (dismiss) " and whats more during maths our teacher kept holding this broom to keep the discipline in the class. He held it while talking to other teachers and even kept it by his side while he  was at his table. Looked like he wanted to fly away...haha but it was raining so it would have been hard flying in a storm. Best of all a guy who plays all the time had something bad happen to him. Someone was running when he tripped over his cable and for the tablet pc...well "we have lift off!" cracked in billions of places haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Its not your altitude that counts its the attitude &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(If you are not set on conquering, dont do it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111536663467654836?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111536663467654836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111536663467654836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111536663467654836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111536663467654836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/fly-away-broom.html' title='Fly away broom'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111525133209501876</id><published>2005-05-05T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T10:01:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning assembly made my day</title><content type='html'>First a well known gay chinese teacher came and took charge of assembly whats more he pronounced primary six as primary sticks, sicks, and sics. Then his son (sounded like him) started the assembly. Best of all a guy sounding and looking like a cookie monster came to give out some prizes. I discovered that the primary school students referred to the teacher as "sissy man" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;breaking news: In the fight against the common test my confidence took a knock out punch in round 2 against science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Catch me a fish and I eat for a day, teach me how to fish and I eat for a life time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(teach people evil things and the world is yours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111525133209501876?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111525133209501876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111525133209501876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/morning-assembly-made-my-day.html' title='Morning assembly made my day'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12615480.post-111518204334971881</id><published>2005-05-04T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:49:12.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments all the time!</title><content type='html'>HAIZ! today is a big disappointment the science test was a failure...sorry to all science G's out there. What is more today the National Cadet Core HQ (NCC HQ) changed their mind on a field trip...end up in school being punished by pumping ( push ups )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil saying for today: &lt;/span&gt;Winners do not do different things, they do things differently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(If your conquering campaign fails try different methods)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111518204334971881?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111518204334971881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111518204334971881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111518204334971881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111518204334971881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/disappointments-all-time.html' title='Disappointments all the time!'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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-12615480.post-111513194528680861</id><published>2005-05-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:52:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests...projects...trainings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;mmm this week full of tests just did chinese and english today... haiz    Projects are accumulating and deadlines are approaching but how to do with all these stress and work.  What is more got training tomorrow just before history test... how to pass...haiz sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evil sayings for today&lt;/b&gt;:  Aim for the sky for if you fall you can still reach the clouds &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( In other words aim to conquer the universe but if you fail there is still the Earth )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12615480-111513194528680861?l=theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/feeds/111513194528680861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12615480&amp;postID=111513194528680861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111513194528680861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12615480/posts/default/111513194528680861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theevilgtupointoh.blogspot.com/2005/05/testsprojectstrainings.html' title='tests...projects...trainings'/><author><name>evilg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674443278673957549</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>
