<?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-6533801630412534485</id><updated>2011-08-27T09:12:26.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wit and Imagination</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-860318556531356194</id><published>2010-02-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T05:43:30.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treppenwitz again....</title><content type='html'>I have a 2-week old post that was in the making about the Orientation that we had at school. However, as I said in a previous post, I have a tendency to think of these things for so long that they become outdated before I can write anything thereabout (L'esprit de l'escalier or Treppenwitz). I keep forgetting about this blog. I am so sad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived home at 9pm on the 17th of February and watched Warriors on History Channel. This raises the question about why I arrived home so late. Every Wednesday and Friday, I have German classes. They are frustrating me to a large extent because they fall on my shortest of school days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first post about Junior College life so hold your breath and prepare to be yourself because today is a good day to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything started off with the January Induction Program(me).  We students stayed in our Secondary Four classes and were lectured on the various subjects, most of which I am currently studying. There was not much of a difference between Raffles Institution and Raffles Institution, being in the Raffles Program(me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, things changed when we went on to the Orientation (Program[me]). We were mixed around into groups based on our School Houses, Bayley-Waddle, Buckley-Buckle, Moor-Tarbet, Morrison-Richardson and Hadley-Hullet. I am in Bayley-Waddle. I ended up in the same Orientation Group as one of my old classmates, Charles Yong, people I had heard of for quite a while, Alan Aw and Murali Adith, some unfamiliar faces, David and Edene, two people from Catholic High, Mitchell and Ivan, one person from Anderson Secondary School, Vincent, and some girls whom I had never seen before. The Orientation really forced us to group with the girls a lot, the most memorable of these being the Batch Dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Batch Dance was a dance one had to do with a partner of the opposite sex. It was a dance that embodied a lot of stereotypes, boys being the cool dudes, and girls being the kawaii bimbos. Honestly, it felt like a guy choreographed it. It was fun learning the dance moves and screaming my lungs out whenever I could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of people got injured during one really sexist game. It was called "Strip me if you can". It was the Womens' Charter at its peak, with women allowed to utterly traumatize those who would traumatize them if they did not put a strong front on. One person's shoulder was dislocated, my knees got abrasions, people were pinned down by not-so-chivalrous dames and men went against younger men, armed to the hands with rolled-up newspaper. It required males to die at female hands in horrible human sacrifices. Actually people did not die, they were left in a state worse than death. They were scarred for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also a Total-War-esque game, wherein we sandwiched, reinforced, flanked and outmaneuvered our enemies (from other houses) to gain prisoners-of-war who would later be returned for a price... two minutes. Anyway, it was fun since my group destroyed YiFan's group by pinning it to a wall. The game involved each Orientation Group linking hands to create giant schiltroms, with the spears being our hands, and holes being opened up when we attacked. Alright they were more like giant circles with socks sticking out. As you know, socks make very bad spears for a schiltrom (check wikipedia if you have no idea what I am talking about). There was a lot of sweat and Adith shouting Total War terms after our many discussions about that game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Orientation also had a storyline which was aptly named Story___. It was funny. I do not have much else to say thereabout (sorry I love these pronominal adverbs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Orientation only lasted for four days though. Most other schools' Orientation periods lasted for around a week. My father said that his Orientation lasted two weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Near the end of our Orientation, we got to know even more people, our classmates. Only one person whom I personally knew ended up in my class, Daryl. I had met some of my other classmates during the DMP (Differentiated Module Program(you)) period and one was my roommate during the trip to Malaysia in Secondary Two, Wei Lun. The class turned out to be full of pretty interesting people who are willing to study and have fun together. I guess that is a good thing because I will be with them for the next two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some outings and ate lunch together for almost every day as an Orientation Group. We watched the movie "Toothfairy" with the Rock in it. The Rock acted really well but the script was terrible. The humor was bad. However, the movie grows on you near the end and it actually made me feel a bit sad for the characters. I give the Rock 8/10 and the movie 5/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my Orientation Group members and I also went to watch "Little Big Soldier", the new Jackie Chan movie. It was really funny and the humor was clever and the movie still made sense in the end (although the suicide was weird).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I was accepted into archery despite doing no pull-ups at all and doing average for the 2.4 km run (12 minutes+) and collapsing on my final (60th) wide-arm push-up (My ribcage felt like ripping for the next two days and I think it almost did when Pei Yi asked me to do a normal push-up).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday, today, the German class was planning to do a singing performance (Denglisch which I had posted on my blog before). So right now I am wishing for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel like training my General Paper skills. I shall be answering some of the questions in the Introductory Package now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can anything worthwhile be gained from continued research into historical events?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have found from historical anecdotes of mine that long essays any longer than two sentences do not always gain very high marks. Therefore, I conclude that this shall be my entire essay and that it has been very worthwhile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Patriotism has no place in an international society." Discuss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of course patriotism has no place in an international society. If there were patriotism in and for an international society, that would mean people supported the international society and it would hold together. As the world will never become an international society due to human nature and power-hungriness, there is no need for patriotism in an international society.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The truth should always be told, whatever the cost."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truth be told, I have no idea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The secret of a happy life is moderation in all things."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Actually I find the only thing that needs moderation is my marks. It is my secret to happiness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The most worthwhile jobs are usually those with the least financial gain."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nope.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Consider the importance of Drama in your country. You may refer to live theatre, television and radio plays or any combination of these.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drama is very important because Chinese Dramas help people to learn bilingualism. Unfortunately, in my country, this Drama is terribly bland and repetitive. Hence, it destroys bilingualism. Therefore it is terribly unimportant and should be eliminated from Singaporean society or at least made much, much better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not believe half of what I said. I believe that you have used some time. I say to you "Well done". Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May my blog never die again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-860318556531356194?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/860318556531356194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=860318556531356194&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/860318556531356194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/860318556531356194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2010/02/treppenwitz-again.html' title='Treppenwitz again....'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-7637491792346225636</id><published>2010-01-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T06:31:46.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Twenty-Ten!</title><content type='html'>Just now I received a Happy New Year SMS that also said "Try to update your blog". After another month of laziness, it shall be done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year is Twenty Ten. I always thought the maximum was Twenty Nine... That must mean that we have just gone into year 30. Which means we have 1982 more years to 2012 (ie. the end of the world). Hey that means we still have quite a while. Nobody should fret about 2012 since it will not be coming in another two millennial! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so the year 29 has just ended and what have we learned?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Houses can cause international crisis and until now these evil dwelling places have caused economic panic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Americans do not want universal health coverage and believe that everyone having health insurance is an encroachment into their personal freed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;om.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Some little children would claim to have been touched (in strange areas) to bank on the fame of one black man turned white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-No one really knows who Farrah Fawcett is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-People like giving really strange names to new planets they discover, this year's being &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GJ 1214 b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Other things of which I am not very sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to random experiences that I have had over the past few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I wore (Yong Sheng's) army boots to pass off as black boots for that choir presentation the other day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I watched Avatar (review will come later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I watched Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 (review will be further down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I played computer games a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I just got Medieval 2 Total War (review will come later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Most of the days consisted of computer games and a 24-day Theological seminar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I must review these movies which I have watched...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR (The Last Airbreathers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/Sz4ARq7a0II/AAAAAAAAACQ/siipOUoLZWE/s320/Avatar.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 297px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421771304981942402" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Spoilers ahead!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know everyone says this movie is awesome and all but I am going to give my honest opinion on this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the movie 2012 two months ago and I must say I was impressed by it's scale and well-thought-out script. Maybe it was Biblical heresy but it is just a movie and I liked it. I find that in terms of realism, 2012 looked much more convincing. In Avatar, everyone looks like they are from some video game. However, it is a science fiction film so what one thinks thereof is his opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the best aspect of the movie, however, was the diverse flora and fauna like those supermimosas (I just call them that because they pop in when touched) and superbulletproofrhinocerossodonphanthingies (big rhinos).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the storyline was quite bad however. Everything seems to be introduced at the wrong time. The pacing also changed quite abruptly at times. The sex scene was weird... It had a significance unlike some other "fail-films" but that significance was made insignificant in just a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The climax was exciting but really stupid, especially the cavalry charge. It made the Navi attack so pointless because of their god helping them out later when they had all already died. What a nice god the Navi have. Maybe they went to Navi heaven. The movie also became disturbingly violent in the end when the rest of the movie was so peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie reminded me of that movie I watched as a kid, Atlantis. There is a woman who can speak some random tongue and English as well, there is a stupid protagonist (one is funny and the other leads aliens to their deaths) and they love each other (one has a marriage and the other has a mating ritual). Last of all, the main antagonist has a violent death (in Atlantis, his sidekick dies. In Avatar, his partner-in-crime is completely forgotten).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I must talk about the movie's 3-D. In the beginning of the movie, there is a lot of stuff poking out of the screen and people who look like 2D cut outs and it really immerses you into the movie. However, afterwards all the 3-D glasses do is make the screen darker and unite two images into one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the movie was a disappointment for me. Of course, its concept is great and it has a lot of potential. However, the movie failed in many areas (many other critics pan the movie for its originality as well) so I would give it a 5/10. It was not exciting enough and the story was not well thought-out (a woman becomes the best friend of the scientists after one conversation with the main protagonist, Jake Sully). It just passes in my books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks 2: The Squeakquel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/Sz4EkbWMmUI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUeiPriBcBw/s320/Chipmunks2squeakuel.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421776025263315266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie was funny and entertaining. That is all I have to say. Of course the movie was not very well thought-out and quite inconsistent and the characters did not seem to fit their own personalities (Simon, the smart one, is a jock...). The movie seemed like a spoof of the first movie in many parts so if you did not watch the first movie, you may not understand some of the jokes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never liked the Chipettes (female Chipmunks) from the cartoon. However, they were quite cute in this movie and their personalities were quite amusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many glaring filming errors, such as Dave raising his crutches up and those crutches being on the floor in the next second. However, the jokes were genuinely funny and the songs were quite catchy. This movie is actually not as epic as Avatar but it delivers what it promises. Watch out for a lot of current jokes (XBOX, Internet and Wii related).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medieval 2: Total War (M2TW)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/Sz4GOVOwbgI/AAAAAAAAACg/J4Ct8FbwRjI/s320/Medieval_II_Total_War_pc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421777844687629826" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after playing Rome: Total War and Empire: Total War, I would say this game is very good compared to Empire: Total War, but compared to Rome: Total War, it is mostly different only in graphics, the time period and the inclusion of gunpowder that shakes the screen. Rome: Total War had longer unit descriptions which provided a very nice historical background to the game. However, M2TW provides enough to keep itself fresh. It is also more satisfying to kill people because of the blood levels (there is no blood in Empire and Rome). Just like Rome: Total War, I cannot join a single online game but the bulk of the game is in its Single Player Campaign anyway. I think I am going to need to restart my campaign soon though... I am getting destroyed since I did not open up my game very well (the game is a hybrid between real-time and turn-based strategy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Metacritic gave this game an aggregate score of 88/100. I would give it around the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-7637491792346225636?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7637491792346225636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=7637491792346225636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7637491792346225636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7637491792346225636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-twenty-ten.html' title='It&apos;s Twenty-Ten!'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/Sz4ARq7a0II/AAAAAAAAACQ/siipOUoLZWE/s72-c/Avatar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-9127688970678792431</id><published>2009-11-29T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:16:48.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm only updating now because I will be off for a month this December.&lt;div&gt;List of things which have happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work Exposure:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We had work exposure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We went to a hotel and worked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We received no payment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We received a great experience instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We learned that working as the Concierge is one of the most boring jobs ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that Dawn of War 2 is really fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received requests to update the blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to update the blog but got lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I'm really too lazy to do a full update now. Sorry guys. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-9127688970678792431?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/9127688970678792431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=9127688970678792431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/9127688970678792431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/9127688970678792431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-3377460395441470652</id><published>2009-11-01T07:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:27:06.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem I call "Og Number Seventeen"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;Og Number Seventeen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to make it a habit to regularly update this blog,&lt;div&gt;It is just such a bore sometimes my entries are so long that I slog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know if it will clog your mind if I overuse og og,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still really hate that subject which people like to call "geog".&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky I do not take that course because I do like my dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may seem random to you, probably really really such a bog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for you to read this is a very terribly dauntingly slog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a grammatical error just to hit you guys in the "nog".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I said "slog" two times because I am chopping a two-timing log,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore I make a happy face because I spiked that log's vintage grog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not complete my task because there was way too much London fog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They told me that that fog is not called "fog" but is called smoke fog or smog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you appreciate this poem for how many lines it has dog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I write this like a robot which can also be called many gears and cogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now run out of ideas so you can scurry and run along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make mistakes to break the monotony that the "og" sound makes. og.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now "og"le at the "og"s to "og"cupy yourselves, you "og"gish fr"og"s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok to really appreciate it you have to understand why the poem is called what it is called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-3377460395441470652?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/3377460395441470652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=3377460395441470652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3377460395441470652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3377460395441470652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-i-call-og-number-seventeen.html' title='A Poem I call &quot;Og Number Seventeen&quot;'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-1033222028914545720</id><published>2009-10-29T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:09:53.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'esprit de l'escalier: The Wit of the Staircase</title><content type='html'>Well I heard from some guys that my blog was quite interesting and if I could update more (the blog died). So I decided to finally update this (again) after four months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title means The Wit of the Staircase. It refers to one having a witty comeback but having it only hit his head when it is too late. This is what I suffer and also a problem for this blog. I had a lot of interesting things about which to write but well... I was too lazy and by the time I brought myself up to do it, the events happened way too long ago. I do not exactly know how to pronounce L'esprit de l'escalier but I shall take it as an abbreviation of La esprit de la escalier which I think is pronounced lah ehsspriht deh lah ehsskahlieh. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also known as Treppenwitz (Trehppuhn-vits) in German. It means the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That reminds me, I just had my German exam. It was quite stressful. I do not know what to say except that the others and I spent around 3 hours talking before my oral exam even started. I shall not elaborate anymore thereon (It is like darüber in German. I learned about it therefrom).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I have been playing computer games (wasting some which I do not play) and the Left 4 Dead 2 demo has just come out (I have not tried it yet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got Dawn of War 2 and I have to say it resembles Company of Heroes a lot. It is probably because Relic worked thereon (Sorry the word is just cool) as well. However, I prefer Dawn of War 2 because of the setting. World War 2 is just a bit boring compared to Space Marines and Orkz (yes Orkz).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, in Dawn of War 2, one cannot build sandbags for cover. I will miss the sandbags. I do prefer, however, the lack of base-building. It makes the game much more focused on the action herewith (ok I should stop using these words) and I really love that (and these pronominal adverbs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I feel that they should make First Person Shooters out of these games instead of Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games (of course World of Warcraft is more fitting as an MMORPG). Same for the Command and Conquer series. Well they already made Warhammer 40,000 online. Company of Heroes would probably make a great FPS as well, but Call of Duty already exists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am out of time (for you guys) and I have to go (for now). See you all! Hope you enjoyed your reading of my post and have a nice day thereafter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: I have now played the Left 4 Dead 2 demo. It's quite fun. Lucky I have my mouse's on-the-fly sensitivity switch cos the gun was kinda slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not really care about my teammates since I was playing single player. I just tried the new weapons out, got unimpressed by the Spitter (the spit had terrible graphics), annoyed by the Jockey and unaffected by the Charger (that thing is useless). I was really annoyed by the riot police (bulletproof) zombie as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well, it does not seem much different from Left 4 Dead except all the zombies look worse and there are a few more. I guess I will have to wait for the full game to come out before I can really judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-1033222028914545720?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/1033222028914545720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=1033222028914545720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1033222028914545720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1033222028914545720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/10/lesprit-de-lescalier-wit-of-staircase.html' title='L&apos;esprit de l&apos;escalier: The Wit of the Staircase'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-8562680676712934803</id><published>2009-06-01T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:45:08.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After SOOOO Long</title><content type='html'>I know I have not updated this blog for a very long time so as it is now the start of the holidays, I shall make one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer(C): Hi, I'd like a Milo McFlurry please.&lt;br /&gt;Person at Counter (P): Sure thing. *Mixes vanilla ice cream, milo powder and 5 milo nuggets*. There you go. That'll be $2.70 please.&lt;br /&gt;C: WHAT?! 5 MILO NUGGETS ARE $2.70?! THAT CANNOT BE.&lt;br /&gt;P: Well 5000 people survived with 5 loaves and 2 fish in the Bible. Why can't you survive with 5 milo nuggets?&lt;br /&gt;C: That's because they got it for free. This is $2.70! It's all of my hard-earned money!&lt;br /&gt;P: Well the Israelites had to suffer to get manna. What's wrong with suffering for something even better than that?&lt;br /&gt;C: Well that's because they were in a desert with NOTHING TO EAT and could only have manna. I, on the other hand, can choose not to have this stuff and get a PROPER meal instead. Now give me more milo nuggets!&lt;br /&gt;P: Now, now child, Jesus survived 40 days without food. This stuff is a blessing! If you were to eat this stuff, you'd be more well-off than Jesus was!&lt;br /&gt;C: Jesus was God d*mn it! Of course he could survive without food! Forget this. I'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;P: Have it your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like C when I bought a Milo McFlurry. Ah well, I was bored. Oh and did you get the Burger King reference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now on to main events that have happened. After all, sharing them is what this blog is for is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my Needs Analysis on Friday and we were analyzing peoples' needs. Saw some freaky people, some creepy people and some just plain annoyed people. Smoking kids, people licking their gate grilles, guy who smoked and had a "No Smoking" logo, guy who ignored our knocking for hours and rejected us in the end, a Muay Thai boxer, an Old RI guy, yeah, it was pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us from class went to watch Terminator: Salvation before that. It had really cool action scenes, which sometimes dragged for too long. Some things did not make sense but that happens in almost all movies. I did not watch the other Terminator movies so I had to rely on what Vishaal had told me about the movies to understand the show a bit more. I do not really think the guys in the submarine deserved to die. I think the people not knowing there were Hydrobots in the water was really stupid since they had caught some from there and named them themselves. Ok I just spoiled some for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it came with a trailer for the movie: Drag Me To Hell. Real freaky that trailer was. According to wikipedia, it got pretty good reviews. Yeah it seemed like a good movie in terms of plot and whatever but well I am not planning to watch it. I do not like horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also showed this other trailer. Was really lame... I can't even remember the name of the movie. They said a guy had invented a time travel machine. It "takes them in time". Actually, it takes them to a place chock full of aliens, dinosaurs, cavemen, abandoned motels called the "trash can of time" or something like that. Horrible CGI effects too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the next day, some NPCC guys and I went to hear CI Shude's CIP briefing. Heard some lousy presentations which furthered the sexist/educational stereotypes I have now. Not exactly a good thing but still... Anyway, what we did AFTER that was the cool part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us went to pizza hut. People ate cheese like there was no tomorrow. Well even though we ate there 2 days ago, my constipation acted up today. Had a terrible stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think we will soon be blacklisted because we used up 2/3 of TWO cheese bottles. Heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that should be around all. Have A Nice Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLiegenAbwehrKanonen (Airplane Defense Cannons)-FLAK&lt;br /&gt;NAtionalsoZIalismus (National Socialism) -NAZI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenn hinter Fliegen Fliegen fliegen, fliegen Fliegen Fliegen nach (When flies fly behind flies, flies fly after flies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo (This is a grammatically correct sentence. Take note that buffalo can mean: The Animal, The City, A verb meaning intimidate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore "Fish fish fish fish fish fish fish" is a correct sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-8562680676712934803?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/8562680676712934803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=8562680676712934803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8562680676712934803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8562680676712934803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-soooo-long.html' title='After SOOOO Long'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-5986238550079620971</id><published>2009-04-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:19:24.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NPAP and CIP</title><content type='html'>I had a busy day yesterday. I could not go to church because I had two things on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I had was this Bedok Reservoir "CIP" where we took a walk along the Bedok Reservoir and either tested water quality or picked garbage from the floor up. Kenneth and I were doing the testing. Well in the end it happened to be a corporate event, hosted by Hitachi, which adopted the Reservoir (I am not completely sure that I know what that means).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to go for the NPAP, the NPCC (National Police Cadet Corps) Annual Parade or something like that afterwards. Right after getting home, I polished my boots the way Kenneth told me to, using a hairdryer. Well it seemed to have worked better than just rubbing the boots a lot. If only that shiny look of the boots with the melted Kiwi polish on them lasted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Teng Chuan and all the other randommers ditched me and Aloysius so we had to take care of the 7 Secondary Ones ourselves. Well the NPAP was not actually perfect, nor was it exceptional. It was... well... fine. A lot of people fainted and one person was rushed off to the hospital. Jason was in that parade but I could not see him. I was looking for him during the march-past. Ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gute Nacht!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise words: Sheep are made of cotton wool. They shrink when made wet. -Flock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-5986238550079620971?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/5986238550079620971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=5986238550079620971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/5986238550079620971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/5986238550079620971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/04/npap-and-cip.html' title='NPAP and CIP'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-8345384734499511096</id><published>2009-03-28T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T05:28:35.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I seem to have neglected this blog {Grammatical Error Post}</title><content type='html'>So I will have a complaint here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everyone uses the same grammar mistake? I have not seen anyone except one or two people who have avoided committing this horrendous error. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put out the fire!&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the lights!&lt;br /&gt;Punch out his eyeballs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK these may not seem to be mistakes to you. But what about more examples of clauses with the same structure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;Pay back him.&lt;br /&gt;Beat up him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the correct structures should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the fire out!&lt;br /&gt;Turn the lights off!&lt;br /&gt;Punch his eyeballs out!&lt;br /&gt;Turn time back.&lt;br /&gt;Pay him back.&lt;br /&gt;beat him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, almost no one I know or even don't know puts the prepositions after his sentences' subjects. For some reason it is always BEFORE the subject instead of AFTER it. I hope to see people bothering to remember this simple grammatical rule that almost no one has...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT EDIT: Sorry. It seems like I made an error of my own. It is OBJECT not SUBJECT for all of those sentences in which I used the word subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-8345384734499511096?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/8345384734499511096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=8345384734499511096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8345384734499511096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8345384734499511096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-seem-to-have-neglected-this-blog.html' title='I seem to have neglected this blog {Grammatical Error Post}'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-3816567242338823285</id><published>2009-02-17T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:30:30.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blarhx</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae4f47c0b54d999b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae4f47c0b54d999b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D701FC541B8BEFF2A1156BA8E16A512CA895B3C2D.676F248B89B05F0A984C3314AE5116DE0709D0F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae4f47c0b54d999b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfdBaWVKVVVV8YUFPfKU0AN0mGWk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae4f47c0b54d999b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D701FC541B8BEFF2A1156BA8E16A512CA895B3C2D.676F248B89B05F0A984C3314AE5116DE0709D0F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae4f47c0b54d999b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfdBaWVKVVVV8YUFPfKU0AN0mGWk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Well this is what I did quite some time ago. It's subtitling a Denglisch (Deutsch-Englisch) song called, erm... well, Denglisch into Gerglish (German - English). OK enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its late so Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-3816567242338823285?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ae4f47c0b54d999b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/3816567242338823285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=3816567242338823285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3816567242338823285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3816567242338823285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/02/blarhx.html' title='Blarhx'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-2066331727585572931</id><published>2009-01-01T00:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:31:25.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally posting</title><content type='html'>OK I finally am going to post a post. I am posting post-theolo and post-boredom. Post. I shall try to do this post which I have not bothered to do for a month now. FINALLY, now here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I might have forgotten some things since I am posting so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I left, I went for a Theological Bible Seminar for 22 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to have more prayers than ever and be able to be free from my computer, from which I have been enslaved. Well that's a good thing and all, but I also have been having the same amount of randomness as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Theolo, I met some new people, and met some old overseas friends that I met last year. No people from overseas joined the First Year this year.&lt;uber serious="" tone=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preacher Ch. also told us that in all of the birthdays listed in the Bible, someone died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pharaoh in Joseph story: The butler and the baker. One of them died. I forgot which one.&lt;br /&gt;-Herod: John the Baptist was beheaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this tells us two things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We do not need to celebrate Jesus' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2. We should not honour ourselves only on our birthdays. It is, in fact, our mothers who suffered so much to give birth to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Seminar started, flies suddenly attacked us. We faced flies for a long time. Shawn suggested that it was the bananas that attracted the flies. I was not fully sure of this fact yet, but was at least partially believing the suggestion. Therefore, the people in charge put up fly traps that were not changed for the approximately 20 days. Shawn actually counted the flies accumulating over the days and saw that the numbers were going up at quite a rate. I could list out the numbers for one of the two fly traps but I cannot be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the flies were gone. However, once bananas were served for dessert again, the flies came back. Shawn was obviously right about his banana theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so we guys were in the lounge and I was telling them (Kevin was there and had not heard about this yet) about how the Preacher said that girls are stupid (I don't take that seriously...). Angela came in and said I was stereotyping when I was just making fun of the stereotype. The funny thing occurred after all of that. I was sitting down and Julia was staring into the window. I was staring at her wondering what in Ford's name she was doing. I think she noticed that she looked extremely dumb and started walking off without looking. Well the voltage room was open because it was being fixed earlier, therefore making the door directly in Julia's way. My view was such that I could not see her when she bumped into the huge square door and shrieked. So Gabriel, who was sitting right next to me, told me, "I guess that just proves the statement." We ended up laughing out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our choir presentation was messed up because we had a person-in-charge with super good time management *cough*. We did not have a conductor, nor did we have proper preparation. During the singing, the boys were singing a part only meant to be sung by the girls and I got really confused. Even a person who knew the song was singing it, despite being a guy. Yeah the whole thing was messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came back home to see that my bros had changed my computer to a vista theme. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a tiny party for my birthday on Sunday and me and Hansel decided to play the new &lt;/uber&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SXW3RcrQ7bI/AAAAAAAAACA/2XJadXe_NOg/s1600-h/Rome+Total+War+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SXW3RcrQ7bI/AAAAAAAAACA/2XJadXe_NOg/s320/Rome+Total+War+box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293338447427202482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;uber serious="" tone=""&gt;game I got, Rome: Total War. IT WAS EPIC FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it consists of you having huge armies (to a maximum of 10,000 men I believe) to conquer the whole of Rome. It is a turn-based strategy on the campaign map where you take turns to do things. The other turns are taken by the other factions. When you destroy these factions or beat a long game, you can use these factions. When you attack an army or a city in the game, you fight the army in real time. The city will be besieged and you control your army. You could also auto-resolve the battle, but that takes all the fun out of the game. I am playing with the Scipii army and I have some tiny island. Unfortunately it is not like Singapore which reaps in huge profits. Instead, those settlements on the island kill me. I have already restarted the campaign (which requires one to take over 50 settlements and battle the rest of Rome to become its supreme ruler in 275 years or 550 turns) one time and I am planning to do so again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'd really like to talk more, but this post is 2 months overdue, so I'm just gonna post this half-finished thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/uber&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-2066331727585572931?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/2066331727585572931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=2066331727585572931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2066331727585572931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2066331727585572931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-posting.html' title='Finally posting'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SXW3RcrQ7bI/AAAAAAAAACA/2XJadXe_NOg/s72-c/Rome+Total+War+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-584780206140106137</id><published>2008-12-02T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:21:14.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really going to leave</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving in around 25 minutes now so... GOODBYE ALL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-584780206140106137?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/584780206140106137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=584780206140106137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/584780206140106137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/584780206140106137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/12/really-going-to-leave.html' title='Really going to leave'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-4270932952564497141</id><published>2008-12-01T22:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:28:27.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to study for Chem next year</title><content type='html'>OK I might lose this list so I'm writing it down here:&lt;br /&gt; Chemistry Year 4 2009:&lt;br /&gt;1. Periodic Table: Group Properties and Periodic trends&lt;br /&gt;2. Metals and Reactivity Series&lt;br /&gt;3. Rate of Reaction&lt;br /&gt;4. Chemical Equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;5. Organic Chemistry:&lt;br /&gt;-Fuels&lt;br /&gt;-Alkanes&lt;br /&gt;-Alkenes&lt;br /&gt;-Alcohols&lt;br /&gt;-Organic Acids&lt;br /&gt;-Polymers&lt;br /&gt;6. Electrolysis&lt;br /&gt;7. Salts and Quantitative Analysis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-4270932952564497141?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/4270932952564497141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=4270932952564497141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/4270932952564497141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/4270932952564497141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-study-for-chem-next-year.html' title='What to study for Chem next year'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-7923633941820063199</id><published>2008-12-01T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:49:11.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Halloween thing again</title><content type='html'>Yeah erm I retranslated and stuff and got the right subtitles. However, I left some parts for debate since what I hear and the official lyrics are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ecb55872127f9d77" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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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-6533801630412534485.post-7349500736303617818</id><published>2008-12-01T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:15:51.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Poem!</title><content type='html'>Alright I really do not want to go. 2 poems is not a nice number so 3 should do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destruction and death await all who live&lt;br /&gt;The light will into darkness give&lt;br /&gt;Buildings will be blown into a great gust&lt;br /&gt;The trees will wither back to dust&lt;br /&gt;Horses crying out their very last neighs&lt;br /&gt;Snow dogs fainting, stranding their sleighs&lt;br /&gt;Fishes start breathing in human-breathed air&lt;br /&gt;The ocean blue loses its flair&lt;br /&gt;Dust will block out the once brightening sun&lt;br /&gt;Even the cheetahs cannot run&lt;br /&gt;Mount Everest will seem even higher&lt;br /&gt;The squids down below will tire&lt;br /&gt;The ground would then sink down into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Those would tell you why there's no mirth&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the world implodes&lt;br /&gt;That is the path, those are the roads&lt;br /&gt;This world will go down because of your hate&lt;br /&gt;This is the rhyme, this is your fate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-7349500736303617818?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7349500736303617818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=7349500736303617818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7349500736303617818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7349500736303617818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-poem.html' title='Another Poem!'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-6299890371864355228</id><published>2008-11-30T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:45:00.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About to Leave</title><content type='html'>Well I came back from my camp and the Spiritual Meeting. Theolo's about to start so I might as well write about the camp first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I only read the proposal for the camp the day before it. Big deal. OK fine it was one. I was completely unprepared for it. I was written in as the "welfare" IC. In case you do not know, that means I was the guy in charge of First Aid. So I asked Teng Chuan that day what to bring and he said that Justin (logistics IC) would have stuff prepared. Fortunately, he did have the First Aid kits. I was actually asking because Sufyan brought something to record the casualties during the Sec 1 camp down and I had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STN94Dah0MI/AAAAAAAAABo/7a9Fiyk4rQA/s1600-h/buttrfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STN94Dah0MI/AAAAAAAAABo/7a9Fiyk4rQA/s320/buttrfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274697990523703490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well the First Aid kit seemed useful at first. Looked better than the NCO camp's this year. I had a pretty big wound and they gave me butterfly bandages (picture)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after getting to school, we all started talking rubbish. I, Justin and Kenneth (sorry about the bad grammar. I just so had to make it say IJK. It looks so cool) started talking about Red Alert 3 (I was the only one with an authentic version...). Afterward, in the room we were hiding in, they started playing C&amp;amp;C: Red Alert 3 and dai di or however you spell it. Well I was apparently the only guy who knew what to do. Yu Jun spammed sputniks because he thought they were offensive (they are not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so afterwards, in the very first part of the camp when I wanted to slack and all, the casualties started pouring in. The first casualty was Javier I believe. He had gastric pain. Danish (pronounced Dah-nish) and Idris also came in. Danish had leg cramps and Idris had a cramp from the day before the camp started up to that point in time. So I went to buy Javier some food (hot dog [bun]). Oh and I just realised, the guys from the camp owe me 60 cents. OK unfortunately, I did not have anything for muscle cramps in the First Aid kit (Ironic. Now they were all mostly for bleeding). So Javier got better and went back with the rest and later came back again with the same problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy named Samuel also came in in the middle of all that. He fell down on a straight arm (in case you do not know, THAT HURTS). Mrs David later took him to the clinic and then realised that Samuel's mother worked at a hospital after giving her a call. So they went to his mother's hospital and learned that he had a small fracture(bone-break). My sympathies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Danish had some burning muscle cramp cream for Idris and himself. Well Idris put a really huge amount on his cramp and it burned for quite a long time. We started talking about things like my OBS experience and our Malaysia Montage experiences. Take note that I told the two about my experience with my classmates putting bathing powder on their "little bros" on the day that we could not bathe on. Afterwards, I went out since I was involved in one of the events (they had to find me for the scavenger hunt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they made me escape through the window in the Junior Block once everyone found out they had to find me. OK I am still thinking of whether it was really necessary to do that. (Teng Chuan and Dhivian made me...) So I first hid next to the Staircase next to Staff Room 3. I heard a lot of noise but everyone passed by me. I went up the stairs and saw them all. I went back down the stairs and hid under a table next to the opposite staircase. I saw one of the "enemy"'s sentries in a reflection in the glass door. He never saw me. So after he was gone, I hid near the Lecture Theatres (where they were looking for me when I was at the first staircase). Accordingly after this, they went to look for me at the staircase. Well, they were too late. So I loitered around and I heard Nigel saying, "Wyz is on the first floor! Shhhhh..." Well he was right. However, they did not spot me. So that was around 15 minutes. I hid in between one Lecture theatres' doors (there were two/four doors). I saw that you could actually see me if you just looked at the door because the reflection of light would permit one to see a human sillouhette. So eventually, I was scared that the people in the LT would come out so I went off quickly. I crept around the heritage centre at the atrium. I hid behind a pillar to avoid being spotted by Nigel and some other people I saw looking for me. Unfortunately for me, Duranka saw me moving to adjust my angle. I remember him shouting "Down with Wyz! Wyz must fall!" So yeah he caught me. I then complained to them about how long they took to find me (around 20-25 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back, Danish had allegedly put his burning cream on somewhere REALLY sensitive. So after lunch, both Danish and Idris came back and Javier went back with the rest. A guy named Dehn (D-uhn) came in because his flatfoot caused his shin(bone) to hurt. My brother, Joenz, has the same problem and tells me that it hurts like a pressing feeling at that bone and that it burns. So he asked for ice. I got some from the snack stall (with a warning not to eat the ice because it was pretty dirty). Well it melted a lot and the condensation caused his legs to get pretty wet. The cream would have been of no use to him because it was not a muscle pain he was feeling, but a bone pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started talking about our experiences and all that and it was already about 3 hours (around 6 for Danish and Idris). They went back home eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they went back home, I got to slack around and play Red Alert 3. I only lost one match to Yu Jun's engineer rush. And I won Justin and Kenneth in monopoly. In this game, I would have won if anyone had touched my super expensive place with four houses on it. Kenneth quit at the last minute and gave me all of his money and property. Of course, I won. I was playing Monopoly because Justin did not want to let us play with his computer... Ironic eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Matthew came in because he was dizzy. Brandon came in because he had gastric pain (he came before to get his antacid as well). OH AND NOW I REALISE HE HAD ANTACID THAT COULD HAVE BEEN USED FOR JAVIER. Oh well. That stuff tastes bad anyway (I know... I've had this problem before...) and Javier did get better. Well Mrs David suggested I give medical oil to Matthew. It turned from dizziness into waves (one side hurts then later the other side does, then the other, et cetera). Ivan came back from hell hour with allergic reactions on his skin. We got calamine lotion for him. They were asking me whether I was bored. Well actually, yes. In the end, Brandon and Matthew went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's EIGHT casualties in just one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was solo night, people were sleeping in random places in the senior block (and the very scary science block). I had to write down where everyone was sleeping. It was dark so it was hard to write. Apparently everyone was scared after Neville Nah told them ghost stories about the place. So when I went back, I had one final duty. Kim Song was feeling sick and had to go home. I had to wait with him. By golly it was already 1 am. Luckily his father still came to pick him up. Well even though most of this took away my opportunities to slack and make the camp a vacation camp, it makes me not feel utterly useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally went back in the room (a different one due to a power outage in the previous room earlier), the guys were still playing Red Alert 3. Wow. So instead of sleeping, I decided to watch them play. Shaun was hogging the computer all day and night. While I was watching, it was my 2.00am-3.00am shift for sentry duty. I wrote the list so I was able to understand it and rely on some of my memory to remember where everyone was. We only were delayed because Sean did not want to get out of bed/poncho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after discussing some stuff with Shaun, I finally went to sleep (was around 3.15 or so already). I woke up at 8.15 am. I should have woken up at 5.30 but at least I got some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a piece of bread in two bites and went off with Sufyan to the RJC/RI next year track. Xin Cheng vomited water because he drank too much. Azhar told me he had rashes. I did not know what to do. I was feeling really guilty playing Red Alert 3 when I should have brought him to the sick bay. I was also thinking that since he was not with me, I could not just take him away and ruin his fun. Eventually, since I already sms'd Mrs David about it, she told me to get some calamine, but I got Azhar to me instead and then Mrs David came and we went to get some calamine lotion. He said the itches started getting crazy after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES MEDICINE ALWAYS SEEM TO MAKE THINGS WORSE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so Mrs David gave me some biscuits after hearing about my 1 piece of bread breakfast. I shared a wafer with Teng Chuan and no one wanted to eat the other biscuits. Later, I put the biscuits down and they seemed to be cleared away later. After all that, it was an uneventful day for me (besides Javier coming in again because he had drunk too much water and felt nauseous) and I mostly was just playing Red Alert. However, I was feeling guilty and went outside, asking Chen Wei whether there were any casualties I did not know of. He told me to check on Wee Kiang who was feeling nauseous. He told me he was fine. Well they were doing drills (it was supposed to be Hell Hour 2...). I decided to help identify mistakes since Teng Chuan and Dhivian seemed unable to or were not willing to. I should have stayed on and continued. However, I could not resist the temptation to go and play Red Alert 3 and went off. Oh, and Sean and Khairi did not plan anything for the War Games (there was nothing on the proposal either). So Teng Chuan and Dhivian improvised. I have no idea what happened after I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STOWCTuRGPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8YFFjbWBqaI/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STOWCTuRGPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8YFFjbWBqaI/s320/Image131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274724554979219698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was nothing for the obstacle course so we improvised and did the "put a shirt on as a blindfold and follow orders from the people mindlessly" thing. Well I was one of the guys commanding a group (the leader could not turn and face parallel to the right angles on the floor's edges at all). Well at one part, I put my arm in front of a guy and told him to duck. Clarence found out my ruse and I did not bother with it any more. I made them climb on a bench and get off (a guy from RJC took a picture telling them "you guys are very photogenic!"). When one person lost his grip of another guy's ankle, I put my foot there and he ended up holding Clarence's right foot and my right foot. After that, I was moving my legs so much and he ended up asking "Clarence, how come your legs so big, ah? Separate so far. Oh I think I'm holding the wrong leg." Heheh. Well then I just went with the flow and later they were given orders to slap another "caterpillar"'s butts/donkeys. So after that, utter chaos ensued. Well yeah it ended up with them being surrounded and trapped. I told them to crawl out but the others were still moving. One of the guys in that moving caterpillar stopped and was all confused. In one part, people were stepping on other people. Ouch. I did not intend that to happen. Well yeah so it was pretty fun for us people ordering them around. Heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture shows my group trying to crawl out of a flank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just played Red Alert 3 to my heart's content (and won Kenneth and Justin in another game of Monopoly which I would have lost if Kenneth had not given me all of his money and property at the right time), gave people their medication back (only one person's because all the other people who gave me their medication already went home) and went off back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Count: That's ELEVEN CASUALTIES IN A TWO DAY CAMP AND SIX SENT HOME. The first count was 29 people and after that it went down to 27 people at the end of the camp. So you may ask me, wait so 29-6=27? Yoo Ma-t-matik phaylz raik mine schpeeling. Actually, a lot of people forgot about the camp and only came after calls from the teachers. This means that four people came late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis: One suggested reason which I quite strongly believe in for the number of casualties is the timing of the camp. It was in the middle of the holidays and therefore, a lot of people were playing soccer and things like that before the camp therefore making them weaker, prone to illness or already sick before the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MRT headed for home was really crowded. It was around 7 or 8 already (I ate dinner at Junction 8). A&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STOLXvKi3LI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZkjWufw1Wsk/s1600-h/Shirt+stuck+in+mrt+doors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STOLXvKi3LI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZkjWufw1Wsk/s320/Shirt+stuck+in+mrt+doors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274712828494929074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thread sticking out of my pants got stuck in the MRT door for a long time until the doors opened. When I re-entered, my sleeve got stuck in the door (picture). After taking two pictures, I got out with an elastic jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went for the spiritual meeting at church. It actually started on Thursday but I was at camp on Thursday and Friday. I wanted to go early and reach church at 8.20 am but I was too tired and overslept. I reached church at 11am instead. I do not know whether I was supposed to eat the food since my name was not on the list. WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Joseph Chong was pretty boring and I did not get the relevance of his financial crisis sermons... To me it seemed better to have a lesson on finance or to just read the newspapers ourselves though what he said about just not buying too many unnecessary things to help ward off the crisis could work. However, most people DON'T buy unnecessary things at all. However, sometimes they have children and this really exacerbates the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Chin's final sermon about other churches was good and I think it should really be repeated or something for the evangelical service. Too bad the themes are already set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spiritual Meeting was themed "The Crisis of the End Times". Stuff about Moral Depravity today and the Financial Crises. I missed the other parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the Theological Seminar is going to start tomorrow. I will be away from the 2nd (tomorrow) till the 24th of December (My birthday!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a lot of people asked me "Why didn't you sign up for the OIP?", "It was d*** fun!" and stuff like that. I have not heard any negative comments about it. Well I thought the OIP was a camp for leaders only and so I did not sign up. I also had a reputation of being the guy who gets bullied a lot so I did not want to go in case I ended up with gangsters and whatever. Anyway, Theolo will have its fair share of overseas guys (from Australia and South Africa mostly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK right. Word count is at least 2,000 now. Perhaps I should end my post here. Well alright then. Farewell creatures of the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-6299890371864355228?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/6299890371864355228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=6299890371864355228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6299890371864355228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6299890371864355228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-to-leave.html' title='About to Leave'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/STN94Dah0MI/AAAAAAAAABo/7a9Fiyk4rQA/s72-c/buttrfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-6146337370789723949</id><published>2008-11-26T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:50:08.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara!</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna be gone for the next two days (till Friday night) at camp. Then there's the theolo coming up on the Tuesday after that. BuhBye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-6146337370789723949?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/6146337370789723949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=6146337370789723949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6146337370789723949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6146337370789723949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara!'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-471567890327816391</id><published>2008-11-26T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:03:13.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another impromptu poem</title><content type='html'>Close Calls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I went back home&lt;br /&gt;and saw a huge brown mouse.&lt;br /&gt;Chased it far away to Rome&lt;br /&gt;almost touched someone's blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I got away&lt;br /&gt;and killed the rodent too.&lt;br /&gt;But then I slipped and hit the hay&lt;br /&gt;the knife sliced someone's shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up with open eyes&lt;br /&gt;I stretched my cramped up legs.&lt;br /&gt;One man walked by and then his thighs&lt;br /&gt;had contact, saved by dregs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly he was cushioned and&lt;br /&gt;I got so very scared.&lt;br /&gt;Out of anger I kicked some sand&lt;br /&gt;when someone's eyes were bared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I had missed&lt;br /&gt;Quickly ran to my haven.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking right my lips had kissed&lt;br /&gt;Some guy with lips unshaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I punched him in the face&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling terrified.&lt;br /&gt;When finally I reached my place&lt;br /&gt;I in relief had sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put myself down to&lt;br /&gt;sit and watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;But during the show 'bout the zoo&lt;br /&gt;the thing exploded, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the glass had hit&lt;br /&gt;my eyes and vital parts.&lt;br /&gt;The pain I felt in my popped zit&lt;br /&gt;had flown right off the charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the irony&lt;br /&gt;my heart rate had decreased.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if seriously&lt;br /&gt;my life already ceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire life flashed&lt;br /&gt;right before my very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that my huge dreams were dashed&lt;br /&gt;With my horrid demise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I morbid or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-471567890327816391?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/471567890327816391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I am seriously bored</title><content type='html'>So I decided to write a poem on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Police Hotline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello and thank you, citizen, for filing a report&lt;br /&gt;We hope that you have not made any sordid lies of sort&lt;br /&gt;But right now we have to go through that hassle called red tape&lt;br /&gt;And have it all recorded so that thing's in perfect shape&lt;br /&gt;So first we have to interrogate to see what you've to say&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is troublesome to your great big dismay&lt;br /&gt;So I'd need some details about this big bad guy&lt;br /&gt;We cannot afford anything to go awry&lt;br /&gt;Hello are you there? I cannot hear you make a sound&lt;br /&gt;Is there some more trouble with more evil around?&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'll send some policemen to see what can be done&lt;br /&gt;To check up on you now they will each bring a gun&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I have a call from another fast officer&lt;br /&gt;It seems like you did the wrath of the kidnappers then incur&lt;br /&gt;So I am sorry that I have to have this conversation said&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if I'm talking to a person who is dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-2723770846329516358?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/2723770846329516358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=2723770846329516358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2723770846329516358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2723770846329516358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-i-am-seriously-bored.html' title='OK I am seriously bored'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-5701084047244187067</id><published>2008-11-23T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:11:49.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O... K... Some Weird Weird things thingy</title><content type='html'>So I got tagged by Amanda and she says write some weird stuff:&lt;br /&gt;"Rules and regulations: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog entry of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state the rules clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 names to be tagged &amp;amp; list their names."&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't think I'm bored enough to choose more people to be tagged but I'll just do the first part then...&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I was young, my memory was great. I remembered two Muppet movies worth of dialogue. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muppets in Space&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Muppets Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When I was a little boy, I was able to talk. However, when I was next to my younger brother Louiz, instead of talking properly (it was in front of a TV screen which was telling me how to speak Chinese), I said Goo Goo Gah Gah and some other random baby words. Why? It was the common stereotype. I went with it. Hmm probably because I was in Washington, D.C. The American mindset coming into me... JUST KIDDING. But still... Well yeah there goes to show you my awesome memory of the superlong past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was in Mars 2112 (a supercool fast food restaurant in NYC), I cried when I saw those guys dressed up as aliens. Why? Not because I was afraid of them. But it was because Louiz was crying. See I tended to go with the flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I find believing in evolution unskeptical. If you want to be a true skeptic, you must go against the flow. Since the most accepted belief nowadays is evolution, even among Christians (I was once called dumb for not believing in it), it is not really going against the flow/being a skeptic to believe in it. Actually evolution to me is more like predicting the past that we do not know. And now I am a skeptic (in contrast to before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a tendency to write redundantly redunant words in my utterly repetitive redundant sentences with redundant words such as redundant and making my sentences run-on as it is fun to do so and it is a habit and as you can see I still have not ended my sentence here and I do not plan on doing so. OK that hurt (if you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a tendency to make puns out of anything that I can. It's fun. And when I use another person's pun (from the Internet or whatever) and it's considered lame, I just say it's not mine. However, some people don't appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I find it weird that others do not appreciate jokes. Hmm here's one:&lt;br /&gt;If Scooby says Scooby Dooby Doo and Scrappy says Scrappy Dappy Doo, then what does Fred say?&lt;br /&gt;Think for a while and scroll down for the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabba Dabba Doo.&lt;br /&gt;The most common answer would be Freddy Deddy Doo. OK so Ding Hao and Daniel said: "WYZ YOU'RE SO CHILDISH". I find that weird. I take it as a classic cartoon. I think that if you cannot answer this riddle or understand the answer, you seriously have no childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am utterly insensitive. You see, underachieving delinquents, I do not feel like sharing my intelligence with you squabbling morons. JUST KIDDING. But seriously...&lt;br /&gt;OK yeah so I usually only realise that I had made a really bad mistake in my speech AFTER I say it, or if someone TELLS me (subset of earlier point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I DO NOT HAVE TOURETTE'S. Most people I know do. So if you don't know what that is... GO FIND OUT. Wikipedia and Google are your friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I try to critique anything... Utterly cynical I am. But I take it as finding out the other side of the argument, so as to either rebutt it, or to broaden my view of an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. From the last 4 points, I think you see that I have the tendency to RANT a lot. Yes FLAAAAAME and RAAAANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK then Das ist alles. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I don't feel like ending it yet... Ich würde soviel mehr gesagen habe... Aber... Ich habe nichts... Ach naja... Schöne Nacht jedermann!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-5701084047244187067?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/5701084047244187067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=5701084047244187067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/5701084047244187067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/5701084047244187067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-k-some-weird-weird-things-thingy.html' title='O... K... Some Weird Weird things thingy'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-1723903947264136192</id><published>2008-11-20T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:15:37.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>OK so I just came back from seeing the movie Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa. Alright so I guess I'll tell you how I felt about it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SSZnBP2rRXI/AAAAAAAAABA/IU4Bin1ksmA/s1600-h/Madagascar+Escape+2+Africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SSZnBP2rRXI/AAAAAAAAABA/IU4Bin1ksmA/s320/Madagascar+Escape+2+Africa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271013685017134450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts off with Alex the lion's background, ie. what happened before Madagascar. Then it shows how he ended up in the zoo in the first movie. It's quite absurd but still believable.  So then later it shows them in Madagascar and all that getting out. You've all seen the trailers. So you would know that they end up somewhere in Africa. Well so they meet a lot of new animals and all of them get their own set of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex cannot fight like the other lions and has the problem of the evil lion Makunga. This lion seriously seems to be like Scar from The Lion King. He is extremely deceptive and tries to get his way and in the end, he is quite like Scar. However, this being a comedy, his "end" is quite comical compared to Scar's getting eaten by hyenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty the zebra finds out that he is not as unique as he once thought he was and gets really upset about it. The way he resolves this conflict is really quite cliché but its good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria the hippo finds a new love, the hunky hippo, Moto Moto. The problem is that Melman the giraffe is in love with her (love transcends all boundaries I guess). Well you gotta pity Melman in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Melman also thinks he's about to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Julian the lemur is similar to Patrick from Spongebob in that Alaskan Bullworm and Mad Snail Disease episodes. He is able to come up with ideas that spur everyone into mass hysteria even though they are just so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice, King Julian's advisor, is not very important. But he is quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mort, the cutie from the first movie, is now deemed as irritating by King Julian (it's the beginning of the movie. it's not that much of a spoiler). Well he ends up making King Julian believe in himself, the means being a giant shark. Unfortunately, well it does not seem that anyone else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old woman from the first movie is turned into one of the main antagonists along with Makunga. She is also one who spurs many on, in contrast to Makunga whom everyone hates. Makes you think of Hitler, being so charismatic yet evil.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SSZmo4U9XaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fWOKBpr-0rE/s1600-h/Sieg+Heil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SSZmo4U9XaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fWOKBpr-0rE/s320/Sieg+Heil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271013266384838050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Penguins: The comic relief. Well yeah OK just enjoy 'em in the movie. They're fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monkeys: They help the Penguins get *cough* some opposable thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I feel that the graphics in this may not be so great. People walk around on their feet and stuff and its not that realistic. But that does not matter. Must a movie always be realistic to be good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK it has consistent humour, unlike the first Madagascar which had all the humour in the beginning and end with a lot of sadness in the middle. Even in the emotional parts, this movie delivers some laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end scene was action-packed and all but quite unsatisfying since there are still so many things to be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;I think that if the movie were to be longer, they would be able to make a more satisfying movie. 1 1/2 hours is way too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILERS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Plotholes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;What on earth happened to Moto Moto in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;What about the tribe of New Yorkers?&lt;br /&gt;Where did the old lady and Makunga go?&lt;br /&gt;Why did King Julian not do anything more after causing the mass hysteria and believing it? Probably because of the 1 1/2 hour time limit so it can be shown on Disney Channel and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Spoilers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;In one part, Gloria says, How the -- Hello? Are you going to fix that plane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6533801630412534485-1723903947264136192?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/1723903947264136192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=1723903947264136192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1723903947264136192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1723903947264136192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/reviews.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SSZnBP2rRXI/AAAAAAAAABA/IU4Bin1ksmA/s72-c/Madagascar+Escape+2+Africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-2747460162424829828</id><published>2008-11-04T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:54:17.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG</title><content type='html'>Alrighty then I have not been posting for a long time so I might as well write a long post which is long in a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so on the Saturday before the last, before going to church, my squad had to host a carrom (like billiards/pool except it uses chips/seeds for balls and you use a striker chip&lt;like&gt; instead of a cue ball and you use your fingers instead of a cue stick) competition for NPCC (an inter-unit competition for Area 4 &lt;bishan&gt;). So then well I was in charge of moving people around and I was judging table 1(out of 3) for the last two rounds. Well it turns out I was one of the only (if not only) guys making people skip turns. So then the winner was Deyi Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next Saturday, there was Area Games Day at Guang Yang Secondary School. Yeah Kieng Wee went for Carrom and therefore I had to replace him for Frisbee... Fortunately, I was not the only one who had almost no idea how to play this. My Secondary Three teammates (Sufyan, Chen Wei and Ye Oon) had not touched a frisbee in at least 5 years.  However we had one "star player" fortunately. Anyway, here was the matchup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuo Chuan Presbyterian-----------&lt;br /&gt;||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||------KCP---------&lt;br /&gt;Raffles Institution(us)-------------||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;br /&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||-----KCP&lt;br /&gt;Guang Yang Secondary School-----||||||||||||||||||||||||&lt;br /&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||-------Cat High-----&lt;br /&gt;Catholic High School---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK fine we got eliminated on the first round. But we were fighting against the First place guys first. Anyway, not included in the chart is our fight against Guang Yang for the third placing. Well they were like sec 1's or something so seriously, they were pretty easy. So you see, this system is not that fair since if we fought GYSS first, we would have gotten second place. This system is only good in determining the first place person. The round-robin would be fairer but would take a longer time. Well it was a pretty memorable moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were fighting KCP, we lost like 7-2 or something like that. When we fought GYSS, we were thrashing them 7-nil. But then Chen Wei said he was feeling so much like the bad guy here. When a frisbee went flying and I tried reaching over for it he took my hand and put it down and said "No Wyz. Give them a chance." So when Chen Wei did that, he gave them a point extremely *cough cough cough* subtly. He threw the frisbee on the floor not looking like he had tripped or anything and said "Oops. It's your ball/plate/whatever." Well despite that, the GYSS people looked like they really fell for it. Their faces were still so serious and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes and in the beginning, I tripped on the string(scoring zone thing). Luckily, I was wearing black but my legs were not as lucky (but my pants were). And so I broke the string and they tried tying it up but had to replace it later with a blue string. Well in the match with GYSS, I tripped again but got up a bit faster and I did not break the string. Silly me. Well I cannot say I was much of an asset but at least I did stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah in the end, Sufyan and Ye Oon took pictures of our(the team's) muddy legs together to remember that we won third(out of four). Unfortunately, I have yet to receive that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Monday was class clean-up but before that, we watched the Japanese movie:&lt;br /&gt;10 Promises I made to my Dog. It was a pretty basic movie laced with irony, reversal of roles and all that. It was a nice story but it was not THAT good. And the dog's tail wagging was CGI. Oh yes and I HATED that girl(main character) singing the English song. Awfully high and with the Japlish thing. Eww. Well yeah when her boyfriend was singing it in his erm... supposed-to-be-French accent, he got it right but then the girl(Akari I think) just HAD to ruin it. Well the underlying assumption in this movie is that DOGS KNOW ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the topic of the class clean-up. Well you cannot say it was fun but it was fine. So then Tuesday was fun. Well it was the day of the class chalet and Yiming and Vishaal did not want to bring their 360's so I brought my XBOX classic(I had to lug 6 kg of weight with me all the way there...) with Halo 2. But before that was school. The first thing we did was the Year Head Assembly after watching part of the extremely vulgar movie, Good Fellows (At least one "f word" every minute). THE ASSEMBLY WAS EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the first thing was in the Auditorium. I really think the laser show went kabust because the lasers were everywhere. I think it was only meant to be on the screen because when it shows like the Omnitheater in the Science Centre when the Audi is not, it just looks plain wrong. Then there was the smoke machine. Hmm I think it was used pretty unnecessarily but it was pretty cool still. There was a skit about the memorable moments for us which was not all that good. Then there was the magic show of Dhivian s/o Thirunaukarasu (I think I spelt it correctly). It was pretty obvious what it was going to be when Dhivian was mentioned (or was it that it was obvious it was going to be Dhivian? I forget) and well the snow thing was pretty impressive, though he should have made the snow higher. And he had to get Kelvin/Yeo Ping Yen to voice him over. Either because he sounds extremely condescending and sarcastic with his voice or just because he could not use the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK why did I just say that the Assembly was epic then say it was pretty full of fail? Well it was the end part. OK everyone was given one Helium balloon each(but there was a shortage so I and some others did not get any). We sang our batch song (Hand in Hand) and released all of these balloons simultaneously. I think some people went to take in some Helium and mess around with their voices. And some people released the balloons early. However, this balloon thing was EPIC and it made the whole assembly EPIC! Well I managed to grab a snapshot of the balloons:&lt;/bishan&gt;&lt;/like&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SRE_48JQ0TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o0A5oWjbAF4/s1600-h/Year+head+assembly+balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SRE_48JQ0TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o0A5oWjbAF4/s320/Year+head+assembly+balloons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265059686823022898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet it was raining rubber somewhere later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the Headmaster's Assembly. Because of the merger with RJC next year, the Headmaster this year, Bob Koh Chin Nguang, will be replaced by the RJC principal, Lim Lai Cheng. So Tuesday had quite humorous exchanges and stuff. Well in the morning there was the announcement for the lameness competition which was so lame that it was not actually funny. But they were saying: When is a time when people come together on a stage and try to be funny? OH THE US ELECTIONS! No. But it is kind of true. OH THE HEADMASTER'S ASSEMBLY! No. But it is kind of true(This was met with some laughter and an astonished face from the HM with his jaws dropping a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the assembly, the Head of the PE department, Mr Eng, spoke and said something along these lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first met Mr Koh, he was a friendly and approachable man with jet black hair. When he first joined, I invited him to play tennis with me. And all these four years, I have never had that match. And now when you look at him, he is still a friendly and approachable man, but his hair, one can notice that it is greying a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Mr Koh first went up, he gave his response along these lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these four years, I have never received that invitation. And you know that waiting for that invitation for four years can really give you grey hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK before the HM's final address, I thought he was some slacker but I learned that he actually did a lot. He spearheaded the Raffles Programme(RI to RJC w/o O Levels), increased our involvement overseas with the OIP, got the MOE or whatever to approve of the 4 million dollar upgrading project, the Community Day thing and others which I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went LANning. Yi Fan and I wanted to go bowling with Edward, Niccol, Norman and Soon Hong instead but they left without us. Then Edward still asked us both to go check the school for his missing MP3. Did he really expect us to do that after what they did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to borrow Leon's shirt and Yi Fan borrowed Jian Yeu's shirt to get into the LAN shop since we did not bring home clothes. Well so then we both went to play Counterstrike for two hours with the rest of the class and I learned how utterly pathetic I was. I think I was the worst in the class. I am NOT good at Computer FPS's. Then Yi Fan and I played Tiberium Wars and he utterly PWNED me because I had no idea how to play. Then we played one match of Starcraft against each other then I won real easily because he did not know how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then we went to the chalet. An epic story. We went on the MRT playing with Daniel's and my PSP (Burnout: Legends and Echochrome respectively). Then when we reached Pasir Ris, some people like Vishaal went to wait for the shuttle bus while the rest of us went to buy cards. So then we went into Comics Connection and some of my stuff triggered of the thief sensors. Woops. Well yeah so the guy helpfully removed a sensor from one of my boxes and then the Looney Tunes Box thing could not be removed. I think it was bought from America so maybe that is why. Since the cards were 5 dollars, we went to Seven Eleven instead. We got not as expensive cards but still not very cheap cards for 3 dollars per pack and we bought two packs I believe. So that was around half and hour and we went to the Taxi Stand/Shuttle Bus stop and the guys were still there. We waited and at around 4, the guy came but we were going to the other part of the chalet so we had to wait another half an hour. Some other schoolkids were mocking us with one guy saying: "Hey let's give 'em money for a taxi". Well we went off at 4.30 while some like Vishaal and Daryl took a cab to the place. We took the bus there and then had to take another bus to the actual chalet. We waited for so long and ended up at Changi Airbase. We should have just walked and Ye Zhou should have asserted his position more firmly. Ah yes, and I gave Vishaal and the others who took the cab there my XBOX but forgot to give them the games. So they had to wait for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWUARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then some people were watching Good Fellows and people like me were playing Halo. Well I was not as pathetic as when I was playing CS. I landed a lot of kills on Yiming, the most professional guy in our match. My main problem was that I usually could not find anybody. In my first match, I got second place. Daniel Lim Si Yuan did not know how to play so I was farming off of him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got third or last place for the Rockets match. Bleagh. Anyway, afterwards I got first for the rockets match. Rockets is real stupid. No skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go with Si Yuan and Nicholas but they went in KK's car instead. So I got a lift from Mrs Lim to the Bishan MRT. Luckily, the last train was at 12.05 and I reached the MRT at around 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I left my XBOX there so that the others could play with it. I returned Leon his shirt and I took my XBOX back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, great news today. OBI WAN! Er I mean, OBY WON! YES THAT'S RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;OBAMA WON!!&lt;br /&gt;John McCain was pretty gracious today, but his supporters were not. Kudos to both of the candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, on Friday, I got Red Alert 3. Well it's pretty good so far. I only beat up to the second level of the Allied Campaign so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, over the past few weeks, I have tried to subtitle the German version of the song from The Nightmare Before Christmas, This is Halloween (Hier in Halloween in German). I took a lot of reference from another subtitled video but that had a lot of mistakes. However I am not sure of the complete accuracy of mine but I believe it is much more accurate. I am taking German now anyway. Hmm... I am still not sure what they say at the part:&lt;br /&gt;Skellington Jack bringt dich um vor Schreck. Springt dir ins ???? und dann...&lt;br /&gt;One sub said that it was Genick(neck) but it really does not make sense so I put Ru(..)cken (back) which matches the English version. I am not sure whether the second subtitle's English translation is accurate.&lt;br /&gt;"Kinder ho(..)ren wir unheimlich gern schrei'n" was translated as "Children here us gladly eerily scream".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I learned here that the Participle in German is not only used for haben(have), but also for wird(will). And I learned some other words which I should not list because I learned quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is the end of my entry. So so long with my so long entry so we will be so far away so have a nice day and do re mi fa so la ti do and so long!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ff82f0b578dd6c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ff82f0b578dd6c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486489968BEE9600D48507330F066921E7965256.53791C6A69AD3C5317B034C0BA459FB7F68B803E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ff82f0b578dd6c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDiJImJHPvyci9RI0a6BrjgnYf8Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ff82f0b578dd6c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D486489968BEE9600D48507330F066921E7965256.53791C6A69AD3C5317B034C0BA459FB7F68B803E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ff82f0b578dd6c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDiJImJHPvyci9RI0a6BrjgnYf8Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-2747460162424829828?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ff82f0b578dd6c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/2747460162424829828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=2747460162424829828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2747460162424829828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2747460162424829828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/11/alrighty-then-i-have-not-been-posting.html' title='LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oDsHbtJFn58/SRE_48JQ0TI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o0A5oWjbAF4/s72-c/Year+head+assembly+balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-1617680344748384249</id><published>2008-10-21T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:57:32.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling rhythmic</title><content type='html'>Yippee. Yesterday, the exams finally ended. GAHHRRR... hate physics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics is one of the most pointless subjects ever and I'm still taking it and flunking it. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;*face:&lt;br /&gt;  +____________&lt;br /&gt;|/  ____$$    __  +|\&lt;br /&gt;| ^     ___  \ /  ____   |&lt;br /&gt;| $$ |  _\|| /_ __||&lt;br /&gt;| )()()())/_%%%$|&lt;br /&gt;|^^^_______^^|&lt;br /&gt;|      ++/$$$$$$$              \ -|&lt;br /&gt;|    + /________\       |&lt;br /&gt;\____________/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I came up with a medley of nursery rhymes. Since these have a tune, you can actually sing it and the notes change quite dramatically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO HO HO! MERRY&lt;br /&gt;had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb,&lt;br /&gt;Mary had             (Mary had a little lamb)&lt;br /&gt;A pocket full of rye!                        (Sing a song of sixpence)&lt;br /&gt;Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie!&lt;br /&gt;When the pie was opened, the birds began to sing!&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that a dainty dish to be set before&lt;br /&gt;All the King's horses and all the King's men,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't put Humpty together again,    (Humpty Dumpty)&lt;br /&gt;And the clock,&lt;br /&gt;Stopped,&lt;br /&gt;Never to go again when the Old Man           (My Grandfather's Clock)&lt;br /&gt;Fell down and broke his crown&lt;br /&gt;And Jill came tumbling after                   (Jack and Jill)&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;The cradle will rock,&lt;br /&gt;When the bow breaks,                       (Rock a by Baby)&lt;br /&gt;Like a diamond in the sky,                  (Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle twinkle little star,&lt;br /&gt;Next time won't you sing with             (ABC)&lt;br /&gt;Frère Jacques,                                       (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frere Jacques)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frère Jacques,&lt;br /&gt;Dormez-vous?&lt;br /&gt;Dormez-vous?&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Wedding bells are ringing,                  (Are you sleeping?)&lt;br /&gt;Wedding bells&lt;br /&gt;Went to town,                                  (Yankee Doodle)&lt;br /&gt;Riding on a pony,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck a feather in his cap and called it&lt;br /&gt;Frosty the Snowman,                            (Frosty the Snowman)&lt;br /&gt;Was a jolly, happy soul.&lt;br /&gt;With a corncob pipe and a button nose&lt;br /&gt;and two eyes made out of&lt;br /&gt;Cole was a merry old soul                   (Old King Cole)&lt;br /&gt;And a merry old soul was he.&lt;br /&gt;So he called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,&lt;br /&gt;And he called for his fiddlers three,&lt;br /&gt;Every fiddler had&lt;br /&gt;Wool?                                       (Baa baa black sheep)&lt;br /&gt;Yes Sir, Yes Sir,&lt;br /&gt;Three bags full.&lt;br /&gt;One for&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Muffet,                (Little Miss Muffet)&lt;br /&gt;She sat on a tuffet,&lt;br /&gt;Eating her&lt;br /&gt;Sheep,&lt;br /&gt;And can't tell where to find them.                    (Little Bo Peep)&lt;br /&gt;He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum,     (Little Jack Horner)&lt;br /&gt;And said, "What a&lt;br /&gt;Cow jumped over the moon.                                  (Hey Diddle Diddle)&lt;br /&gt;The little dog laughed to see such a sport&lt;br /&gt;And the plate ran away with the&lt;br /&gt;Teapot,                              (I'm A Little Teapot)&lt;br /&gt;Short and stout.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my handle and here is my&lt;br /&gt;Farm, E-I-E-I-O!                          (Old McDonald)&lt;br /&gt;And on his farm he had a&lt;br /&gt;Spider went up the water spout,               (Itsy, Bitsy Spider)&lt;br /&gt;Down came the rain and washed the spider out,&lt;br /&gt;Out came the sun and dried up all the rain&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;open the door,               (One Two, Buckle My Shoe)&lt;br /&gt;Five six, pick up sticks,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Eight, lay them straight,&lt;br /&gt;Nine ten, Big fat&lt;br /&gt;Mice.                      (Three Blind Mice)&lt;br /&gt;Three Blind Mice,&lt;br /&gt;See how they&lt;br /&gt;ran up the clock,     (Hickory Dickory Dock)&lt;br /&gt;The clock struck one,&lt;br /&gt;Pop goes the weasel!      (Pop goes the weasel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably edit this post and add more to this medley of nursery rhymes or delete some which don't exactly have a tune. I have no idea what the tune of Jack Horner and Miss Muffet are. I may just take em out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope that this stuff cheers people without exams anymore up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the morning&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you go mourning&lt;br /&gt;'cause its there to stay,&lt;br /&gt;Your toils are over&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget,&lt;br /&gt;You got a long day,&lt;br /&gt;But don't you fret.&lt;br /&gt;Your day will be joyous&lt;br /&gt;If you make do,&lt;br /&gt;All life can be gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;If you don't boo.&lt;br /&gt;So in your heart please&lt;br /&gt;realise the fact,&lt;br /&gt;You'll have a good day&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who's exams haven't ended yet (like NUSH. I have no idea what other school has not ended its exams yet):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in joy,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in tears,&lt;br /&gt;All there's to think of is the end of your fears.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll live,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll die,&lt;br /&gt;All there's to think of is to give that great sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in love,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in hate,&lt;br /&gt;All there's to think of is the end that is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK then everyone. Have a nice rhythmic day ahead of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-1617680344748384249?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/1617680344748384249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=1617680344748384249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1617680344748384249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/1617680344748384249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-feeling-rhythmic.html' title='I&apos;m feeling rhythmic'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-3889443669663057193</id><published>2008-10-03T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:39:21.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Related Stuff</title><content type='html'>Alright now there was the RESL Fair and stuff today. In the beginning of the day I was road marshalling. One of the highlights of this was that I got to see how bad the VIPs were at parking. OK the first car was parked diagonally. That was wrong in the first place but the others had to follow. However, the second car parked straight and the two looked real awkward juxtaposed together. Then more cars came, one with its wheels still turned around while stationary. Another parked in the wrong way and another car followed suit. Then we went to the next row of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a van with a person who was going to a canteen stall instead of visiting the Science Hub Opening. I still have no idea whether she was actually allowed to do so. She told us that the teachers had allowed her to but I have my reservations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, I don't see the difference between the Science Hub and the Science Block other than them adding a few labs and painting some pics of Darwin and Einstein(both of whom I find stupid). I thought they did all this stuff many months ago and they opened it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't go around collecting stickers for the Service Learning Fair. Found it stupid. The keychain, I saw, was dumb. It had a rugger's shirt on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my bro had his English PSLE today. Hope he did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night(really late at night), I found out some bad stuff and some completely unrelated good stuff. I was researching on stigmata, the phenomenon of people suddenly getting marks all over their body in the positions of Jesus Christ in the shapes of crosses or simply in those places, with or without blood, usually before being ordained as Catholics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I had a discussion with Jonathan and he told me that (OK remember that I do take Catholicism as false) this stigmata is from the Devil. Why would the Devil want to promote belief in God? He doesn't. You see that most concepts in Catholicism are wrong and the Devil wants to do certain things so as to increase our belief that the practices of what we believe are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then that was satisfying good stuff to hear. What about the bad stuff? Why should I tell anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then let's all have good luck for our exams coming NEXT WEEK and whatever. Buh Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-3889443669663057193?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/3889443669663057193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=3889443669663057193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3889443669663057193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3889443669663057193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/10/related-stuff.html' title='Related Stuff'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-3129910488578249967</id><published>2008-09-30T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:06:24.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomity Song</title><content type='html'>Hey kids! Welcome to the Bobo show! Let's sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Billy and his family went on a holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;they went down to Florida to laugh and dance and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This just ain't it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OK enough with the rhyming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is probably bad timing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So anyway I made a new song. It's about randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Randomity Song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me warn you first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that this song is real random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so I got a message for ye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scribbles, Clorox, chicken doodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Karl, McCain and Instant Noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catdog, Courage, fun rubik's cubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Windows, Fish eyes, optical tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Au revoir gomenasai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hasta La vista Bye Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warsaw, Liechtenstein Greenland's icy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Cassidy Butch, Butcher's're dicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;webcams, uber spams, torturing and uber leet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spasms, epilipsey and tomorrow we shall meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you’re feeling random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ll definitely be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you’re not prepared, I might give you a scare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With my randomityness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM EXTRAOVEREXCITEDLYOOMPHADURAIYAMBADUMPHARAMZAH! (Extra over excitedly oomph a dur ai yam ba dumph aram zah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diddle diddle diddle dee dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diddle diddle diddle dee dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE COOKIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diddle diddle diddle dee dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diddle diddle diddle dee dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GORY AL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUSHES NAMED GEORGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MARONI SAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Levi’s, Leviticus, poodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mike, Obama, apfelstrudel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bumblebee, Weird Al, Obi Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can hide but you cannot run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Evil Koalas, printers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Evil witches and winters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sphygmomanometer, Electro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Encephalogram, ho ho ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Antidisestablishmentarianism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vacuum, Large Hadron Collider, Communism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you’re feeling random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ll definitely be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you’re not prepared, I might give you a scare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With my randomityness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM RANDOMIZATIONINGLY UBERIAZILIUMPHADAPUMP! (OO BER E AH ZIL IUMPH AH DA PUMP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Falling Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jacky and Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Breaking a Crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chrysanthemum, Tutankhamen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Beef stew, Yahoo, Japanese Ramen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lehman Brothers, Fannie Mae Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Medusa Odysseus Oh My My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dihydrogen monoxide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;China Milk, Grilled Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scissors, Mouse, School, Oxford MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shootings, bags, bugs, Salad Undressin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cheek cells, oil wells, bombing Iraq, Powerpoint, glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mentos, Coke bomb, stomach, baby, and wipe your grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you’re feeling random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ll definitely be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you’re not prepared, I might give you a scare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With my randomityness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I AM LEETPWNFTWPETAGUITARZEPPELINOOREDUMBAZOOP! (Leet poon fuh tuh wuh pee tah guitar zeppelin oo ruh dumb ah zoop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;La la la la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;La la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bing bang boom bah fling flang wing wang zim zah hoo la hoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;POWDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lollipops oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU’RE GETTING’ OWNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha ha ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU’RE A BEAR I’M A BULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deh deh deh deh deh deh deh deh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deh deh deh DEH DEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now you think I’m random, but I’m not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I’M actually not so hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wait the question was a whut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh well I’ll go eat a nut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But first let me show you the end….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me warn you first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that this song is real random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so I got a message for ye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now the clorox noodle thing verses have a rap style while the only true parts with melodies are those diddle diddle dee dee things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start writing songs as a hobby. That could be fun :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NOO! THE DMP PERIOD IS OVAARY! Er I mean over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sad. That means no more slack time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gah I need to get at least 65% for everything... That's all I'm aiming for.  : p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I did not go for German today. The EOYs are over, we're not getting them back so what would the point of going be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway, I beat God of War: CoO on Friday and now I have to beat the challenges. Gah on Thursday I believe, Friday and Saturday I was feeling real bad because of my cold and blocked nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I woke up with a lot of chest pain and muscle aches so I could not really sleep very well so I got out of bed. I had a blocked nose, runny nose, bad cough, sore throat and a chest pain. So unfortunately, I did not go to church. Gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well so anyway, let's all have a nice day and do well in our exams and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAND and Buh Buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&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/6533801630412534485-3129910488578249967?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/3129910488578249967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=3129910488578249967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3129910488578249967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3129910488578249967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/randomity-song.html' title='Randomity Song'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-7740670188622510030</id><published>2008-09-25T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:05:28.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Had my German EOY Exam. I just had to have a cold... I could not concentrate well for the test. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much happened today so I guess I'll just do random things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RADICAL=Retarded And Dumb Idiot Calling All Losers&lt;br /&gt;RAP= Retards Attempting Poetry&lt;br /&gt;BRISINGR=Bringing Random Idiots Singing In National Grounds Retardedly&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man= Fe Male&lt;br /&gt;Deadshot = Non-living Bullet&lt;br /&gt;DOG=Death On Grill&lt;br /&gt;Enola Gay= Alone Yag&lt;br /&gt;KKK=Koala Kommando Koalition&lt;br /&gt;Ekans=Snake&lt;br /&gt;Arbok=Kobra&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas=Chocopantas&lt;br /&gt;Dracula=Alucard&lt;br /&gt;Wyz=Some random idiot who can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;Dying Peacefully= The most peaceful way to die&lt;br /&gt;Jade Seah= Woman who swears on live television&lt;br /&gt;Giraffarig= Giraffarig&lt;br /&gt;SIRS=Statistically Inaccurate Rotten Statistics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-7740670188622510030?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7740670188622510030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=7740670188622510030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7740670188622510030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7740670188622510030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-733040002016747320</id><published>2008-09-24T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:40:51.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Koala Song and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hola Dudes and Dudettes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its been a kind of eventful day today. Well, have a nice time reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During my English DMP, I watched Pocahontas this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing how Pocahontas could speak English after holding hands with John Smith. Probably those leaves and magical symbols flying around their hands. Hmm... maybe I should hold the hand of some random person I know and if leaves are flying by, I can absorb all of their Chinese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She survived the rapids by singing. Wee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rapids stopped at a fork in the river. One side was peaceful but the other was... rapids. It actually does not make sense if you think about it. The river should have still gone on as rapids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the Colours of the Wind song, she puts her hand on one rock, it glows, another rock, it also glows, she crouches down a little, butterflies appear behind her and fly. So I'm thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BUTTERFLIES OF THE WORLD UNITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Puts one hand on table and another on a chair*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*crouches down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Falls down to charging rhinos behind me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I like the song and all but the lyric I do not get is the main one. OK you can't chop down trees and whatever. You cannot own the Earth unless you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can paint with the colours of the wind". OK I don't see the relevance. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK after all the DMPs today, there was CLE. Well for the whole day I knew what it was about. The harmful effects of pornography or something. Well yeah the videos were stupid and all, same people who came last year for the World of Warbluff thing. Well I find that the guy was invading his friend who was a girls' privacy by giving out all her information but I guess it was for the sake of relaying information. Well the people in the videos are very likely to be RJC people, just without their badges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, at the start Mr Law was giving some announcement about some Science Fair thing for the people taking SMP(Science Mentorship Programme). Then he said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OK the people taking PMS *laughter from audience*, erm sorry, SMP"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK that was so obviously deliberate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he said something about the fair again and its got two names or something so he was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"*blah blah blah* CUM *blah blah blah*. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice I capitalised the word. I do not want to be crude or whatever, but that's what he said... He emphasised it into the microphone. I seriously think it was deliberate after the first example...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Mrs Yap came up. Gah, I had to go already. It was 2.40 p.m. Well she had some super long talk about some really, and I mean REALLY DUMB thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You guys should do well for RE. I hope that you will be spectacular and whatever. You know that a lot of the bridges built by the teachers to the researchers are ruined by certain groups of RI students and this hurts the juniors. So we should not do such things. Please... *I kept falling asleep/fishing* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main Point in the end: So please, my friend who's done so well compared to us normal people is COMING TO SELL A BOOK FOR THIRTY BUCKS................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was masterful beating around the bush. Talked for like 30 minutes just for one point. We could have gone off early if not for her... GARRH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, today I had my German oral exam. There were two sections, the reading aloud and the answering questions from the teacher. Well, reading aloud went real well. I read the passage real fast and quite accurately I believe (the teacher kept nodding her head). Then there's the answering questions. I was stammering but the teacher said 'genau(perfect)' after the first few answers. That's great I guess. But after that, I started messing up. Luckily I got the topic of 'Taschengeld(pocket money)'. I think it's much easier than the other topics, Mode(fashion), Sport(Do you really need me to translate?) and Wohnen(living place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, tomorrow's the written exam. I can probably do well for everything except...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE AUFSATZ(ESSAY)!!! AAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lieber Publik,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morgen ich vielleicht sterbe. Helfe ich! Helfe ich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ihr Wyz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I think I mentioned that I wrote a song about evil koalas once. Well, I could not decide on a tune and I do not have any musical instruments I can use. Here are the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Long ago in a land called Australia&lt;br /&gt;Lived a cute little fluffy bear known as the koala,&lt;br /&gt;It was eating eucalyptus leaves&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the ground went up in heaves&lt;br /&gt;There was an explosion in a nuclear power plant&lt;br /&gt;Because of a group’s environmental rant&lt;br /&gt;The koalas still ate and they died&lt;br /&gt;They rose as the…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombies!&lt;br /&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombieeeees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Music transition to rhythmic drum beats) March! March! March and bite!&lt;br /&gt;Pierce the human necks on sight!&lt;br /&gt;Jump! With your mighty paw!&lt;br /&gt;Kill a human with your jaw!&lt;br /&gt;We are the…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;We are the Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They ravaged through every place&lt;br /&gt;The zombies took it as a race&lt;br /&gt;Whenever a person dies&lt;br /&gt;From the dead he will rise&lt;br /&gt;Their statures were changing&lt;br /&gt;Their fierceness was ranging&lt;br /&gt;The dead people bit more and turned them&lt;br /&gt;into deadly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombies!&lt;br /&gt;Eucalytpus Radiation Koala Zombieeeees!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Music transition) Spread! Spread! Spread worldwide!&lt;br /&gt;This great world we shall divide!&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Jack man’s ships and planes!&lt;br /&gt;Conquer land using your brains!&lt;br /&gt;We are the…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;We are the Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;We are the Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They world was taken by the koala bear&lt;br /&gt;The zombies spared not a single hair&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the world was scared&lt;br /&gt;A state of emergency was declared&lt;br /&gt;People all prepared their guns&lt;br /&gt;Black markets shipped them in tons&lt;br /&gt;We were very scared of&lt;br /&gt;the powerful…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombies!&lt;br /&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombieeeeees!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Drum Beats) Heed! Heed! Heed the call!&lt;br /&gt;Charge in and destroy them all!&lt;br /&gt;Blast! Walls with bombs and tanks!&lt;br /&gt;Advance in offensive ranks!&lt;br /&gt;We are the…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;We are the Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The humans failed to combat the threat&lt;br /&gt;Their greatest fears had been met&lt;br /&gt;The world had a new race&lt;br /&gt;The humans they did replace&lt;br /&gt;The intelligent zombies were&lt;br /&gt;Ready to lead and eager&lt;br /&gt;They were the…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombieeeeees!&lt;br /&gt;Eucalyptus Radiation Koala Zombieeeeees!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Drum beats) It! It! It is done!&lt;br /&gt;Koalas are number one!&lt;br /&gt;No! Humans do remain!&lt;br /&gt;In our great new reign!&lt;br /&gt;We are the…Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;We are the Koala Kommando Koalition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am the last human around&lt;br /&gt;But to eternity I’m bound&lt;br /&gt;I know this world will end&lt;br /&gt;This disease itself won’t mend&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am doomed&lt;br /&gt;This fate always o’er me loomed&lt;br /&gt;I will not fight&lt;br /&gt;*Door smashes open&lt;br /&gt;*Bite into flesh&lt;br /&gt;*Collapse&lt;br /&gt;*ROOAAR!&lt;br /&gt;KOALA KOMMANDO KOALITION!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WE STORMED THE EARTH IN JUST ONE MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;WE ELIMINATED MAN!&lt;br /&gt;WE! RULE! THE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLDDDDDD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good… now it is time to eat… No more humans or animals… Only Koalas… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/song&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OK so the tune for the odd numbered verses is undecided. However, the even numbered verses go to a rhythmic drumbeat. The last WOOOORRRLLDD thing should be real high.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If anyone can actually do something about this song, please send your song to me at kimblader151@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dabihaihieunananananananik&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hai. Who are Hieu? To Bi or not to Bi? DA DA DA DA DA DA DA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;NANANANANANANIK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I didn't sign up for the OIP. Well I wonder what a ripoff it is for those people who have to pay $350 to go to Malaysia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When life gives you apples, make lemonade and make people wonder how on earth you did it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you heard of the pig that said no? No. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARYAUPOOIHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you wanna die say what(not enunciated clearly). What? AHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-733040002016747320?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/733040002016747320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=733040002016747320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/733040002016747320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/733040002016747320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/koala-song-and-stuff.html' title='Koala Song and Stuff'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-244641831391379259</id><published>2008-09-23T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:12:42.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Mulan and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bah weep Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey anyway, I got God of War: Chains of Olympus. Yeah its M18 but I'm more for the gameplay of course. And yes, I skipped the *@$*&amp;amp;@#*(!#)&amp;amp;*@#( scene. I saw the women but I didn't (@$()*)*)@*!$_!$*(#)&amp;amp;$)!&amp;amp;$. I'm not such a simple character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I started watching the Anime Monster. About some real cool stuff. But so far the anime's pretty slow. I'm on ep 24 now. It's got 74 episodes. So long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my Fairy Tales DMP is cool. I just keep watching movies. We've watched Shrek, Shrek 2, Shrek 3 and Mulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching Mulan today, I feel that the movie's pretty dumb. It's like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. They're all Americans. Doesn't feel authentic at all. Hate the dialogue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. How do you get up a pillar with just anything that can wrap around something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. If there's such a precarious piece of ice, why didn't all the noise and vibrations the army made cause the avalanche? Did Mulan really need to shoot a rocket at it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The ending. 10 guys survived an avalanche and expected to take over a whole city and eventually all of China. Real smart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Mulan got a reward. She got the crest of the emperor. Doesn't that mean that she can go around posing as the emperor since almost no one's ever seen him before and the only ID you'll need is that crest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The way Mulan's father was portrayed makes it look like all Chinese are stubborn guys who are like the Japanese during the wartime and would want to die for their country and all that for the emperor and stuff. OK there were more instances of this but I can't exactly remember. This movie's prejudiced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Mushu helped to kill the guys. But isn't Mulan supposed to be the hero not her dragon? It's so unrealistic and it's supposed to be based on history...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I do not really like this movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after all this time, I realised how nice Shrek was. I'm thinking that even though Shrek 3 was actually the funniest, it got the worst reviews. Well I guess it's because it's not really suited for kids. But I can also think of it in this way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE VIEWERS OF THE OLD SHREK MOVIES GREW UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah that's a better way to look at it. It's why Teletubbies was cancelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah. German exams coming up. SCARED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a Wyzcrack. I crack myself down. T-Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAWL=Laughing At Whopping Lameness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's Beethoven doing in his grave? De-composing. (from someone else's pm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need more nice quotes. They satisfy my Quote-ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-244641831391379259?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/244641831391379259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=244641831391379259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/244641831391379259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/244641831391379259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/comments-on-mulan-and-other-stuff.html' title='Comments on Mulan and other stuff'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-8558355665095671745</id><published>2008-09-17T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:44:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes and Statements</title><content type='html'>Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong&lt;br /&gt;Universal Greeting of Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, therefore I am.&lt;br /&gt;Said by Des Cartes about his existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runescape Character to Troll: Why is your name Dad?&lt;br /&gt;Troll: We trolls are named after the first thing we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure&lt;br /&gt;From Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is only the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short and miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Capitalism's true power comes from youuuuuuuur money!&lt;br /&gt;Captain Capitalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people aren't looking for anything logical. They just want to see the world burn...&lt;br /&gt;Alfred on the Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have seen a housefly, maybe even a super fly, but you ain't never seen... a DONKEY FLY!&lt;br /&gt;Donkey from Shrek when he was flying because of Tinkerbell's pixie dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL KILL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Reply: THEN WE'LL KILL YOU BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Horrible Histories on America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARE TO BE STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;Weird Al Yankovic(who also said this line in Transformers: Animated as Wreck-Gar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a will, there's a family at war.&lt;br /&gt;The problem about political jokes is... they get elected.&lt;br /&gt;In 1965, our Prime Minister was PM Lee. Now in 2008, our Prime Minister is PM Lee. Is this a dictatorship or something?&lt;br /&gt;There are 10 types of people in this world, those who understand binary and those who don't.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL KILL YOU! Reply: THEN WE'LL KILL YOU BACK!&lt;br /&gt;zyxwvutsrqponmlkjihgfedcba&lt;br /&gt;dotilasofamiredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's about all I can think of now. Tune in for more randomity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop slapping people! (slaps)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-8558355665095671745?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/8558355665095671745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=8558355665095671745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8558355665095671745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/8558355665095671745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/quotes-and-statements.html' title='Quotes and Statements'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-3984945578374905120</id><published>2008-09-16T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:41:27.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moth Dust, PSP @%#! and a message three times...</title><content type='html'>Alright finally, I'm writing about what happened today and not a few weeks ago or months ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK today I was waiting for morning assembly to start and there was a moth on the floor with its guts and slime all outside of its butt. Well its antennae were twitching and its heart was clearly beating. My bag was nearby. Some idiot stepped on it, another kicked it. Unfortunately, when the tard kicked the moth, its remains started flying everywhere and the dust from it flew out on to my bag. Strangely, the moth was still living with its antennae still twitching. It was then lying on the drain. Well I carried my bag with my hands for a while instead of using my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That reminds me of when I was in the OBS (Outward Bounds Singapore) camp at the beginning of the year. Near the end of the camp, my class saw this moth on the ground. It was so huge and its wings were so papery that it looked like a fake model. One of its paper wings, unfortunately, was ripped. It could still move but not very far and it could not fly. I do not know what happened to it afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well OK my title has three parts. The second part says PSP @%#!. My cousin is the one who we paid to get our PSP from. He's an adult already. So I asked Shawn to help me transfer God of War from his PSP into mine so he went to check what could be deleted to clear up some memory. We saw the videos which I never saw before. OK one of them started off as some anime fight scenes and whatever (my younger brother saw this, got bored and turned the video off... LUCKILY). However, it wasn't all. Then some guy went and did oral *#$&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;@#!&amp;amp;@(*!(#*(&amp;amp;!$(&amp;amp;!(@#&amp;amp;* with a woman and the woman's err... chest grew real big. Well yeah we quickly quit the video and looked at another one. Well it was some guy ma*!!^@$^*!^@!%&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;$*@(!@%*$^(!@#^$, yeah you know what I mean. Well yeah so I deleted them both just in case my brothers ever saw them. Can't believe what my cousin puts in his PSP. He's a Christian and he's married. Well I think he married a woman from outside the church so I can't exactly say he's devoted to church....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the message. The most boring part of all. I got sent this chain mail/send this mail or you don't love God mail/whatever thing and I received it again because the person who resent it used the names that were already on the "to" list. Unfortunately, another person also resent it to my email and so I received the same chain mail/send this mail or you don't love God mail/whatever thing three times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOBER SPAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah OK so I had a really, really, really weird day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At RI:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my English Fairy Tales Narrative Technique DMP today and we got to watch Shrek the whole lesson. Real funny stuff I have to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I had my Mathematical Logic DMP. It was my form teacher teaching. Well it wasn't all bad but it was like... you know paradoxes and logic puzzles. I'm thinking, I've been there and done that already. But I guess there'll probably be more for the next lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were verifying my CCA records. I cannot believe that there are so many things left out of my records. However, it does not really matter as I will not be taking the 'O' Levels anyway (basically, being in RJC will show me how hard working I was in Primary 6), so I will not need the CCA point deduction thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Yu Jun told me that other schools' NPCC units get gold more than we do because they manipulate and change the attendance sheet and only take attendance when there are enough people. Grr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I hope that everyone is HANDing(Having A Nice Day). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weiloong's way of making people smile: If you don't smile I'll beat you up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-3984945578374905120?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/3984945578374905120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=3984945578374905120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3984945578374905120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/3984945578374905120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/moth-dust-psp-and-message-three-times.html' title='Moth Dust, PSP @%#! and a message three times...'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-2185539033568003851</id><published>2008-09-15T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:55:08.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Codes from Long ago</title><content type='html'>Long ago, I sent these codes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;255 255 255&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-1-5-8-1-0-20-8-7-9-1-18-20-19-0-7-18-5-2-5-3-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright now, why did I send these codes? MSN me or email me at kimblader151@yahoo.com.sg for the answers. I don't wanna give it away in case the one reading this blog finds out the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or try to decode it yourself and send me what you think are the answers. I'll probably reply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I guess for one, you need loads of general knowledge for these codes and you'll probably need to know the background but if I give it here it would be too easy so ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At RI:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DMP week has started. I got only 6 hours of free period out of the 54 hours. Most people have 18 hours of free periods and I'm one of those enthusiastic guys I guess. I wouldn't really study much so I guess I have to make the most out of this time period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-2185539033568003851?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/2185539033568003851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=2185539033568003851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2185539033568003851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/2185539033568003851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/codes-from-long-ago.html' title='Codes from Long ago'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-6369711906660466238</id><published>2008-09-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:45:19.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18dd804041b90e84" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18dd804041b90e84%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF7FAFCAF93937362FF3A78D6C8070528EF42AF3.4C4AA5104E6235B91EF10117CEC6C36023BF615A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18dd804041b90e84%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgUTmQnMTLjEWHcqwySJlW_eRx1Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18dd804041b90e84%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331085055%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF7FAFCAF93937362FF3A78D6C8070528EF42AF3.4C4AA5104E6235B91EF10117CEC6C36023BF615A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18dd804041b90e84%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgUTmQnMTLjEWHcqwySJlW_eRx1Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; Recently I uploaded this video to youtube. Not bad to me. It's a video of that Masked Rider 555 Movie I said I watched.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the holidays are ending and I haven't done much worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do worms destroy macbooks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they eat apples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for the evangelical service at church about why so many churches. Kind of a history session with the conclusion that no other church reformed back to the original apostolic church. True Jesus Church was founded by the Holy Spirit like the original apostolic church and is following the Bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, I actually took down notes(no pun intended). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday I went for class in church again as usual. Learned about Paul's second missionary journey. I was giving cousin Ryan all my answers to the fill-in-the-blanks worksheet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the movie Clear and Present Danger last night on Channel 5. I read up on it and now I'm starting to realise how prominent Tom Clancy is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Singaporeans: Remember guys, being in the GEP shows that you were hardworking in Primary 3. Being in the top school shows that you were hardworking in Primary 6. However, they tell you nothing about your secondary school life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me, I'm in Raffles Institution but I'm a mostly B and C student. A comes during lucky flukes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-6369711906660466238?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18dd804041b90e84&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/6369711906660466238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=6369711906660466238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6369711906660466238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/6369711906660466238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/09/recently-i-uploaded-this-video-to.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-7949498380840899972</id><published>2008-08-28T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:21:07.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Comments</title><content type='html'>Today, my legs, stomach and shoulders are still cramped from the previous days' phantom chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at school I had my Social Studies test. I cannot reveal many details but what I say is, the sources were really dumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Sunday, I watched a movie and bought two more which I watched the next day. Sunday's movie was Money No Enough 2.&lt;br /&gt;Monday's were Masked/Kamen Rider 555: Paradise Lost and Batman: Gotham Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comments on Money No Enough 2: If you really want to understand its jokes, you should have a job and be paying taxes and all because a lot of the jokes are centered around them. It moves from happy with a light mood to very very sad. However, I have to say that the CGI for that F1 part was kind of bad, especially the face animation. I did not understand it's significance to the story though.&lt;br /&gt;Overall I'd say it did well.&lt;br /&gt;Kamen Rider 555: Real nice. Green screen effect in one scene was real obvious though. But if you are a Kamen Rider fan you HAVE to see this show.&lt;br /&gt;Batman Gotham Knight: There were 6 episodes all by different people woven into one movie. I have to say, the first episode's animation is horrendous. Second one was kind of pointless to me. The third one's take on Batman's look was really cool but it's take on Bruce Wayne's look wasn't. Made him look like an ordinary Anime guy. The fourth had Scarecrow and Killer Croc in it. They were cool. Killer Croc even ate Batman's shoulder or something. According to the novel, he's a cannibal. The fifth episode had shown Bruce Wayne's training. :p the mongoose lost to the snake. And so the fight scene between Bruce and the other guys was awesome. The sixth episode was the best. Deadshot, the guy I was looking forward to seeing the whole time. While he's really good with his rifle, I must say, his skills with his favourite weapon on his arm are bad which is quite ironic. He had to take a few shots to shoot batman who was running in a straight line. Thought he would never miss...&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, despite all the hype, Gotham Knight is quite an average movie. Not that good but still not terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533801630412534485-7949498380840899972?l=witandimagination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/feeds/7949498380840899972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533801630412534485&amp;postID=7949498380840899972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7949498380840899972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533801630412534485/posts/default/7949498380840899972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witandimagination.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-comments.html' title='Movie Comments'/><author><name>Wyzzard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533801630412534485.post-2903798996456214174</id><published>2008-08-27T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:45:09.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom Chair</title><content type='html'>I shall start this blog off by telling what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;The previous day, I had not told my Math teacher about my parents not signing my math paper. So she got mad and gave me 100 minutes of the phantom chair (two lessons).&lt;br /&gt;Well another time I forgot to tell her about a person who did not come for morning assembly because of a stomachache, I got 50 minutes and because I did the phantom chair much more properly than others, I got off after 40 minutes but still cleared the 50 "points"(points are bad).&lt;br /&gt;So this time, I was stretching my legs a lot because my legs hurt during the phantom chair. So my teacher let me take off my shoes so that I could have more friction and realised my legs could not stay still so she made me do 30 pushups instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, I cleared 100 minutes of phantom chair with 25 minutes and 30 pushups. My legs are still cramped though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went for PE and had a stomachache. On the toilet bowl, I was slouching so I could rest a little but my ribs and legs were shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During NPCC training, I did pushups and my stomach ached like a hamster being crushed by a bulldozer every pushup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are still cramped. Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I had my Physics test and I think I messed up. Dart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my Social Studies test. 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