<?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-10598312</id><updated>2011-12-08T11:12:56.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Present Future</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5462687611072148811</id><published>2010-06-01T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:22:09.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen says I should blog. Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love baby more now =)  -says eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love my Baby a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5462687611072148811?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5462687611072148811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5462687611072148811' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5462687611072148811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5462687611072148811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6798304678646109470</id><published>2009-03-05T19:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:26:15.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transferred pics outta my phone. Life is interesting isn't it? Brings you up to the max point where you can't feel happier, then it brings you crashing down. Other times it just leaves you stuck in the rut. And at times you just don't do anything and rot. Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_A07oqDfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/f-equuaXYY4/s1600-h/24012009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_A07oqDfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/f-equuaXYY4/s200/24012009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309674501287054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_A0voUSVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/7PAYeIv3N9w/s1600-h/24012009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_A0voUSVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/7PAYeIv3N9w/s200/24012009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309674498064402770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The less crowded part of Chinatown. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_AQdb9_HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GcdhczJ37as/s1600-h/29012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_AQdb9_HI/AAAAAAAAAhM/GcdhczJ37as/s320/29012009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309673874705480818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CNY 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_AP7FYXWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/veSL7A67fr0/s1600-h/09012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_AP7FYXWI/AAAAAAAAAhE/veSL7A67fr0/s320/09012009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309673865483935074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kit Kat from Japan, courtesy of Clarice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_CGRlH57I/AAAAAAAAAhk/q-hbPmBV-z8/s1600-h/13022009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_CGRlH57I/AAAAAAAAAhk/q-hbPmBV-z8/s320/13022009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309675898747217842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ORGANIC Soft Drinks! 'Grass' actually tastes pretty good at a restaurant! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_D0BQMNsI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dWpWHe7oupo/s1600-h/14022009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_D0BQMNsI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dWpWHe7oupo/s200/14022009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677784150062786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_Dz4UFneI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7jAUvloucAk/s1600-h/14022009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_Dz4UFneI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7jAUvloucAk/s200/14022009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309677781750488546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Immature VS Matured?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. That's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_CnLbuLyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Qds_LNsxCxo/s1600-h/22022009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Sa_CnLbuLyI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Qds_LNsxCxo/s320/22022009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309676464032853794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ the movies, Lido.&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/10598312-6798304678646109470?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6798304678646109470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3664200642251618948</id><published>2009-03-03T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:02:34.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TALENT + LOADS OF PRACTICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crfrKqFp0Zg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crfrKqFp0Zg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3664200642251618948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3664200642251618948' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3664200642251618948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3664200642251618948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='TALENT + LOADS OF PRACTICE'/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6230680720559744747</id><published>2009-01-20T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:53:28.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have Three Brains</title><content type='html'>The brain is our favorite bodily organ. It is where we feel sex, love, and beauty. It is where we get guilty, depressed, and angry. It is the most complex object in the known Universe. So complex that science has only made the first tentative steps towards understanding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is clear though: you have three brains. There are three brains nested within your skull: the lizard brain, the dog brain, and the human brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brains have been evolving on this planet for a long time. Lizards got brains a couple of hundred million years ago. When lizard brains emerged several things appeared on the planet for the first time: lust, anger, and aggression. Lizard brains are small and simple. They control breathing, vision, bodily movement. They also allow fierce territorial fights, lusty bouts of mating, and displays of anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizard brains don't let their owners experience more complex states like loyalty. When an alligator lays her eggs, she leaves them. The baby alligators emerge fully programmed for life and as fierce as she is. The babies fend for themselves from the first breath. They have to. Their mother, father, and any other alligator will happily have them as lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 100 million years ago, loyalty appeared on Earth. Mammals emerged. They have more complex brains than reptiles. Specifically, mammals have a large brain that grew on top of the lizard brain. Dogs have two brains. They have the lizard brain, which forms a bump at the top of the spinal cord. This brain controls breathing and basic functions just as in lizards. It is hardwired to make mammals get turned on by sex, move automatically away from danger, and be able to defend territories. So much, so lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mammals’ new layer of brain—called the limbic system—is more complex. It is more densely wired and allows for richer experience. Dogs experience love and loyalty, as anyone knows who has one. Dogs are as adept at positive emotional attachment as we, and sometimes clearer about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs’ limbic systems are anatomically distinct from their lizard brains. Evolution is conservative. It keeps old designs that work. The lizard brain is a beautiful design for performing basic bodily functions. Instead of starting from scratch when designing mammals, life kept the early hardwired structures and added a more complex layer to perform the subtler functions of mammalian lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry, art, language and reason appeared on Earth a few hundred thousand years ago when our ancestors evolved. All apes have a third brain. In us, it is huge. It is inside this human brain that mathematics and music, deception and politics, religion and racism live. It is the Machiavelli as well as the Mozart brain, the Eichman as well as the Einstein brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This neo-cortex is functionally semi-independent from the lizard and dog brains. That is why our experience is so odd. Consider this: language lies in the human brain, but emotions lie within the separate dog and lizard brains. So the emotions are in a different world from language entirely. Not only that, reason too lives in the new human brain while emotions live in the older brains. The lizard and dog brains are running their emotion programs while the human brain is running its thinking programs. They don’t have too much to do with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered why you reach for that pile of hot greasy fries while you tell yourself you are on a diet? The answer is that you have three brains, and the older brains were wired to put on weight long ago when food was scarce. Your old brains are not easily controlled by your fancy new brain hardware that reads diet books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older brains cannot speak. They can only feel and act. This is where the self-contradictory nature of so much human behavior comes from. It explains why we can cheat on someone we love: each of our brains is pursuing different kinds of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lizard brain is moved to lust. The dog brain is moved to love and loyalty. The human brain is moved to the idea of romance and a dream of ethics. (The human brain is also moved to sadomasochism and premeditated murder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine the man with a cheating heart. He's married and loves his wife, but feels lust for another woman. He cheats on his wife with this other woman. While lying in tousled sheets afterward and staring at the ceiling, he can simultaneously enjoy satisfied lust, feel sad because of his disloyalty, and come up with a justification for his conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these is happening in a different one of his brains. His lizard brain feels and acts on lust and enjoys it. His dog brain feels sadness because he has broken the loving bond of loyalty with his wife that this brain feels so keenly. And he's working at justifications and excuses in his human brain, which spins out such things endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that our emotions and intellect live in different brains inside our skull gets us into more than romantic trouble. Our reason can understand that the world's greatest problems include global warming and the poverty of most of the world's human beings. But reason lies in the human brain. Politicians well understand that by stirring up fears of terrorism, using patriotic jingoism and dangling the carrot of consumerism, they can mobilize the ancient lizard and dog brains and wash over reason with waves of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have more than one memory system, too. There are independent memory systems in the neo-cortex and the limbic system. The big human brain has the intellectual memory where we remember facts and phone numbers. The dog brain has an emotion-based memory. It is slower to learn but retains memories longer. In fact it never forgets your experiences. As we age the neo-cortical memory degrades and we have senior moments. This doesn’t happen to the limbic brain. So it’s really true—an elephant never forgets. It may be that this accumulative and retentive function of limbic memory is the basis of how wisdom accumulates as we age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way the neo-cortical memory degrades while the limbic memory lasts may also have something to do with the differing ages at which certain human capacities peak. Scientists, mathematicians and criminals all do their best work early, usually by 35. Not so with writers, musicians and philosophers. Their best work comes later. Music, writing, and (sometimes) philosophy all touch into our emotions and bear an opportunity for the growth of wisdom. It could be that they all dip into limbic functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we better integrate our three brains? It turns out that meditation integrates the brains. It rewires and harmonizes them. It lets you see through the blandishments of consumerism and much other falsity. Harmonizing one's brain is a slow and patient project. Evolution has not had time to integrate our brains. Meditation is a way of choosing to help evolution reach its moulding hand inside our head. Three brains are swell, but three brains in harmony are bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebiggestideas.com/cgi-bin/viewps.cgi?you_have_three_brainsps.txt"&gt;http://www.thebiggestideas.com/cgi-bin/viewps.cgi?you_have_three_brainsps.txt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psycheducation.org/emotion/triune%20brain.htm"&gt;http://www.psycheducation.org/emotion/triune%20brain.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emergencemarketing.com/2005/10/27/marketing-to-the-triune-brain/"&gt;http://www.emergencemarketing.com/2005/10/27/marketing-to-the-triune-brain/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6230680720559744747?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6230680720559744747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6230680720559744747' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6230680720559744747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6230680720559744747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-have-three-brains.html' title='You Have Three Brains'/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1940348705945008909</id><published>2009-01-06T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:22:20.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Learnt from this website &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://www.fraudwatchers.org/forums/showthread.php?t=2458&amp;amp;page=47"&gt;http://www.fraudwatchers.org/forums/showthread.php?t=2458&amp;amp;page=47&lt;/a&gt; that i almost got scammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldpettravelagency.co.cc/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;http://www.worldpettravelagency.co.cc/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Email: pet_airdeliverycargo@mail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world-pet-travel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;http://www.world-pet-travel.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Western Union didn't allow me to transfer the money over without the full address of the person. (I half suspect that guy knew it was a scam and didn't wanna offend me by saying it was.) I feel stupid. I already half suspected it to be a scam yet I didn't do a background check. It all just seemed so real. They did a good job convincing me that it was, at least. I just saved myself $300. Am I lucky or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the details of the guy I'm supposed to send the cash to.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Azangi Murphy&lt;br /&gt;Country: Cameroon&lt;br /&gt;City: Limbre&lt;br /&gt;Post/Zip Code: 00237&lt;br /&gt;Test Question: WHO?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to mess around with them and bug the shit outta them but then I realised they had all my particulars so I better not, or my house may be bombed up or something. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1940348705945008909?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1940348705945008909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1940348705945008909' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1940348705945008909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1940348705945008909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2009/01/learnt-from-this-website-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5488512343385888037</id><published>2009-01-01T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:55:29.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very happy new year to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new start once again. I've been thinking to myself what my new year resolution should be, and what else I can do to make my existance on Earth more meaningful to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Closening my relationship with God?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Treating people better?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Spending more time with the people I love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Going to extra mile to show I care for the people I love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Putting aside time to accomplish what I really want?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Gain more wisdom and also keep my brain juices active by reading?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Making the effort to actually step out of my comfort zone and closen friendships that currently just seem superficial to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list can go a long way, but can one actually achieve ALL they want to do?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do have a few resolutions that I certainly hope is realistic enough for me to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Create an expense list to see just what I've been spending (so much) on.&lt;br /&gt;2. Maintain exercising at least 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;3. Gain 5kg by the end of this year!&lt;br /&gt;4. Be consistant in the arrangements for my driving lessons. (Hoping to pass by March!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys have any new year resolutions to share, please leave comments ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5488512343385888037?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5488512343385888037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5488512343385888037' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5488512343385888037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5488512343385888037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-happy-new-year-to-everyone-its.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-332031065931257850</id><published>2008-12-29T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:27:56.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been looking up pet adoptions and puppies for sale almost the whole afternoon. Couldn't help it. They're just so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 237px; height: 314px;" src="http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/data/88/large/22270_29255_3.jpg" alt="22270_29255_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Husky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/data/88/Eldeer_bro.jpg" alt="Eldeer_bro.jpg" name="rpPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chihuahua -long coat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/data/88/Biscuit1.jpg" alt="Biscuit1.jpg" name="rpPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Schnauzer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="large"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/data/88/large/DSC00026.JPG" alt="DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maltese X Beagle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are quite a few people willing to sell their puppies below S$1000. These group of puppies here, the white and black ones, were on sale for only S$300! That's really a steal. Unfortunately, she posted this in June. I bet they're all sold off by now. If only I knew earlier... I think the mother gave birth to too many at a go, difficult to take care so quickly sell off some first. Hehe. But they're really really adorable don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/showcat.php/cat/88/"&gt;http://classifieds.singaporeexpats.com/showcat.php/cat/88/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-332031065931257850?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/332031065931257850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=332031065931257850' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/332031065931257850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/332031065931257850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-looking-up-pet-adoptions-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4014013100119647876</id><published>2008-12-04T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:58:35.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby said my blog was a little, um, dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;*Gun Shot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So...... Hi Everybody!!! :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4014013100119647876?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4014013100119647876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4014013100119647876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4014013100119647876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4014013100119647876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-said-my-blog-was-little-um-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5583807623989712790</id><published>2008-11-18T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:54:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got off the line with an Indian guy who claims he's from "Rest Relax Pte Ltd" located at 43 Genting Lane (which is actually owned by a company called Blum &amp;amp; Co) telling me that my number has been selected and all I have to do is give him my mailing address for him to send me a package, and a VIP card that entitles me a 6 day free hotel stay in Langkawi and that this card also entitles me 70% off my travel fees. YAH, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company doesn't even exist. They chose a similar name- "Rest &amp;amp; Relax Holidays Pte Ltd" which is a real company. They didn't even want to give me their contact number even though I asked 4 to 5 times, plus, they don't have a website. They didn't want to e-mail me the details, and they refused to let me go to their agency to pick up my "package" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting how you can't contact them and they can contact you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I also mention he called using a private number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Rest &amp;amp; Relax Holidays Pte Ltd (the real one) gets free advertising, now I know there is such a company and it's located at Chin Swee Road. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the caller was Dan Wert by the way. Indian fella choosing an Ang Mo's name. Such an ass. Enjoy making fun of him if he calls you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5583807623989712790?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5583807623989712790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5583807623989712790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5583807623989712790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5583807623989712790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-got-off-line-with-indian-guy-who.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3245492073764863469</id><published>2008-11-16T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:20:39.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Both Sides Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joni Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows and floes of angel hair&lt;br /&gt;And ice cream castles in the air&lt;br /&gt;And feather canyons evrywhere&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at clouds that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now they only block the sun&lt;br /&gt;They rain and snow on evryone&lt;br /&gt;So many things I would have done&lt;br /&gt;But clouds got in my way&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at clouds from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;Its cloud illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know clouds at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moons and junes and ferris wheels&lt;br /&gt;The dizzy dancing way you feel&lt;br /&gt;As evry fairy tale comes real&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at love that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its just another show&lt;br /&gt;You leave em laughing when you go&lt;br /&gt;And if you care, dont let them know&lt;br /&gt;Dont give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at love from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From give and take, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;Its loves illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know love at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and fears and feeling proud&lt;br /&gt;To say I love you right out loud&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and schemes and circus crowds&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at life that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now old friends are acting strange&lt;br /&gt;They shake their heads, they say Ive changed&lt;br /&gt;Well somethings lost, but somethings gained&lt;br /&gt;In living evry day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at life from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From win and lose and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;Its lifes illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know life at all&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked at life from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;Its lifes illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know life at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3245492073764863469?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3245492073764863469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3245492073764863469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3245492073764863469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3245492073764863469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/11/both-sides-now-joni-mitchell-rows-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5834207592320687364</id><published>2008-11-08T12:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:42:42.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since I last post an entry. Been quite busy and lazy to do so, but since I'm home for today, thought I'd take some time off to blog a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has "taken over" my life for the past month. I'm getting really really sick and tired of my job, plus the temptation there to go back to an old habit is really great. Right now, I just keep telling myself I'm not a quitter and I'm not gonna drop out half way. I'm gonna finish this even if I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="versiontext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yet, the strength of those who wait with hope in the LORD will be renewed. They will soar on wings like eagles. They will run and won't become weary. They will walk and won't grow tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="redheading"&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="versiontext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gwt.scripturetext.com/isaiah/40.htm"&gt;GOD'S WORD® Translation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCbVxXSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/gqgbaud6r7E/s1600-h/07112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCbVxXSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/gqgbaud6r7E/s320/07112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147266815679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 more month. Just ONE more month to go... I can do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just uploaded some pictures from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUeL-9GRPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JvZb6zKI9js/s1600-h/28102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUeL-9GRPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/JvZb6zKI9js/s320/28102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266148530506319090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A belated birthday celebration for Eileen's Grand Dad. Just Eileen's family with her Grand Parents. A simple dinner and a birthday cake to wrap it up. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUfBSpjDgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xA27eeHDGWw/s1600-h/30102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUfBSpjDgI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xA27eeHDGWw/s320/30102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266149446326095362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdBlQmL0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/ATTXi739Cik/s1600-h/02112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdBlQmL0I/AAAAAAAAAgE/ATTXi739Cik/s320/02112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147252298460994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys surprised me when I got home from work. I don't have the pictures of the night coz I haven't uploaded the pics from the digital camera yet, but these r the wonderful presents that they got me. (Not forgetting Andre's interesting 'game'. Haha.) I'll upload the pictures of that night when I get to upload them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCeMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Cq-_BxdHrbw/s1600-h/08112008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCeMUuuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Cq-_BxdHrbw/s320/08112008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147267581360866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clarice gave me another surprise yesterday when she gave me a belated present too. I've read a bit of this book, and I think it will greatly benefit me. Looking forward to read the book. Uh, probably next week- after I'm done with studying for FTT. I only started studying like, yesterday? And the test is next Tuesday. Aiyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.singaporetests.com/image/bttebook.png" src="http://www.singaporetests.com/image/bttebook.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bought their Test Engine and e-Book. I know it's a bit late, but I think it has helped me with the understanding, and besides, they give hints and have highlighted the important portions in their e-Book. It should help, uh, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdB3HjXTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w6rorHSiqr4/s1600-h/PICT7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdB3HjXTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w6rorHSiqr4/s320/PICT7267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147257092365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought a new pair of Levi's. They were having this promotion - Trade in any pair of Jeans, old or new, and customers get $50 off any pair of jeans costing more than $100. I think it was some Halloween special. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCIcCiPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JnwY-G-Tqys/s1600-h/06112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCIcCiPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JnwY-G-Tqys/s320/06112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266147261741697266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jie came back home 2 days back with a Nike plastic bag. In it was a pair of gym gloves that were exactly the same as mine! Haha.. Ladies one la, of course, smaller in size. Jie's been going to the gym quite regularly. Proud of her. Go, jie, go! Uh, which reminds me, I better start working out too. Just that I'm so lazy to go after work coz I'm usually quite shack already. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to practice for rehearsals later! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5834207592320687364?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5834207592320687364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5834207592320687364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5834207592320687364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5834207592320687364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-quite-while-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SRUdCbVxXSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/gqgbaud6r7E/s72-c/07112008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3562398939357842306</id><published>2008-10-25T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:15:27.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What exactly does a guy mean when he says "I love you" to a girl?&lt;br /&gt;What exactly does a girl mean when she says "I love you" to a guy?&lt;br /&gt;What exactly does it mean for man to say "I love you" to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can be so cheap these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3562398939357842306?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3562398939357842306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3562398939357842306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3562398939357842306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3562398939357842306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-exactly-does-guy-mean-when-he-says.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-230672601994566514</id><published>2008-10-24T00:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:04:08.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A big Thank You to everyone who made 20/10/2008 memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsAi7pLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RAsXW4zNTlY/s1600-h/PICT7254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsAi7pLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RAsXW4zNTlY/s320/PICT7254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260393490145685010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCtPkCw5kI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nminK4SuNDU/s1600-h/PICT7262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCtPkCw5kI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nminK4SuNDU/s320/PICT7262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394847653652034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsBghatfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/RkVpnWQ3Fvc/s1600-h/20102008%28023%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsBghatfI/AAAAAAAAAXU/RkVpnWQ3Fvc/s320/20102008%28023%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260393506678683122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sumptuous lunch befor the movie at Plaza Singapura. Baby just loved the Cookies n Cream Malt Milkshake. (The big cup on the left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsi4auBeI/AAAAAAAAAXk/n3bUBL4-w3g/s1600-h/20102008%28029%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsi4auBeI/AAAAAAAAAXk/n3bUBL4-w3g/s320/20102008%28029%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394080028722658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Eagle Eye" wasn't as exciting as I expected it to be though. Maybe I had a certain level of expectation after I watched the Trailer. But anyway, it wasn't bad either. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsjbnRBWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5sOYHCY3ndE/s1600-h/20102008%28034%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsjbnRBWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/5sOYHCY3ndE/s320/20102008%28034%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394089476588898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsjsqbgBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XPvyMONRTgs/s1600-h/20102008%28037%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsjsqbgBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XPvyMONRTgs/s320/20102008%28037%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394094053261330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evening at the "Liquid Kitchen" @ Serangoon Gardens with my family and Eileen. Isaac and Andre gave me a pleasant surprise when they showed up there. Thanks for coming down guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for a loving family.&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/10598312-230672601994566514?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/230672601994566514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=230672601994566514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/230672601994566514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/230672601994566514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-thank-you-to-everyone-who-made.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SQCsAi7pLhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RAsXW4zNTlY/s72-c/PICT7254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2943969022091160277</id><published>2008-10-10T14:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:56:36.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70YwUhAOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FfSJ7IIZGyo/s1600-h/08102008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70YwUhAOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FfSJ7IIZGyo/s320/08102008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255406521312936162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZNTwHfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NflzwH6OPCg/s1600-h/06102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZNTwHfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/NflzwH6OPCg/s320/06102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255406529094360562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DONUTS! Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZC6G2FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U4AsOTRVTJk/s1600-h/03102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZC6G2FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/U4AsOTRVTJk/s320/03102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255406526302443602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wasabi Fillet-O-Fish.. Do u really call this diversification???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZcH8-OI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XhywqxFcdzw/s1600-h/08102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70ZcH8-OI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XhywqxFcdzw/s320/08102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255406533071403234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO72HNtsAbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lQlHzaEpmok/s1600-h/Chrysler-300C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO72HNtsAbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/lQlHzaEpmok/s200/Chrysler-300C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255408418988753330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out that black car in the center of the picture!&lt;br /&gt;Its a Chrysler 300C &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAB&lt;/span&gt;! Omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we kinda celebrated Andre's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO71rYCmQbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oQlH6R-_Dis/s1600-h/09102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO71rYCmQbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/oQlH6R-_Dis/s320/09102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255407940724474290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the birthday boy in the outfit he came in. (Shirt and berms. No cap this time haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO73LjxED_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5IDEUuBATcA/s1600-h/09102008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO73LjxED_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5IDEUuBATcA/s320/09102008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255409593139597298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And THIS is the outfit he went back in! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO71rTzJnUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HT7tOL-fDBk/s1600-h/09102008%28031%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO71rTzJnUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HT7tOL-fDBk/s320/09102008%28031%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255407939585940802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just finished a few rounds of interviews and I'm beat. After all that hassle, I'm scheduled to start work at YellowPages this coming Monday. The Ad in the papers had me landed up at the doorstep of an Employment Agency, which was not really what I expected. Plus, it wasn't the job that was stated in the papers. And that consultant of mine just cannot stop calling me! She called me twice yesterday to tell me my interview's at 10am, and once again this morning to tell me to be there at 10am. I mean, seriously, they don't have to do this to their applicants, do they? Treating the applicants like irresponsible kids? Ugh, sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping that things will turn out well for me at the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Jie, I'm making a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2943969022091160277?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2943969022091160277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2943969022091160277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2943969022091160277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2943969022091160277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-some-random-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SO70YwUhAOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FfSJ7IIZGyo/s72-c/08102008%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-625495244420042316</id><published>2008-09-26T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:44:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7HFv41I/AAAAAAAAAVM/hvYCEWkL3xA/s1600-h/23092008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7HFv41I/AAAAAAAAAVM/hvYCEWkL3xA/s320/23092008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182232285373266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim Sum! Eileen and I have been eating very good supper last and this week. We've been going for Prata, Tim Sum, Soya Bean and Beancurd, all at Jalan Kayu. We went to the serangoon one once too, and the plain prata there is goooot! :) *KC, MUST BRING U GO N TRY ONE DAY! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7FsMmII/AAAAAAAAAVE/_EhxOWaomfA/s1600-h/14092008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7FsMmII/AAAAAAAAAVE/_EhxOWaomfA/s320/14092008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182231909767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suntec City... This was just outside the convention centre. Interesting eh? Spend over a certain amount in Suntec and you get to sit in one of those balloon thingys for free! People in the balloon can roll about on water. Look at Eileen, you can tell she wants to get in it. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7cIDK0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/OtedohtyYIg/s1600-h/23092008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7cIDK0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/OtedohtyYIg/s320/23092008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250182237932170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After studying this time round, I was glad to see a "Pass" on the screen. Guess it's the same for everything. Put in enough effort, you will see the results you are looking for. Don't study, you fail. Study enough, you pass. Simple logic of life, yet sometimes I don't follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxnisu0wxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SVf5qCfhUZA/s1600-h/19092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxnisu0wxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SVf5qCfhUZA/s320/19092008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250185111427924754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check it out.. Super old Porshe parked at Eileen's basement carpark. Vintage sia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-625495244420042316?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/625495244420042316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=625495244420042316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/625495244420042316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/625495244420042316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/09/tim-sum-eileen-and-i-have-been-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNxk7HFv41I/AAAAAAAAAVM/hvYCEWkL3xA/s72-c/23092008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7180759561743080510</id><published>2008-09-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:28:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can count on them to make you laught, I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Xbwzzj_wa8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Xbwzzj_wa8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7180759561743080510?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7180759561743080510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7180759561743080510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7180759561743080510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7180759561743080510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-can-count-on-them-to-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7605976591092641644</id><published>2008-09-20T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:47:40.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SFMS days. Brings back memories, doesn't it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR_WiLfomI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CGzCDDiZhDU/s1600-h/70%27s+family+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247959490902336098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR_WiLfomI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CGzCDDiZhDU/s320/70%27s+family+portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247958911679815954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-00aFYRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/fxkGd-AduEA/s320/The+guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956757878547538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR83c32JFI/AAAAAAAAATk/wznyIJiRYqE/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR_W4A5-kI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MWKg6_J85Io/s1600-h/nat+and+lyana+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247959496763505218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR_W4A5-kI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MWKg6_J85Io/s320/nat+and+lyana+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247958907018932194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-0jC17-I/AAAAAAAAAUU/MvVrFcBvUC8/s320/Red+line+green+line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-z1ViAZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/GIeSyyzQPm0/s1600-h/Diao+-_-%27%27%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247958894749286802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-z1ViAZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/GIeSyyzQPm0/s320/Diao+-_-%27%27%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-0ObM37I/AAAAAAAAAUM/mqtGs48wKDA/s1600-h/DSC00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247958901483954098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-0ObM37I/AAAAAAAAAUM/mqtGs48wKDA/s320/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-1q2qZ7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Nub77OuIHXQ/s1600-h/-sahabat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247958926295197618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR-1q2qZ7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Nub77OuIHXQ/s320/-sahabat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR83t40goI/AAAAAAAAATs/7pbciV208Eg/s1600-h/John,+Alan,+me,+Kenny+%26+Marcus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956762446037634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR83t40goI/AAAAAAAAATs/7pbciV208Eg/s320/John,+Alan,+me,+Kenny+%26+Marcus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR83yfoiRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/D7BnH9q2Jk8/s1600-h/Outing...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956763682572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR83yfoiRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/D7BnH9q2Jk8/s320/Outing...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR835_BAOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/eT9SMxtpABE/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247956765693247714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR835_BAOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/eT9SMxtpABE/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7605976591092641644?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7605976591092641644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7605976591092641644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7605976591092641644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7605976591092641644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/09/sfms-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SNR_WiLfomI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CGzCDDiZhDU/s72-c/70%27s+family+portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2353993643372127378</id><published>2008-09-11T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:24:44.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;What is contentment ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, at any one time, had the feeling that life is bad, real bad,&lt;br /&gt;and you wish you were in another situation? You find life make things&lt;br /&gt;difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go&lt;br /&gt;wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in India&lt;br /&gt;that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and&lt;br /&gt;touring India after a major setback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother&lt;br /&gt;chop off her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in&lt;br /&gt;the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old&lt;br /&gt;child haunted him until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had&lt;br /&gt;the child's hand been infected?? No, it was done for two simple words-&lt;br /&gt;- -TO BEG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped&lt;br /&gt;so that the child could go out to the streets to beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating&lt;br /&gt;half-way. And almost instantly, a flock 5 or 6 children swamped&lt;br /&gt;towards this small piece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing&lt;br /&gt;bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to&lt;br /&gt;the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single&lt;br /&gt;loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but&lt;br /&gt;willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400&lt;br /&gt;loaves of bread (this is less than $0..25 per loaf) and spent another&lt;br /&gt;$100 to get daily necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he&lt;br /&gt;distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly&lt;br /&gt;handicapped) and a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these&lt;br /&gt;unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can&lt;br /&gt;give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to be&lt;br /&gt;able to have a complete body, have a job! , have a family, have the&lt;br /&gt;chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the&lt;br /&gt;chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front&lt;br /&gt;of him are deprived of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe&lt;br /&gt;the next time you think you are, think about the child who lost one&lt;br /&gt;hand to beg on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the&lt;br /&gt;realization of how much you already have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we&lt;br /&gt;look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has&lt;br /&gt;been opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's&lt;br /&gt;also true that! we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;&lt;br /&gt;they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past,you&lt;br /&gt;can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and&lt;br /&gt;heartaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2353993643372127378?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2353993643372127378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2353993643372127378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2353993643372127378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2353993643372127378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-contentment-have-you-ever-at.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7647475171947826598</id><published>2008-08-04T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:18:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVs_FvhI/AAAAAAAAATM/Vt-yWBQ9BY4/s1600-h/02082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVs_FvhI/AAAAAAAAATM/Vt-yWBQ9BY4/s320/02082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230583894369484306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eileen and I did some anniversary shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVA4l66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/MJUCpSjfhk4/s1600-h/01082008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVA4l66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/MJUCpSjfhk4/s320/01082008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230583882531072930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thousands of people worshipping God in one night. It was amazing. The lyrics of the songs really touched my heart. I thouroughly enjoyed the worship and I was so blessed listening to God's word preached by Pastor Mark Conner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJcBcBnEKAI/AAAAAAAAATU/LEdQFok5L5Y/s1600-h/FOP_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJcBcBnEKAI/AAAAAAAAATU/LEdQFok5L5Y/s320/FOP_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230651073194371074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVTZI8pI/AAAAAAAAAS8/LgmKT4Rzv2s/s1600-h/FOP_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVTZI8pI/AAAAAAAAAS8/LgmKT4Rzv2s/s320/FOP_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230583887499424402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angelo bought Parachute Band's CD and got it autographed by the members of Parachute Band themselves! We had the privilege of taking a group photo with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7647475171947826598?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7647475171947826598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7647475171947826598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7647475171947826598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7647475171947826598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/08/eileen-and-i-did-some-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SJbEVs_FvhI/AAAAAAAAATM/Vt-yWBQ9BY4/s72-c/02082008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3853361518083830741</id><published>2008-07-29T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:46:36.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNrgzzEQb80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNrgzzEQb80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzqCyt8dxPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzqCyt8dxPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3853361518083830741?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3853361518083830741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3853361518083830741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3853361518083830741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3853361518083830741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1078104046600947192</id><published>2008-07-16T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:39:32.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been such a tiring few days. Like Eileen siad, I can't please everyone. I will have to disappoint someone, and it's my decision to make. That's the tough part. Decision. But it has to be made and there's no avoiding it. Appetite's been running low these days, talk about putting on weight and hitting the gym. I really hope my appetite will get better, otherwise I'm going to be a science exhibit at BodyWorld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come broken before You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1078104046600947192?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1078104046600947192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1078104046600947192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1078104046600947192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1078104046600947192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-such-tiring-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2129602492991380557</id><published>2008-07-07T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:51:58.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SHIostvNAZI/AAAAAAAAASk/dYvuJsvFNhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0009+-+Copy.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220279666732761490" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SHIostvNAZI/AAAAAAAAASk/dYvuJsvFNhQ/s400/IMG_0009+-+Copy.JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been such a long time since my last post. Been getting really lazy to blog. School hours are less now, yet it always seems like I always have things to do. Something is always left undone, someone I haven't met, a goal yet to be fulfilled, it's endless. Well, maybe that's what makes life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hitting to the gym with KC quite often recently. He's kinda like my push factor since he makes a point to go to the gym regularly- 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been quite smooth sailing. This module is so so easy compared to the last module I took. That nearly killed me. -_- Hmmm maybe the hard part hasn't arrived. I shouldn't be too complacent. Anyway, the written project together with the presentation is due next week so I better get it done nice and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SHIqf5rgYHI/AAAAAAAAASs/U6Z4AiRJHfM/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220281645623435378" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SHIqf5rgYHI/AAAAAAAAASs/U6Z4AiRJHfM/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...is what happens when we have an itsy bit more fun than I think we should. Haha. We were celebrating John's birthday at his place. This picture was taken in the function room. We booked the barbeque pit too. But the thing was, we were a little short on charcoal, so, well, food-wise, it didn't turn out as well as I expected it to. Well, we had a fun night anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures on Facebook. I think KC has all the pictures there. I only uploaded some. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2129602492991380557?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2129602492991380557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2129602492991380557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2129602492991380557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2129602492991380557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SHIostvNAZI/AAAAAAAAASk/dYvuJsvFNhQ/s72-c/IMG_0009+-+Copy.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4816275792654258951</id><published>2008-06-09T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:00:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Place God first, and the rest will fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask and it shall be given unto you.&lt;br /&gt;Seek and you shall find.&lt;br /&gt;Knock and the door shall be opened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes the difference in music. It's cuz they believe in every word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4816275792654258951?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4816275792654258951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4816275792654258951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4816275792654258951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4816275792654258951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/06/place-god-first-and-rest-will-fall-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2839885894403942094</id><published>2008-06-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:18:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Che sarà, sarà&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2839885894403942094?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2839885894403942094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2839885894403942094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2839885894403942094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2839885894403942094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/06/che-sar-sar.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6714538593824318565</id><published>2008-05-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:51:01.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from Thailand. I guess it was quite enjoyable on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie got a little shutter crazy on the first night there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAVXDIcbFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/omlcx_avgOM/s1600-h/IMG_2534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAVXDIcbFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/omlcx_avgOM/s200/IMG_2534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206184654962191442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;We sat on one of these boats on the ChaoPraya River...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX0zIcbGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bOtWTSWpO_U/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX0zIcbGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bOtWTSWpO_U/s200/IMG_2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206187365086555234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see beautiful temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX1jIcbHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wPFGnbWaVnQ/s1600-h/IMG_2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX1jIcbHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wPFGnbWaVnQ/s200/IMG_2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206187377971457138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, we went to watch a cabaret. (Alkazar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX2DIcbII/AAAAAAAAAPE/tV-qOiMG4gY/s1600-h/IMG_2654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX2DIcbII/AAAAAAAAAPE/tV-qOiMG4gY/s200/IMG_2654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206187386561391746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe all the performers here are guys? Uh, wait, WERE guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX3DIcbKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hbR5dz8fwro/s1600-h/IMG_2646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX3DIcbKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hbR5dz8fwro/s200/IMG_2646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206187403741260962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad didn't join the morning activity the next day coz they weren't feeling too well. So only jie and myself went with the tour group. This is Coral Island. Beautiful sand, scorching hot sun. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX2jIcbJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/TBX7XWaPXqA/s1600-h/IMG_2665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAX2jIcbJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/TBX7XWaPXqA/s200/IMG_2665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206187395151326354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we went to see para-sailing before reaching Coral Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAewzIcbRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qMYERI-5HU8/s1600-h/PICT5987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAewzIcbRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qMYERI-5HU8/s200/PICT5987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206194992948473106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was spent watching a Thai Culture Show and an Elephant Show. Quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAbzTIcbMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9uAWpqh1WZs/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAbzTIcbMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9uAWpqh1WZs/s200/IMG_2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206191737363262658" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAexTIcbTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SgqXJ0QUjKg/s1600-h/PICT6013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAexTIcbTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SgqXJ0QUjKg/s200/PICT6013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206195001538407730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the 4th day was the most fun. Entertainment park, Dream World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0zIcbPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/514hdNTMWPo/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0zIcbPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/514hdNTMWPo/s200/IMG_2766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206191763133066482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played bumper cars, went on roller coasters, played the Go Kart, but yes, still the scorching hot sun remained our good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0DIcbNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ne-DO6T9xlA/s1600-h/IMG_2719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0DIcbNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ne-DO6T9xlA/s200/IMG_2719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206191750248164562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0TIcbOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5GZgU4J_JBc/s1600-h/IMG_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAb0TIcbOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5GZgU4J_JBc/s200/IMG_2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206191754543131874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAewjIcbQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ND6gl534JXI/s1600-h/PICT6040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAewjIcbQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ND6gl534JXI/s200/PICT6040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206194988653505794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAhDjIcbUI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L03G7R4eXxo/s1600-h/IMG_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAhDjIcbUI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L03G7R4eXxo/s200/IMG_2742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206197514094275906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAhEDIcbVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CBIEPbVjCR0/s1600-h/IMG_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAhEDIcbVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CBIEPbVjCR0/s200/IMG_2745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206197522684210514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the more fun times. There's just too much to say, so I'll end the post here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, not yet! I just HAD to post this.&lt;br /&gt;This is a shop's name at a shopping mall in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAh2jIcbWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/n5n1MZz7rHQ/s1600-h/PICT6108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAh2jIcbWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/n5n1MZz7rHQ/s200/PICT6108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206198390267604322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6714538593824318565?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6714538593824318565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6714538593824318565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6714538593824318565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6714538593824318565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-back-from-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/SEAVXDIcbFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/omlcx_avgOM/s72-c/IMG_2534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5000225073985371369</id><published>2008-05-23T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:23:00.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm creating this post from my mobile. It's actually not too bad. Considerably easy to type :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has just been so weird. A lot of ups and downs. Of course, the one thing I'm happy about is that i can wake up late! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've accomplished a few things too. &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i actually managed to start clearing the books from my shelves and start arranging them nicely. It's still not done yet, but at least there is improvement ;p  &lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I made a point to meet up with friends. It's been a really long time since I've actually gone out with them. Pretty happy i got the chance to meet up with all of em. &lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Eileen. She complained that when I spend time with her, I'm not really there with her, half of my mind's on work or some other worry. So this time round, after the exams, I finally managed to give her all my attention. Uh, well, almost. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I finally got my electronic shaver. I just didn't have the time to look for it before the holidays. I must say, it feels kinda weird switching from the manual blade kinda shaver to the electronic one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to thailand tomorrow evening. I really hope this trip will be a good one. When I'm back, i better start working. All the outings have left me quite broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's still down, and I don't know the best way to get it fixed when all my data is in it. I'll worry about that after my trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis event is tonight. I'm glad friends are going. I get to spend more time with them too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my super late breakfast. I love holidays... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5000225073985371369?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5000225073985371369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5000225073985371369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5000225073985371369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5000225073985371369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-creating-this-post-from-my-mobile.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6942136537691202417</id><published>2008-05-16T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:10:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exams are finally over. A long list of things I've put on hold that I've wanted to do. Sure hope I can achieve most of them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed one today. IRONMAN!&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to watch it even before it hit the theaters, and I tell you, it was satisfying. :) Awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of the end of exams, a bunch of us went for a good Japanese lunch at Raffles City. The layout was kinda like Marche, but the food was good. :) Uh, but I don't really recommend their Macha Green Tea Drink though. Tastes kinda weird. Then we watched "What happens in Vegas", which was a fairly good show, of course followed by "Ironman" with Eileen. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try doing something tomorrow that I've been saying I want to do since last year. CLEAN UP MY ROOM! Haha... Books are everywhere! I'll see how the rearrangements of books go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night for now.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6942136537691202417?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6942136537691202417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6942136537691202417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6942136537691202417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6942136537691202417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8307519784453603230</id><published>2008-05-10T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:10:51.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea what I've been doing with my time. Over confidence is a bad bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the project, I kinda became very laidback and all I could think about was to RELAX after all the shit. I think it kinda carried on the this study break. I'm spending time studying, just not focusing. So, like, what's the difference with just going out to play and coming back to do a solid 2 hours of study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just hit me that I only have tomorrow and Monday before my Management exam and I am NOT prepared. Tomorrow's morning and evening's taken up by church and a mini mother's day celebration with Mom, so I'm left with a short afternoon to study. Of course, there's Monday, but I'm trying not to keep reservations till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the annoying flat piece of machine is REALLY distracting me from my work. I know I shouldn't let it distract me right now, but...sigh... Anyway, this was roughly how it went. Jie installed an anti-virus into my laptop and the whole thing just got SOOO laaa-ggggy... WAH! It drove me insane! Transferring ONE folder of pictures took about an hour. My computer went dead two nights back and i was cursing and swearing at that stupid machine cuz all my info was in it. Then Mom suggested that I took out the battery and with the adapter, try switching it back on. I was like, "Ma, please lah, if there's battery it doesn't work, then use charger, what's the difference???" But being a guai son, I tried it lah. To my surprise, it worked! Piang, even the battery also didn't wanna function. -_- I've been trying to uninstall the anti-virus ever since but somehow it doesn't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, nvm, I'll fix that piece of shit during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry guys for not being able to go out for so long. Just 5 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a shock of my life when the schedule for my Statistics Module read "Commencing on 15 May". My exam ends on 15 May and my next semester is on 15 May???! Are you like freakin' outta your mind???!  -_- Anyway I managed to change it back to 9 June. :) Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays......Please come quick...&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a little desperate right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8307519784453603230?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8307519784453603230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8307519784453603230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8307519784453603230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8307519784453603230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-no-idea-what-ive-been-doing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2801490935413697560</id><published>2008-05-01T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:27:32.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Round one was over yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Just two more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a big burden has just been lifted off my shoulders, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;, it's feels &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. I'm physically exhausted, but knowing that the project's complete, I feel so at rest. It's been a tad too long. Well, looking at it n a positive view, it has been a learning experience. Really taught me to manage a lot of things. Hmmm...maybe that's why this is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Project. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week straight without. I don't know whether to say I feel good or I feel terrible. Some would know what I'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special shout out to Andre and KC! Thanks for the encouragement guys. :) Oh, and I did watch Jeff Dunham's videos from time to time also. Good de-stress, I tell ya. Haha! Sorry Andre, didn't catch Ellen though... &gt;.&lt; Badminton soon ya? Hehehe... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, THANK YOU BABY! You've been wonderful. Thanks for the support and being so understanding during this period. I promise I'm gonna make it up to you during the hols ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially Labour Day now. Happy Holidays everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2801490935413697560?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2801490935413697560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2801490935413697560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2801490935413697560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2801490935413697560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/05/round-one-was-over-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-527778821251492801</id><published>2008-04-26T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:38:18.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a lil crazy these few weeks. The project's been sapping the life outta me. I guess in life sacrifices are just inevitable. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger right? Gotta finish this lap. The finishing line is in view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-527778821251492801?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/527778821251492801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=527778821251492801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/527778821251492801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/527778821251492801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-lil-crazy-these-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4743392243705010163</id><published>2008-04-12T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:51:43.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love can lift you up&lt;br /&gt;Love can break you down&lt;br /&gt;Words can heal&lt;br /&gt;Words can kill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4743392243705010163?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4743392243705010163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4743392243705010163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4743392243705010163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4743392243705010163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-can-lift-you-up-love-can-break-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-143619753998687061</id><published>2008-03-31T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:02:05.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Project project project. Feeling damn fucking stupid right now. I hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-143619753998687061?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/143619753998687061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=143619753998687061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/143619753998687061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/143619753998687061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/03/project-project-project.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4834977844423968322</id><published>2008-03-22T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:41:57.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ly3aleXhzFo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ly3aleXhzFo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this guy out. "DavidMeShow"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4834977844423968322?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4834977844423968322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4834977844423968322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4834977844423968322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4834977844423968322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1755889965872327256</id><published>2008-03-04T02:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:55:11.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Final week of the holidays. The sudden panic in schedule with much decision making to do. Worry, worry, worry. I shouldn't be so uptight over this. Sigh. Looks like the much delayed task is gonna be delayed to the next holiday again- clearing up my room. &gt;_&lt; Dread the start of the next semester. Anyway, here are some facts about the wonders of water that I was reading earlier on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://www.freedrinkingwater.com/water-education/water-health.htm"&gt;http://www.freedrinkingwater.com/water-education/water-health.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN" style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Water          is important to the mechanics of the human body. The body cannot work          without it, just as a car cannot run without gas and oil. In fact, all          the cell and organ functions made up in our entire anatomy and physiology          depend on water for their functioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;Water serves as a lubricant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Water            forms the base for saliva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;Water forms the fluids that surround the joints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;Water regulates the body temperature, as the cooling and            heating is distributed through perspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;Water helps to alleviate constipation by moving food through            the intestinal tract and thereby eliminating waste- the best detox agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;Regulates metabolism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="minusone1"&gt;In          addition to the daily maintainence of our bodies, water also plays a key          role in the prevention of disease. Dr&lt;/span&gt;inking eight glasses of water          daily can decrease the risk of colon cancer by 45%, bladder cancer by          50% and it can potentially even reduce the risk of breast cancer. And          those are just a few examples! And          you know what the best news about drinking water for health benefits is?          It's virtually free! You can drink over 4,000 glasses of tap water for          the price of a six-pack of your favorite cola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and those who wanna lose weight, water can help too. Check this website out. &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://www.colonhealth.net/free_reports/h2oartcl.htm"&gt;http://www.colonhealth.net/free_reports/h2oartcl.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1755889965872327256?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1755889965872327256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1755889965872327256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1755889965872327256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1755889965872327256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/03/final-week-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8414602585357417498</id><published>2008-03-02T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:39:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing really makes sense to me now. Today was just such an emotion filled day. Why do people do the things they do? What makes it so convincing? Why do people believe in what they do?&lt;br /&gt;-Habitual? Peer pressure? Or maybe a true personal encounter? Upff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna ever to take a taxi in te CBD area again unless absolutely necessary. Bloody expensive! I took a cab from Suntec to City Hall MRT today. Uh, or maybe I should say yesterday, considering it's pass midnight. Anyway, I paid by Visa so they gave me a receipt. Meter Fare $4, city area surcharge $3, peak hour 35% $1.40, admin charge $0.84, GST 0.06, Total $9.30. Suntec to City Hall MRT, $9.30! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair cut yesterday. Looks quite bad in my opinion. Gotta I wax it properly before I leave the house each time now. Sigh, I hope the self conscious thing will wear off after a while. Don't like feeling like this. Gets a lil irritating after some while. One thing for sure, I'm never going back there to cut my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught KC the basics of playing a guitar today. He's quite a fast learner. Which reminds me, I better practice my drums. I've been stagnant for quite a while. Haven't learnt anything new for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to sleep again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8414602585357417498?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8414602585357417498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8414602585357417498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8414602585357417498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8414602585357417498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-really-makes-sense-to-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-9140772212477528045</id><published>2008-02-28T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:27:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's now like 2am in the morning and I still don't feel like sleeping. I was dead tired around dinner, and now I'm not. I just don't want to sleep. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed the first week of holidays and I'm now in my second. Getting a little more busy but it still beats going to school. Hah. My time's more flexible and I get to choose what I wanna do at any time I want. I kinda wish I didn't have to work though. I could do so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched some movies at the theater and at home during this time. I watched Jumper and Death Note in cinemas. I was a little lost at some bits of Death Note- I didn't watch Part 1 and 2. Ella Enchanted, Big Mama's House 2, Triple X 2, You Me and Dupree, and SuperSizeMe were watched at home. Damn, do I love brain dead activities. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for my medical check up for NS this Friday. I'm supposed to bring all my medical records and educational certificates from private institutions, and I can't find one of my course certificate! I better find it tomorrow. Medical, medical, medical... Feeling a little worried. I don't want them to think I'm faking an injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got one last week left before the next semester starts. Sigh. The holidays are short. Gonna try my best to make good use of the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour's construction work is gonna wake me up by 9am so I better try to get some sleep now. Holidays are meant for students to sleep LATE and wake up LATE. Ugh, damn construction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-9140772212477528045?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/9140772212477528045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=9140772212477528045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/9140772212477528045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/9140772212477528045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-now-like-2am-in-morning-and-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5791560132358416545</id><published>2008-02-20T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:19:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days has been a messy for me. Well, I guess the holidays gives me more flexibility of my time and there's less stress, but I guess the world doesn't slow down, and it will find excuses to keep me busy. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7xRcdBKo3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KlVGgDD1nYA/s1600-h/Group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7xRcdBKo3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KlVGgDD1nYA/s200/Group.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169096021582193522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7xSgdBKo4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/0wxH37o9_E8/s1600-h/Luisa+n+naughty+boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7xSgdBKo4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/0wxH37o9_E8/s200/Luisa+n+naughty+boys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169097189813298050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of class for the semester. Fun people to hang out with. Luisa's going to Hong Kong, and this semester is Leo, Sophia and Crystal's last. So we'll be missing 4 people in our group now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6OtBKozI/AAAAAAAAAN8/j4cXzepVmmk/s1600-h/05022008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6OtBKozI/AAAAAAAAAN8/j4cXzepVmmk/s200/05022008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169070496591553330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, Kc, Eileen and I went to Chinatown for a walk just before the eve of Chinese New Year. (Ended up at Harry's pub at the Esplanade playing cards. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6O9BKo0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/zalR4pGI_hY/s1600-h/09022008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6O9BKo0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/zalR4pGI_hY/s200/09022008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169070500886520642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year 4th day at John's place - in the lift. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6PNBKo1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/7mu9qPvNFzA/s1600-h/14022008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6PNBKo1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/7mu9qPvNFzA/s200/14022008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169070505181487954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day. Also the day i took my Law exam. Fell sick - fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6PtBKo2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/rroV-MAGYEg/s1600-h/31122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7w6PtBKo2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/rroV-MAGYEg/s200/31122007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169070513771422562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture. This picture was taken when I was out with KC on new year's eve. Look at that teeny weeny shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of CNY. So I'm still not too late to say HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5791560132358416545?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5791560132358416545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5791560132358416545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5791560132358416545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5791560132358416545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-few-days-has-been-messy-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R7xRcdBKo3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KlVGgDD1nYA/s72-c/Group.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7413453319626663215</id><published>2008-02-08T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:23:09.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams coming up. Stuck at home on 2nd day of CNY. Supposed to be studying. Lazy to study. It's just hard to concentrate when you know everyone else is having fun out there. (Or so I'd like to think.) But seriously, I just wanna enjoy a movie or something, you know? Law, Marketing, Law, Marketing, Law, Marketing... It's driving me nuts! Ugh, I just don't wanna fail this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R6wXeL7gsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/I1QA-kS9AC8/s1600-h/85ca0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R6wXeL7gsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/I1QA-kS9AC8/s200/85ca0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164528680053027186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally got their album. It's been out for a while now. Powerful songs. GOOD drumming too. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Religion.&lt;/span&gt; What is it?&lt;br /&gt;dictionary.com defines it as, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a set of beliefs concerning the cause, nature, and purpose of the universe, esp. when considered as the creation of a superhuman agency or agencies, usually involving devotional and ritual observances, and often containing a moral code governing the conduct of human affairs&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ritual observances.&lt;br /&gt;-moral code.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;governing the conduct of human affairs???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; In this case, God doesn't govern very well, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christians still regard Christianity to be a religion, and some others say Christianity is a relationship. I guess regardless of what the faith is called, all of us want to know if there is a God out there. I think I'm going a little crazy. I've just been thinking quite some bit about religion and all. I wonder how people can be so sure, so certain about their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also kinda curious towards why people do the things they do. And just how different every individual thinks and reacts towards a given task, or in a current situation- take me for an example, I'm sooo friggin lazy to study even though my exams are just 4 days away. Wonder if I can make it through this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a right state of mind right now. &gt;_&lt; Feeling depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I sound drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7413453319626663215?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7413453319626663215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7413453319626663215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7413453319626663215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7413453319626663215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/02/exams-coming-up.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R6wXeL7gsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/I1QA-kS9AC8/s72-c/85ca0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6184322583022221319</id><published>2008-01-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:07:45.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-------------Brown Rice (one cup) White Rice (one cup)&lt;br /&gt;Calories ----------232-------------223&lt;br /&gt;Protein -----------4.88 g ----------4.10 g&lt;br /&gt;Carbohydrate ----49.7 g ----------49.6 g&lt;br /&gt;Fat ---------------1.17 g ----------0.205 g&lt;br /&gt;Dietary Fiber----- 3.32 g ---------0.74 g&lt;br /&gt;Thiamin (B1) -----0.176 g --------0.223 g&lt;br /&gt;Riboflavin (B2) ---0.039 mg ------0.021 mg&lt;br /&gt;Niacin (B3) -------2.730 mg ------2.050 mg&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin B6 -------0.294 mg ------0.103 mg&lt;br /&gt;Folacin -----------10 mcg --------4.1 mcg&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin E --------1.4 mg ---------0.462 mg&lt;br /&gt;Magnesium ------72.2 mg --------22.6 mg&lt;br /&gt;Phosphorus ------142 mg --------57.4 mg&lt;br /&gt;Potassium --------137 mg --------57.4 mg&lt;br /&gt;Selenium ---------26 mg ---------19 mg&lt;br /&gt;Zinc --------------1.05 mg -------0.841 mg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want the original table?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drlam.com/opinion/brown_rice_vs_white_rice.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6184322583022221319?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6184322583022221319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6184322583022221319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6184322583022221319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6184322583022221319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/01/brown-rice-one-cup-white-rice-one-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5885466205016630000</id><published>2008-01-20T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:36:16.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R5MHL4nwl8I/AAAAAAAAANs/3Hnu7ju2CV4/s1600-h/taming-the-tongue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R5MHL4nwl8I/AAAAAAAAANs/3Hnu7ju2CV4/s200/taming-the-tongue.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157473899028453314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tame the tongue. Words can kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God's likeness.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be." James 3:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5885466205016630000?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5885466205016630000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5885466205016630000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5885466205016630000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5885466205016630000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/01/tame-tongue.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R5MHL4nwl8I/AAAAAAAAANs/3Hnu7ju2CV4/s72-c/taming-the-tongue.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2553506551101061386</id><published>2008-01-18T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:23:39.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;Dry cough.&lt;br /&gt;Headache.&lt;br /&gt;Groggy.&lt;br /&gt;Constant perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Temporal taste deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;Churning stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food tastes so bland right now, I make eating look like such a painful thing to do. I wanna go for classes. It's the 3rd day already and I've missed out on so much. Not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2553506551101061386?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2553506551101061386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2553506551101061386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2553506551101061386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2553506551101061386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/01/blocked-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-9131124102691300285</id><published>2008-01-17T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T13:02:33.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s been such a long while since the last time I posted an entry.      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve got some time now coz I’m stuck at home with a fever. Feeling loads better from last night, probably coz of the medication. My temperature shot up to 39 degrees last night even after sponging. Eileen had a hard time sponging me coz I kept complaining it was cold. I was shivering real badly. Hehe. Thanks for being patient, baby.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Project work has been haunting me everyday without fail. “Project, project, project…..” I’m going a little ku-ku now.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a little late now, but happy new year anyways. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R47gIonwl6I/AAAAAAAAANc/YY7bsYfSDTg/s1600-h/PICT5729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R47gIonwl6I/AAAAAAAAANc/YY7bsYfSDTg/s200/PICT5729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156305062333552546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yup, we were a lil crazy. Haha. We went to the esplanade see the fireworks, and they were beautiful. Such a crowd too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. Porridge again. Sigh. Sucks to be sick. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-9131124102691300285?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/9131124102691300285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=9131124102691300285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/9131124102691300285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/9131124102691300285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-such-long-while-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R47gIonwl6I/AAAAAAAAANc/YY7bsYfSDTg/s72-c/PICT5729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4828848290259674</id><published>2007-12-31T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:54:09.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been an interesting week, with many ups and downs. Christmas has passed and the New Year is coming. And because of the festive season, I haven't really been studying. Hai, excuses excuses... Haha anyways, I think I'll use the help of some pictures to help me describe how part of my week has been. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgUonwl1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/yuSRYi1N150/s1600-h/26122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgUonwl1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/yuSRYi1N150/s200/26122007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149972081515992914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken on the E65! Whoohoo! Mom and Dad gave me the Nokia E65 on Christmas day. I was using Li Yun's phone to call Singtel coz I couldn't send SMSes through my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgU4nwl2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/lgYHf9_PMgY/s1600-h/27122007%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgU4nwl2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/lgYHf9_PMgY/s200/27122007%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149972085810960226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton came to Singapore for a few days. Took some time off to spend with him. KC and Andre was there too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVInwl3I/AAAAAAAAANE/c5xuKMQYrak/s1600-h/27122007%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVInwl3I/AAAAAAAAANE/c5xuKMQYrak/s200/27122007%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149972090105927538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC's watch. My watch. Andre's watch. Very bo liao right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVInwl4I/AAAAAAAAANM/8Re_bRm35ws/s1600-h/29122007%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVInwl4I/AAAAAAAAANM/8Re_bRm35ws/s200/29122007%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149972090105927554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken at my uncle's place. Celebrated Christmas, my cousin's 21st birthday, another cousin's homecoming, and new year, all in ONE evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVYnwl5I/AAAAAAAAANU/_rJRlv38GLI/s1600-h/30122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgVYnwl5I/AAAAAAAAANU/_rJRlv38GLI/s200/30122007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149972094400894866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went along with Eileen's family for some volunteer work at CDAC. Don't mind my funny smile- It was lunch time and there was still munching my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, a very happy new year's eve! Wishing you the very best and a great start to year 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4828848290259674?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4828848290259674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4828848290259674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4828848290259674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4828848290259674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-interesting-week-with-many-ups.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R3hgUonwl1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/yuSRYi1N150/s72-c/26122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-525319312621415087</id><published>2007-12-23T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:24:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R205-4nwlzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Jg7Ka00Y0c/s1600-h/The+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R205-4nwlzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Jg7Ka00Y0c/s200/The+guys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833701668165426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R205_Inwl0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/bYod-9RvnXk/s1600-h/70%27s+family+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R205_Inwl0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/bYod-9RvnXk/s200/70%27s+family+portrait.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146833705963132738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss the SFMS days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-525319312621415087?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/525319312621415087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=525319312621415087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/525319312621415087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/525319312621415087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/kinda-miss-sfms-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R205-4nwlzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8Jg7Ka00Y0c/s72-c/The+guys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-997618236747439954</id><published>2007-12-22T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T12:48:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up with a terrible backache today. Wonder what's the cause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home today to study and practice for the upcoming Christmas event- which is good. Haha. Morning lessons were cancelled by the new lecturer and worship rehearsal is on Monday. So now I have time to catch up with some school work and at least have SOME practice for the Christmas service. Been having so many things going on, I'm glad that today I get to stay home. Don't have to tire myself outside. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out and about with Eileen looking for Christmas presents. Visit Eileen's blog to see more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally reformatted my laptop. Happy it's done. I hope I won't get more problems. Goota reinstall some applications now. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-997618236747439954?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/997618236747439954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=997618236747439954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/997618236747439954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/997618236747439954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/woke-up-with-terrible-backache-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4621251581133080956</id><published>2007-12-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:59:02.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just transfered some of the pictures in my phone. Here's some :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhyonwltI/AAAAAAAAAL0/h66ZT6tqGa0/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhyonwltI/AAAAAAAAAL0/h66ZT6tqGa0/s200/Image092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145329359307970258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined Eileen's family for some Hari Raya event at the Hilton. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2faAInwlrI/AAAAAAAAALk/fBZg2Ij0H_E/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2faAInwlrI/AAAAAAAAALk/fBZg2Ij0H_E/s200/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145320795143182002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out with Andre and KC - Yup. We were a lil crazy that night. Must have had too much to drink. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2foX4nwlyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xkTbQ1gKZ3k/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2foX4nwlyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xkTbQ1gKZ3k/s200/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145336596327864098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked really messy after all the packing, that's why Baby was camera shy. Hahaha...This was after packing some of Eileen's stuff at her new place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fZ_onwloI/AAAAAAAAALM/5_Eb_VqCZ9A/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fZ_onwloI/AAAAAAAAALM/5_Eb_VqCZ9A/s200/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145320786553247362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, just messing around when we were somewhat done with the packing. Hee... (Those are Eileen's shades)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fZ_4nwlqI/AAAAAAAAALc/8SE9XYGhQSA/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fZ_4nwlqI/AAAAAAAAALc/8SE9XYGhQSA/s200/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145320790848214690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken on the 1st day of camp. One of our tasks was to persuade 5 strangers to buy ice cream from an ice cream vendor at Orchard. This nice guy was one of our victims! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2faAYnwlsI/AAAAAAAAALs/umqdr4-hVhQ/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2faAYnwlsI/AAAAAAAAALs/umqdr4-hVhQ/s200/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145320799438149314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a long stick! Hahaha... This picture was taken on the 2nd day of camp. We had to bring back to camp the longest branch we could find- only from the ground. That ain't exactly a branch, but it's LONG. And I'm proud to say that our group's branch was LONGER! Wahaha... And it was a BRANCH all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhy4nwluI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ahdPkma9j4E/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhy4nwluI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ahdPkma9j4E/s200/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145329363602937570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the view! What a beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhy4nwlvI/AAAAAAAAAME/KyBd6yEFiwg/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhy4nwlvI/AAAAAAAAAME/KyBd6yEFiwg/s200/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145329363602937586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping for Christmas presents on Sunday with my darlin Eileen. We took a deserving tea break at McCafe when we were close to checking all the names on the list I made for ourselves. In a weird way, that was kinda fun. Right baby? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fiMYnwlwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Tfrw04SxXqQ/s1600-h/PICT5708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fiMYnwlwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Tfrw04SxXqQ/s200/PICT5708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145329801689601794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to my place and these were what we got. WHAT A MESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fiMonwlxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Apq9OtL_dPI/s1600-h/PICT5709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fiMonwlxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Apq9OtL_dPI/s200/PICT5709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145329805984569106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrapping the presents up! All the credit goes to Eileen. I didn't even wrap any of them. Haha... I just took out the price tags and cut the scotch tape for her. Hey at least I was of some help riiight??? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hitting the gym a little more regularly. Think I'm gonna have a short pause due to more work and commitments. I went yesterday, and boy are muscles aching now. Feels kinda good actually- at least I know my muscles are growing, (or so I would like to think) haha. Marketing is quite a boring subject, I'd say. Almost everyone in class was on the verge of slamming their faces into the notes on the table. Yes, I do exaggerate. But I'm hoping class will be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop's going a little crazy on me. I couldn't type a single letter on the keyboard just now. I shut down and switched on the laptop again and still the same problem. I accidentally tripped the power cable, used the battery to switch it on, and NOW I can type. Ugh. Gonna reformat it soon. I'm just SOOO lazy to transfer all my data into the external hard drive! Haix, gotta do it soon. Oh Oh Oh, I just saw on the newspaper the new UMPCs! Woh...Cool... Go check em out. One of the model's "Asus Eee PC". Low specs but very light and very good price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late. School tomorrow. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4621251581133080956?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4621251581133080956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4621251581133080956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4621251581133080956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4621251581133080956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-transfered-some-of-pictures-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2fhyonwltI/AAAAAAAAAL0/h66ZT6tqGa0/s72-c/Image092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2630957242350416547</id><published>2007-12-15T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:58:57.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's gonna be a busy week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: TPMC&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Look for Christmas gifts with Baby&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: School&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Buy birthday present with classmates&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: School&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: WPSC (work)&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: School&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: School&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Practice for worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: Worship Team Retreat&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Worship Team Retreat&lt;br /&gt;Evening: TIMBER Christmas party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: School&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: CMPB deferment&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Praise n Worship Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: School&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Worship Rehearsal for Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;Evening: Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Packed. Haha, and I was hoping for more time at the gym. I have a feeling my schedule will change as I go through the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan just got enlisted into NS yesterday. Felt kinda bad that I couldn't see him off. I'm hoping things are fine for him there. A bunch of us got together to have a steamboat dinner with him before he enlisted. KC wasn't in the picture cuz he came a lil late. Big guy has big event going on. So they need a lot of preparations. Heh. Gaming RP, yo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2OpbonwlnI/AAAAAAAAALE/69ucpIB70GA/s1600-h/steamboat.marina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2OpbonwlnI/AAAAAAAAALE/69ucpIB70GA/s200/steamboat.marina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144141491612980850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to grandma's soon. Gonna pick Eileen up from work after grandma's. :) Gosh, wish I could drive! That would be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2630957242350416547?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2630957242350416547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2630957242350416547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2630957242350416547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2630957242350416547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-gonna-be-busy-week-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R2OpbonwlnI/AAAAAAAAALE/69ucpIB70GA/s72-c/steamboat.marina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4111654656794612843</id><published>2007-12-13T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T01:09:53.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Too late". These two words mean a great big deal. I felt that my doings were never enough to satisfy. Emotionally drained and physically exhausted. I don't like the word 'responsibility' anymore. It's so confusing. What is the situation now? Where does the problem lie? How can I be of help? Should I be more concerned about my own things first? Is it better off just being selfish? Endless questions that are just so difficult to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4111654656794612843?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4111654656794612843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4111654656794612843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4111654656794612843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4111654656794612843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8000567721722491643</id><published>2007-12-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:30:11.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In life, there's always a price to pay. Probably the only thing that's free is His salvation. There is never enough if the word "content" isn't in your dictionary. Life on Earth is so short, yet so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to clear my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8000567721722491643?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8000567721722491643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8000567721722491643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8000567721722491643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8000567721722491643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-life-theres-always-price-to-pay.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-979099500144947822</id><published>2007-12-04T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:02:20.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTcLSJ9_wO0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTcLSJ9_wO0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTcLSJ9_wO0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-979099500144947822?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/979099500144947822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=979099500144947822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/979099500144947822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/979099500144947822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/click-here-to-block-this-object-with.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1251094635850310229</id><published>2007-12-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:28:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the start of December. The holiday is gonna come to an end real soon! Time flies. Mom just got a new phone. Nokia E65- the phone I wanted before I got the k618i. It still looks really nice after being in the market for quite some time already. It was quite a long and tiring day for me today, but I learned some new things and valuable teachings today. Plus, I had a question answered today. This is the verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl compact="compact"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1John 4:10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Geneva, Helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalk.com"&gt;crosswalk.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;I attended service at the two largest churches in Singapore today. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;I am God's beloved.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Eyes on God, not the speaker.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;With Faith comes confidence.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;It's about His love for us, not our love for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought for myself a deuter shoe bag at the Expo yesterday. Thought I'd get a nice one since I've been hitting the gym a lil more often. We were there for the I.T. fair, SITEX, but KC and I side tracked a little. Hee. Over at SITEX, KC bought for himself a laptop bag, like a harvest sack. The design's quite nice. Thumbs up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;It may not be good at first, but they will work together for good in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1251094635850310229?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1251094635850310229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1251094635850310229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1251094635850310229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1251094635850310229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-start-of-december.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-369955156035823924</id><published>2007-11-25T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:18:05.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't bother what the doc said until I felt it myself. Some things we learn the hard way. Human beings can be rather stupid sometimes. Surprising how busy the holidays can be. Tell me what a "holiday" is again? Haha. Of course, there's no pressure like when I'm in school. Whee~! Don't really know why I'm still on the computer at this hour. I'm supposed to be up early for worship rehearsal just before the service tomorrow. I did my homework right this week and I'm happy with today's rehearsal. :) I'm hoping there will be more of these days. Uh, and I'm hoping the band will listen to each other more too. Hee. Time to get sleep. Lights out!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-369955156035823924?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/369955156035823924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=369955156035823924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/369955156035823924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/369955156035823924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-didnt-bother-what-doc-said-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5291051194632698382</id><published>2007-11-24T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:51:51.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent some time to catch up with good friends on Thursday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAXItrfYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Zvxm3litmTQ/s1600-h/PICT5693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAXItrfYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Zvxm3litmTQ/s200/PICT5693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136074297515408770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at "Makan Sutra", just beside the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;We went to play some arcade and snooker before heading down to Gloria Jeans Coffees at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAX4trfZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/91Abig-9meU/s1600-h/PICT5697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAX4trfZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/91Abig-9meU/s200/PICT5697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136074310400310674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAYotrfaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u3C8joax-dU/s1600-h/PICT5700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAYotrfaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u3C8joax-dU/s200/PICT5700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136074323285212578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAY4trfbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DwedLhjW4zM/s1600-h/PICT5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAY4trfbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DwedLhjW4zM/s200/PICT5707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136074327580179890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guys, I've sent y'all the photos already. Check your e-mail ya? Yes, and WE HAVE A LOT OF ACTIVITIES YET TO SETTLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Chalet Outing by Alan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Pulau Ubin on 1 Dec by KC (is it still on?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Christmas Celebration by John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Malaysia trip- JB or Malacca or where? (by me I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointers to take note:&lt;br /&gt;-Isaac's exam only finishes on the 6th of Dec&lt;br /&gt;-Andre's exam only finishes on the 30th of Nov&lt;br /&gt;-Alan's going in on the 14th of Dec&lt;br /&gt;-KC has a gaming event (Sorry KC! I forgot when! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment on this post to let us all know about the available dates and which one you guys will be going for k? Either that or we'll just MSNconference! Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5291051194632698382?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5291051194632698382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5291051194632698382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5291051194632698382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5291051194632698382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/spent-some-time-to-catch-up-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/R0cAXItrfYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Zvxm3litmTQ/s72-c/PICT5693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2888371816226828351</id><published>2007-11-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:54:58.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went pretty well. I went for the "Fit Start" offered by California Fitness, and yes, they did try to persuade me to go for their training. But it's like friggin expensive yo.. 1 training session with a personal trainer is $100! It's effective and it definitely helps with a personal trainer, but the cost is like, woah. He was suggesting a 4month training which costs $4800! Yicks. But anyway, today's training was an encouragement to exercise. I realised after the training that I'm quite weak actually. Ugh, truth hurts. (So does my muscles...) I've gotta EAT more and  EXERCISE more. Haha. (Exercise equipment there is great! Whoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Wikipedia, Exercise benefits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Physical exercise is important for maintaining &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Physical_fitness" title="Physical fitness"&gt;physical fitness&lt;/a&gt; and can contribute positively to maintaining a healthy weight; building and maintaining healthy bone density, muscle strength, and joint mobility; promoting physiological well-being; reducing surgical risks; and strengthening the immune system.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Frequent and regular aerobic exercise has been shown to help prevent or treat serious and life-threatening chronic conditions such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_blood_pressure" title="High blood pressure"&gt;high blood pressure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obesity" title="Obesity"&gt;obesity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart_disease" title="Heart disease"&gt;heart disease&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Type_2_diabetes" title="Type 2 diabetes"&gt;Type 2 diabetes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Insomnia" title="Insomnia"&gt;insomnia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clinical_depression" title="Clinical depression"&gt;depression&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So it's good to exercise! Uh, yah, for guys, you get to look good too. Get some bulk, you know. Haha. I've got so much I wanna do during the holidays, I really hope I can accomplish most of them. (Don't wanna be too ambitious and say "all" ;P) And Baby, thanks for the evening. I'll keep in mind the conscious effort. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2888371816226828351?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2888371816226828351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2888371816226828351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2888371816226828351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2888371816226828351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-went-pretty-well.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1004498448591903243</id><published>2007-11-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:40:50.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over and I feel so much more relieved. I really feel tons better. Happy that Eileen's feeling better too. She hasn't been feeling well for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went pretty well. I had lunch with  Angelo, Ivan, Poon, Sophia, Li Yun and Crystal at Marina Foodcourt after walking from First Thai (near school), to Fountain Terrace, to Food Republic THEN only to Marina Foodcourt. Hahaha. It was pretty comical. Sophia, Li Yun and Crystal had to leave after that, so Ivan, Angelo, Poon and myself went to watch a movie, suggested by Ivan. "Beowulf"- was the movie we chose, due to time constraint. The show was quite okay. Hmmm...overall, the show was pretty barbaric. Nice show, except that there wasn't much of a storyline. -_-" After the movie, Angelo had to meet some friends for a BBQ over at East Coast, so he left Suntec at about the time we met Andre and KC up. We went to Food Republic to rest and chat while we had some food. KC, Andre and I went upstairs to check out Samsung phones after that. There was this model which I thought was quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSHotrfUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ygksHMH0rPU/s1600-h/869-45492aac99cfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSHotrfUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ygksHMH0rPU/s200/869-45492aac99cfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133067966437096770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was the one we saw. There's pink version too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIItrfVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GQhdKZSnF_Y/s1600-h/cutekids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIItrfVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GQhdKZSnF_Y/s200/cutekids1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133067975027031378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIItrfWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pViLP0pI2i4/s1600-h/cutekids2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIItrfWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pViLP0pI2i4/s200/cutekids2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133067975027031394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIYtrfXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5i7fv2mfqt8/s1600-h/cutekids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSIYtrfXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5i7fv2mfqt8/s200/cutekids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133067979321998706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie sent an e-mail to me yesterday containing pictures of notes that children wrote. These were the few I thought were quite funny. Hee. Check them out. So cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice. Just a simple and relaxing day. How I wish everyday could be like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1004498448591903243?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1004498448591903243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1004498448591903243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1004498448591903243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1004498448591903243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-are-finally-over-and-i-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzxSHotrfUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ygksHMH0rPU/s72-c/869-45492aac99cfe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7660242616531787583</id><published>2007-11-14T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:56:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't you wish sometimes life could be like a computer? If something went wrong and you don't know how to fix it, reformat it. As easy as that- Just start over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7660242616531787583?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7660242616531787583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7660242616531787583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7660242616531787583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7660242616531787583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-you-wish-sometimes-life-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5015253440559798224</id><published>2007-11-10T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T01:29:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really damn tired, but I find myself typing away here. Since I'm here already, I'll type about today then. I did some finance and banking revision this morning before heading to Baby's place. I helped Baby pack some stuff cuz she's moving out soon. Decided to dye our hair too. I look at it now, and I picture my hair before it was dyed. It seemed like there wasn't much difference at all. Baby says her hair seems darker now. Her hair &lt;strike&gt;has&lt;/strike&gt; had a natural shade of brown, you see. After the time spent at her place, I rushed down to meet Andre- I was about half an hour late. While I was having dinner with Andre, he convinced me to buy a shirt cuz I accidentally stained my shirt with the hair dye. But now coming to think of it, it was pretty dumb to waste money on a shirt when it was already night, since we were heading home soon. Hah, anyway I bought 3 pieces from Giordano, just those round neck tees that cost $5 per piece if you buy a minimum of 3 t-shirts. Yah. So we headed for CG after that. Today is one of the really really rare times that I didn't really enjoy CG. Don't know why I felt so tired and empty. Christians talk about having a purpose in life. What's my purpose? I don't even know sometimes if the step I'm taking is the right one. Ah, I'll sort all that out eventually. Guss I'm just being too emo. Exams are coming up. Can't wait for em to be over. Missed out a lil in school today. Some sacrifices, I gotta take. California Fitness is giving me a "Fit Start" personal training session on the 19th of this month. Kinda like to get me started using their equipment and all. (And they are also hoping I will continue taking up training sessions from them at a fee. Hah. That's business.) Hope to get a lil more toned up. Skinny me needs more mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, terribly sorry I took so long to get the birthday pictures up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSUXMVaZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Dnncb8QNUOk/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSUXMVaZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Dnncb8QNUOk/s200/IMG_2020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130886754002626962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the surprise they gave me in the morning- not too sure if you can see my hair standing still. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSU3MVaaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Nws6DOpUV-s/s1600-h/IMG_2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSU3MVaaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Nws6DOpUV-s/s200/IMG_2030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130886762592561570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumptuous dinner with everyone including Grandma! :)&lt;br /&gt;(Zoom in closer, you'll see happy Isaac. Hee. &gt;.&lt;)        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSVXMVabI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tRdr8fE2TJE/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSVXMVabI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tRdr8fE2TJE/s200/IMG_2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130886771182496178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my birthday a special one, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSU0nMVadI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NalPAZtzkmI/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSU0nMVadI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NalPAZtzkmI/s200/IMG_2016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130889507076663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being here, Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSWHMVacI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iqk69wrRt-o/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSWHMVacI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iqk69wrRt-o/s200/IMG_2043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130886784067398082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to send the photos to them yet. Procrastination is a bad bad thing. Mm Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSTXMVaYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4zR6_X3Xl6I/s1600-h/BIG-DRUM-SET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSTXMVaYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4zR6_X3Xl6I/s200/BIG-DRUM-SET.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130886736822757762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been quite enthu about drums recently. Practicing stick works and watching drum vids and all. I came across this picture on the left. WAH LAU EH! The biggest drumset I've ever seen. I wonder who will play on that and fully utilize every single top, crash and whatever that's in it! Bagh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is damn long. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5015253440559798224?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5015253440559798224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5015253440559798224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5015253440559798224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5015253440559798224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-really-damn-tired-but-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RzSSUXMVaZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Dnncb8QNUOk/s72-c/IMG_2020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7405727326667766609</id><published>2007-11-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:09:45.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things seem to be getting better. The saying goes, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger". This is what I'm hoping I will be. Stronger. I wanna piece my life back together again, and be even better as a person. There will definitely still be uncertainties, but I decide not to dwell in self pity any longer. I want to make improvements in my life. To face difficult situations with a positive attitude instead. Life is a journey, and people stumble sometimes. Everyone makes decisions in life- I just made mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably just part and parcel of a teen's life. A maturing phase maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand a little more of what it means by the phrase, "To restrain is strength".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, my faith is shaky, and uncertainties plenty. Draw me back to you. Fill the gaps, from the tiny cracks to the biggest hole in my heart and make me whole. Be real in my life. Be God over my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7405727326667766609?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7405727326667766609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7405727326667766609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7405727326667766609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7405727326667766609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/things-seem-to-be-getting-better.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7254697245584724025</id><published>2007-11-01T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:31:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't really remember what happened yesterday. I was reading my previous post and I can't remember what was it I saw. I don't know if it's a gift or a curse to forget so easily. One thing for sure now- I feel so numb. As though things around me don't matter much anymore. Things that I found to be normal last time, now I find just plain dumb and stupid. I've been using the F word pretty frequently too. I'm doing stupid things. Disappointed some people and shocked some also. Don't know what kind of impression I'm giving myself. I can't really be bothered about school work anymore. Who am I now? What's black, what's white?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7254697245584724025?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7254697245584724025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7254697245584724025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7254697245584724025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7254697245584724025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-really-remember-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3709134196827015218</id><published>2007-10-30T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:37:42.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to question what life is about? Why are we living it anyway? Is everything a lie? I hate life now. I'm just numb to everything. I feel like crying. I want to yell out loud. I need something that will take everything away. Is it love or is it lust? Does love even exist? Is there a better life for me without? Why am I under this stress now? I'm just 18 years old. I can't take this. I wanna break down. Are all the good things that happen just coincidental? Why is everything coming to me at one go? All the flaws I see and hear of in one day. I can't make out white from black now. I just don't know what to believe any more. I don't know what to believe in anymore. I want to sleep. Sleep and never ever wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3709134196827015218?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3709134196827015218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3709134196827015218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3709134196827015218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3709134196827015218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-beginning-to-question-what-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8031104360286274500</id><published>2007-10-22T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:48:49.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to make this post a really really happy one, but i find myself being unable to do so. There's like never ending things to do, and I NEED TO BREATHE! What am I doing all these for anyway? What ARE my priorities? It's getting more and more difficult to draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a lighter note, my 18th birthday just past and I had quite a nice day. Andre, Isaac, John, KC and Eileen gave me a surprise early in the morning at around 9plus, 10am. I was reading the newspapers and some schoolwork in the living room when the four of them came. I was like, "What the..." I haven't had my shower, some strands of hair defied gravity, and I was dressed so shabby, it just felt damn weird. Well, and a lil' embarrassed. After all the "Happy 18th Birthday!" and some 'Pat tze'-ing, I immediately went upstairs to change into a shirt and a pair of jeans, and I wet my hair a little too, in hope that my hair would abide by the law of gravity, and went downstairs again. There was cake, the birthday song, joking, more pat tze-ing(*sigh*), and some picture taking. KC had to leave for his training and Andre had to go for class. Eileen, John and Isaac stayed on for lunch. We spent most of the afternoon watching movies. Andre came back after his lessons over at Mediacorp and joined all of us, including my family and Grandma, for a scrumptious dinner. My family gave me a second round of cake and song afterward. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming down guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks for the sling bag from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andre, Isaac, John, KC, and Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the cool watch from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Baby!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Jie got me a drum bag too. I've been wanting this one. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Clarice gave me a book as a present too. I've read a little already, and it's really good. Titled, "Everyday Deserves A Chance" by Max Lucado.  MmmHmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks also to those who sent me birthday greetings on friendster and by SMS. Thanks guys. I really appreciated it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some pictures to share, but I don't have the time now. Oh and Andre, Kc, Isaac, John, send me the pictures if they're in your phone yah? Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put the pictures up soon. Watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8031104360286274500?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8031104360286274500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8031104360286274500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8031104360286274500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8031104360286274500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wanted-to-make-this-post-really.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4823044442754361437</id><published>2007-10-10T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T00:38:48.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never took planning so seriously before. Long term planning, to be exact. Not until Eileen knocked some sense into me. Yup, no one said life was gonna be easy. Full of ups and downs it is. Feeling rather down tonight. Couldn't get to sleep. Guess I was just thinking too much. Better try to get some sleep. I've gotta be up early, and it's gonna be a long day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="written"&gt;"So do not not worry about tomorrow; it has enough worries of its own. There is no need to add to the troubles each day bring." Matthew 6:34 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4823044442754361437?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4823044442754361437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4823044442754361437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4823044442754361437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4823044442754361437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-took-planning-so-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3561213321133307746</id><published>2007-10-06T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:56:51.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"But for you who obey me, my saving power will rise on you like the sun, and bring healing like the sun's rays. You will be as free and happy as calves let out of a stall." Malachi 4:2 , Good News Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bring the full amount of your tithes to the Temple, so that there will be plenty of food there. Put me to the test and you will see that I will open the windows of heaven and pour out on you in abundance all kinds of good things." Malachi 3:10 , Good News Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So do not not worry about tomorrow; it has enough worries of its own. There is no need to add to the troubles each day bring." Matthew 6:34 , Good News Bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3561213321133307746?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3561213321133307746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3561213321133307746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3561213321133307746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3561213321133307746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/10/but-for-you-who-obey-me-my-saving-power.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7056633767249373924</id><published>2007-09-27T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:06:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since I updated. There's just been so much to do. The more things pile up on me, the more I turn numb. Feel quite sick of things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 new modules are a little difficult to follow. Firstly, the lecturer for Information Technology speaks in a language that sounds like English so half the time in class, I'm playing "Guess the word". The Finance and Banking lecturer is quite good, well, at least I can understand what he's saying. But his lessons go pretty fast, so it can be a little difficult to catch. He's cancelled quite a number of lessons already, I wonder how we're gonna have so many make up lessons before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 2 days back with a pain in my foot. Sounds funny huh? Yea. It wasn't so bad then. But now it's getting worse. Damn pain now, it feels like a swell in the heel. Oh, it is a swell in the heel. When I put my body weight down on it, it hurts quite badly. I'm like tip-toeing when I walk on my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut just yesterday. I'll just say I don't quite like it. When you guys meet me up soon enough to see my hair in this state, you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, things ain't going so well. Business studies, O levels, bit of problems with Eileen, some arrangements to meet up here and there, worries of other people on my shoulders, commitments and worship practice that I haven't really done, ah, I don't know. It just seems like a whole truckload to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm starting to think it won't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, I just changed my phone recently. Sony Ericsson K618i. Quite contented with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the end of this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7056633767249373924?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7056633767249373924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7056633767249373924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7056633767249373924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7056633767249373924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-quite-while-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4610839855877022276</id><published>2007-09-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:04:55.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just received my results by email regarding the past 2 modules I took. I failed Statistics. I'll have to retake the whole module again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just got reminded by Mom that O level examinations are just a month away. Suddenly feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals just now didn't go too well, or in my opinion at least. There was no bassist, and it just felt really empty and I don't know if I managed to keep the beat. Plus, what made it more difficult for me was that 3 out of 4 songs had drum solos. I might be going down to church again to practice tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy a drumstick bag to put my new Vic Firth Rute in, coz I was afraid the ends would split. So I looked up yahoo auctions and I found one that came with a practice pad plus a pair of drumsticks for only $55. Really really cheap. I already wanted to get it, but Mom came into the room and said that I was spending too much. She told me that I already bought a new pair of drumsticks, and not to waste money on the unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RuF1rZkqCtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ar-_-6z_IMA/s1600-h/dealinow-drums.vicfirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RuF1rZkqCtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ar-_-6z_IMA/s200/dealinow-drums.vicfirth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107492840874314450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dampened my spirits even more. I must remember that I'm still a student. I forget that sometimes. Sigh. So many negative things n ONE night. Now, I just don't feel like talking. Thank God for blogging. I can now share how I feel without opening my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RuFxyZkqCsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Adj9l3NVMzs/s1600-h/sad-robot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RuFxyZkqCsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Adj9l3NVMzs/s200/sad-robot.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107488563086887618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I SHOULD do now&lt;br /&gt;-Limit my expenditure (I don't budget. Its time I do.)&lt;br /&gt;-Swim more (A form of exercise, and it helps my back problem.)&lt;br /&gt;-Daily QT (Questions that are yet to be answered.)&lt;br /&gt;-Study (O level plus the business modules together is no joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few things should keep me occupied. Better not be too ambitious. I think these few are already a lot for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, the thing I should do is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have my bath.&lt;/span&gt; It's been a whole day out. I probably smell like a dumpster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4610839855877022276?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4610839855877022276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4610839855877022276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4610839855877022276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4610839855877022276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-received-my-results-by-email.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RuF1rZkqCtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ar-_-6z_IMA/s72-c/dealinow-drums.vicfirth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3016998477593844778</id><published>2007-09-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:55:03.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been practicing the songs for this Sunday. The nervousness is getting to me. It's so different from the internships. I really want the worship to be good so people can have a good time of worship and to be drawn into His presence. But at the same time, I just wanna get this done and over with. How can this 2 feelings be together at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new pair of drumsticks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;      &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Product Snapshot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/center&gt;                   &lt;center&gt;     &lt;input value="" name="clear" type="hidden"&gt;     &lt;input value="" name="COLORBR006" type="hidden"&gt;              &lt;/center&gt;    &lt;form method="post" action="http://www.2112online.com/cgi-bin/shop/set_basket.cgi"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" width="460"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.2112online.com/products/vfrute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td colspan="2" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Product                   ID: BR006&lt;/b&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;VIC FIRTH RUTE BRUSHES&lt;br /&gt;A bundle of birch dowels, secured in a birch drumstick handle. The handle provides a natural feel and can also be used for back beats, cross rim work and intricate patterns on the cymbal bell. A moveable band adjusts the effect from crisp to splashy.&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is the one! I like. :)  I like very very much.     :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3016998477593844778?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3016998477593844778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3016998477593844778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3016998477593844778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3016998477593844778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-been-practicing-songs-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6729000250288609354</id><published>2007-09-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:00:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was coming back from work in my Uncle's car one evening. He said that he read this book that has the compilation of all the people more than a hundred years old, in it is their secret(s) to long life. And all of them had ONE thing in common. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happiness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6729000250288609354?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6729000250288609354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6729000250288609354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6729000250288609354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6729000250288609354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-coming-back-from-work-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4079632194669036054</id><published>2007-09-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:48:24.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really tired now but I have no idea why I'm still in front of my computer. Decided to post an entry instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in church, we learnt that Worship is a lifestyle. I've listened to sermons on this topic before, but it was refreshing to listen to it again. Sometimes, we just need a little reminder. There were of course some points that I've never heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Rev Edwin Wong said something today that caught 100% of my attention. He said that God spoke to him while he was spending time talking with God. And God spoke to him in a still small voice. He said you had to be really quiet in order to hear his voice. Did he mean that God's voice was audible? Could I actually hear Him with my ears? What was it exactly? I really really wanna know. I've had this question for quite some while now, and I haven't found my answer to this question yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev Edwin Wong was praying about Worship. He wasn't so specific in telling us what he prayed for, but this was his reply from God. "Worship is not about me. Worship is about you. Worship is not for my ego. Worship serves to remind you I'm always with you." He's just so amazing isn't He?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having mixed feelings about some stuff recently. What makes it worse is I don't know how to share it with others. I don't even think it's possible. Ah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really excited about the movie "Ratatouille"! I've been wanting to watch it for quite some time. It's out in Cinemas already, but I can't watch it until next Friday! Sad. I've been watching the trailers and all on YouTube. Ah, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short verse to end off this post.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span&gt;Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to  offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God--this is your  spiritual act of worship." Romans 12:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep awaits.&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/10598312-4079632194669036054?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4079632194669036054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4079632194669036054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4079632194669036054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4079632194669036054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-feeling-really-tired-now-but-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7093360811605575628</id><published>2007-08-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:23:50.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy these few days. Thankfully not as stressful as exam periods. It's a whole different kinda stress, ya know? Some of us would know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was asked to speak to a Myanmist client in Mandrin coz she didn't really know how to speak in English. All I needed to do was to ask her to fax over a copy of her passport, and I already had problems with that. All the funny terms that I never use, like, "Ministry of Manpower", "fax", "document". Gosh. I better find a way to improve my Mandrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Expect bad things to happen and they will happen,&lt;br /&gt;Expect good things to happen and they will happen." Paster Joseph Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."&lt;br /&gt;John 16:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland's calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7093360811605575628?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7093360811605575628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7093360811605575628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7093360811605575628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7093360811605575628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-pretty-busy-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6433275200479331719</id><published>2007-08-27T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:57:28.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's sermon outline was, "Honor your parents". I never saw it that way- that NOT honoring your parents is a sin. Coz it's one of the commandments God gave to us, and we should honor our parents with our speech, resources, and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre, KC, Maki and myself had subway for lunch. Foot long sandwich, woah, real full after that. We went to the arcade, this time together with Isiah to play some Daytona(not too sure how it's spelt). Fun! You get to see flying cars. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was down to Sim Lim Square after our fun at Toa Payoh. I got my adapter for the guitar cable so I can MIDI out from my electronic kit to the computer, but when I got home, I didn't know how to do it. -_-" Yes, yes, it's dumb, I know, so if anyone knows how to do it, PLS PLS PLS help me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to visit Yamaha at Plaza Singapura today. I'm kinda regretting a little on getting the 'Roland TD3' instead of the 'DTXpress IV special'. It's got some things that are better than the TD3. Uh, there's pros and cons I guess, but no complaints, I'm contented with my TD3 already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not hoping for this Tuesday to come. Gonna be real busy till the 5th of September, Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better get some rest. Gotta wake up early tomorrow to clear up some office work then go down to SMa to study for the afternoon. Bet I'm gonna be damn tired when I get back home tomorrow. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6433275200479331719?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6433275200479331719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6433275200479331719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6433275200479331719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6433275200479331719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-sermon-outline-was-honor-your.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2953564494681744095</id><published>2007-08-25T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:41:49.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rs8VwJkqCrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Is2c6Q7LvAY/s1600-h/PICT5687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rs8VwJkqCrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Is2c6Q7LvAY/s200/PICT5687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102320819781634738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a new product to style my hair. So cute right? Haha. I bought it coz it sounded so convincing that it was good. You know how gel/wax or whatever damages hair and isn't good? Well, read this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rs8VvZkqCqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u44N9Z_TUx4/s1600-h/PICT5692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rs8VvZkqCqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u44N9Z_TUx4/s200/PICT5692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102320806896732834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says here "A highly concentrated moisturizing hair mud, enhanced with UV rays protection, it combines deep hair moisturizing ingredients, Vitamin E which thickens hair roots and leaves your hair healthier ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good eh? Haha. Dunno how good la, just give it a try. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few of us CG mates went to see Daniel Low off at the airport just now. He's going to China for 6 weeks for some attachment. So long! Gosh. Gonna miss ya dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow's worship rehearsal and I still have difficulties playing one of the songs. Not goot. Yah, Eileen's getting a water baptism tomorrow. Really happy for her. It's the most important decision in her life she's made, and a huge step of faith. All the way Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2953564494681744095?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2953564494681744095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2953564494681744095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2953564494681744095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2953564494681744095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-bought-myself-new-product-to-style-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rs8VwJkqCrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Is2c6Q7LvAY/s72-c/PICT5687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3445884708157339728</id><published>2007-08-23T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:41:21.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way back home and I thought it would be faster to take the NEL to Serangoon, then bus 70 back home. But bus 70 took half an hour to reach, and the bus was freakin PACKED, with a lot of other people trying to squeeze in. So I decided to take a cab instead. I got into a cab, finally, and the taxi uncle was driving soooooooooo sloooowly...! Wah lau! And when I got off the cab, I realised the uncle cheated me of $2. -_-" Ugh. Sian. So much for taking a cab. Spend extra already, PLUS the extra 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Singapore General Hospital. I just completed the final session for my Physiotherapy. My closer friends would know I've got some problems with my backside, yeah, the Physiotherapy's for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, my doctor's appointment was also today. This doctor couldn't figure out what the cause of my problem was and he referred me to another idiot to do a MRI scan on me that costs $400+. If it wasn't subsidised, it would have cost $900+!! Like, wtf! I've been to so many doctors, they just keep pushing me around to another doctor. Then more scans, more appointment, spend more time, spend more money. I don't see an end. I think I'd rather just NOT go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm going for the MRI scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm feeling grumpy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3445884708157339728?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3445884708157339728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3445884708157339728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3445884708157339728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3445884708157339728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-feeling-really-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5415862795822064260</id><published>2007-08-22T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:44:48.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a long day. So much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning wasn't very pleasant. I felt like I don't want to love anymore. Shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, I rushed to Naval Base Secondary School for my English Orals, and I was really surprised to see Nicole. Haha. She was posted to the same school as me, again. Felt a lil like last year. We had a lot to talk about, and boy, were we NOISY. We were still chatting away when other candidates were having the test. Haha. She cheered me up quite some bit after what happened in the morning as well, yea, so thanks Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was off to meet Andre. Played a few rounds of pool and we went walking around Bugis Village after that. I bought some fried tidbits while we were walking around. They were pretty good. Pity they turned cold. They would've been a lot better if they were still warm. Saw quite a few sunflowers too, right Dre? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RsxeFJkqCpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ANYInzKgWpQ/s1600-h/PICT5686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RsxeFJkqCpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ANYInzKgWpQ/s200/PICT5686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101555920465955474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre accompanied me to Bata to get myself a pair of sports shoes. Quite comfy. Not really the colour I wanted, but it'll do. :) Andre had to meet his brother up for a birthday dinner after that. I think he got there late cuzza me. Oops. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Mom and Dad up, hitched a ride back home. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a draggy post, but I just felt like typing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5415862795822064260?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5415862795822064260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5415862795822064260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5415862795822064260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5415862795822064260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RsxeFJkqCpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ANYInzKgWpQ/s72-c/PICT5686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4701906801183175152</id><published>2007-08-21T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:44:41.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's English oral examination.&lt;br /&gt;Start time 14:15.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4701906801183175152?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4701906801183175152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4701906801183175152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4701906801183175152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4701906801183175152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomorrows-english-oral-examination.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5197187103144574440</id><published>2007-08-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:34:31.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My relationship with God has been a roller coaster ride. And the worse thing is, I think I'm still on it. I want out. I want to know God better. Just a little hindrance. Feeling so constrained now. I want to be the carefree me again. Work stress is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. I'll get myself supper before I crash. Sleep is so therapeutic. Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5197187103144574440?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5197187103144574440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5197187103144574440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5197187103144574440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5197187103144574440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-relationship-with-god-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5436076838307916631</id><published>2007-08-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:52:50.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've always tried to keep to this principle of putting myself in another's shoe. You know, to understand the person a lil better. But it's just so difficult sometimes. Firstly, the shoe size may be different. Then there's a whole different kind of shoe, heels. It's just difficult for a guy to wear them. And there are times you just get sick of slipping in and out of different shoes, and all you wanna do is hide under your blanket and SLEEP. Ugh, thank God for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5436076838307916631?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5436076838307916631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5436076838307916631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5436076838307916631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5436076838307916631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-always-tried-to-keep-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-1505619235698512853</id><published>2007-08-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T20:37:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna screw up Statistics paper big time. I was doing revision in the afternoon, practicing some questions. I think I use my eraser more than my pencil coz I make too many mistakes. Okaaay, I exaggerate, but I did make a lot of mistakes and most of the questions in that damn file seem alien to me. Heh, all the best to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm turning robotic. I really HAVE to talk to more people, or do more things or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMa has this membership thing at California Fitness at $350 a year. Damn cheap right? Yeah, that's only if they have a hundred students sign up. They've probably got discount for bulk registering or something. I've submitted my name already. Hee. They haven't made it official yet. I hope this time it's true. Most of the time it's just false information. Quite sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to play some games. Sick of work. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-1505619235698512853?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/1505619235698512853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=1505619235698512853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1505619235698512853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/1505619235698512853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-im-gonna-screw-up-statistics.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6176862262495345647</id><published>2007-08-11T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T18:21:29.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Start: Real Pool - ArcadeStreet.com --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcadestreet.com/play-real-pool.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.arcadestreet.com/images/real-pool-sml.gif" border="0" height="65" width="65" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcadestreet.com/play-real-pool.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real Pool&lt;/strong&gt; - Real pool against the computer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just taking a beak from work. Did some random surfing and I found this game (on top). Eileen introduced some online games website a few days back. Puzzle bobble and stuff, quite cute. Exams are just 3 days away. I'm getting more and more anxious. I'm still quite blur on Statistics and I don't think I have enough time to revise for Economics. Like they say, just bite the bullet. I'll enjoy it after this. I think I'm taking too long a break. Haha. I better get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End: Real Pool - ArcadeStreet.com --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6176862262495345647?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6176862262495345647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6176862262495345647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6176862262495345647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6176862262495345647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/real-pool-real-pool-against-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5309715744932812757</id><published>2007-08-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:46:47.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like exams. Bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen was helping me with my revision yesterday and today. We didn't manage to do much work today, but yesterday was great. I really couldn't have done all that alone. Thanks baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre's back in Indonesia for a few days. Enjoy the time there bro! You guys know what he told me when he left? He said he has never missed one NDP in 10 years, only this once! Hahaha! He's becoming more Singaporean than Indonesian already! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy birthday Singapore! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5309715744932812757?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5309715744932812757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5309715744932812757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5309715744932812757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5309715744932812757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-like-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-75457488897008282</id><published>2007-08-06T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:35:05.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the start of the study break, and progress has been really slooooow. My attention span is so short, and my concentration level is so low. Gosh. I feel like one of those kids in play school. You know when they're scribbling down the alphabets their teacher told them to, then little bunnies hop by and they go, "Wah, so cute!", then they loose focus on their work? Yeah, I feel like one of those kids now.  -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go running and do some push ups just now coz I heard exercising helps in increasing attention span, keeps the mind alert and all that. And, oh, my fitness level is...uh, not so good. I won't say how long I ran before I got tired. That would just be embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I finally managed to get my drum pedal adjusted this morning, just the way I want it and boy does it feel GOOD. :) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-75457488897008282?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/75457488897008282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=75457488897008282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/75457488897008282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/75457488897008282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-start-of-study-break-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3893494710548452758</id><published>2007-07-24T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:36:35.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dun like dun like dun like! urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3893494710548452758?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3893494710548452758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3893494710548452758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/dun-like-dun-like-dun-like-urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8105941689741154005</id><published>2007-07-22T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:32:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is on the down side now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;Confused and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather just sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;I love sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I can't live a day without You.&lt;br /&gt;Your unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;Your peace and restoration.&lt;br /&gt;Fill me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get there one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8105941689741154005?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8105941689741154005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8105941689741154005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8105941689741154005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8105941689741154005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-i-no-say-about-my-own-decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3204511811709955290</id><published>2007-07-20T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:37:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3204511811709955290?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3204511811709955290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3204511811709955290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3204511811709955290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3204511811709955290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-can-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6843647037979690145</id><published>2007-07-19T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:02:17.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assignment's done and handed in already. New problem- the topics covered are getting heavier and heavier. Ugh. I'm really struggling. You know, I really wonder how those people who hardly come for class even pass their mid-term test. They seem to be having such an easy time. Makes me feel really stupid sometimes. Pretty discouraging. Never mind. I'll make it through, with God's help I will. I can't do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new drum set has been quite a stress reliever. Heh. Really enjoy playing it. A minus points though. The provided pedal ain't that good coz the rebound is pretty strong. I've gotta find a way to fix that. And the drum throne keeps going down. I'm using my normal chair to play right now. Dahk, works okay too la. Whatever la, I'm contented. :)) Weri happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a belated happy birthday to Lyana! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6843647037979690145?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6843647037979690145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6843647037979690145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6843647037979690145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6843647037979690145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/assignments-done-and-handed-in-already.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7551491926024896245</id><published>2007-07-17T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T01:17:07.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due date for Statistics assignment is tomorrow, and I just completed it. Whew. These few days were just crazy. I'm preoccupied with so many thoughts sometimes, it gets difficult to concentrate. I won't elaborate, but looking on the bright side, my Roland TD-3 is coming tomorrow! Yippie! I simply CANNOT wait. I've been wanting an electronic kit for quite a while now. My mind was actually set on the Roland HD-1, the smaller drum set. But mom decided to top up the balance and get me the TD-3 instead. I'm really happy. Hee. Not too happy about the price though. Spent $2900 in total. I'm seriously broke now. I think I'm left with a few cents in my bank account. Haha. How pathetic can that get? Never mind, it's worth it. ROLAND TD-3! YESSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RpuhVRkIw2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNO6tp_c2Uo/s1600-h/roland.td3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RpuhVRkIw2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNO6tp_c2Uo/s200/roland.td3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087837590909404002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roland TD-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RpuhVRkIw1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GIgiWRJp0Xs/s1600-h/PICT5592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RpuhVRkIw1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GIgiWRJp0Xs/s200/PICT5592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087837590909403986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vic Firth SIH1&lt;br /&gt;This pair of headphones costs $145! My goodness. So expensive. It ain't such a comfortable fit either. I went to check out the reviews, they were all really good. But I personally don't think so. KC brought me to this Audio place where they had the beyerdynamics. Wow, the sound is SO rich, and it's so comfortable. Shiok ah. Yeah, well, it came with a price too. $330. -_-" (but considering list price was $500 plus, $330 was quite a good deal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about the set. Givvit to me NOW! Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guys, just in case I keep rejecting your outings, I'm sorry ya? I'm broke. And when I say broke, I really mean b-r-o-k-e, broke.  -__-"  Yah, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I should really get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goot-nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7551491926024896245?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7551491926024896245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7551491926024896245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7551491926024896245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7551491926024896245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/due-date-for-statistics-assignment-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RpuhVRkIw2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNO6tp_c2Uo/s72-c/roland.td3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5583697562704506291</id><published>2007-07-10T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:57:26.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite some while since I've updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a happy post this time. Hee :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm well! Yippe! I still feel a little sore at the throat area, but other than that, I'm up and movin~~~ Whoo! All right, all right. I'm just a lil high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my Statistics test today and I must say, it was pretty easy. Whoo! I see the light at the end of the dark tunnel! I see it! HOPE, at last! I feel encouraged. Really. :) Oh, in case you guys didn't know, I previously HATED Statistics to the core. Uh, I'm not saying that I like it now, but let's just say, the situation's getting better. Hahaha ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics test coming up this Friday! Ahhh! More memorizing work coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of work to be done for the coming few days. Deadline for Statistics assignment is on Tuesday and deadline for 1500words research for Economics is on Wednesday. And I haven't even started!!! I better do start TONIGHT.  @_@ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Andre accompanied me to Swee Lee Music just now and I saw a drum set that I liked! (And one that I could afford as well. Hahaha.) It's a really basic set, but it looks good and it sounds really good too. I'll be talking to Mom and Dad about this over dinner later. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's about time also. Makan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5583697562704506291?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5583697562704506291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5583697562704506291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5583697562704506291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5583697562704506291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-quite-some-while-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4925164463721964874</id><published>2007-07-01T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:55:47.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought tertiary life could suck this bad. Everything is going the opposite direction for me right now. I'm getting quite sick of all the Quantitative studies. Why do they have to put Economics and Statistics together in one semester??? It's just a little too heavy for me. I really marvel at how some of the other students can get all that information into their brain. Which makes me wonder whether I'm just pure stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of "getting sick". I literally got sick yesterday. I had a fever yesterday that shot up to 39.3degrees at night. I was hoping for a faster cure coz I was shivering everywhere I went, and I couldn't even walk properly, so I went to a clinic to get a jab- on my butt. Wah lau, pain sia! It felt like one side of my butt was swollen or something. But damn was that jab effective. By the time I got home I could sorta feel my body heat going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of the stupid fever, I couldn't make it for Oasis- the event that we've all been preparing for. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wanna thank my wonderful friends for the concern of my health, sending me SMSes and all. Yeah, thanks guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Siew Cheng, glad to hear you're feeling better too! :P (She was also down with fever for a while- only that I didn't know about it until today. Oops. x_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I've really gotta find a study partner to help push me to study more and not give up when it gets too tough. But looking at my crazy schedule, I don't really think that's possible. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I think my posts are getting more and more depressing. I'll post a happy one next time round. I hope. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4925164463721964874?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/4925164463721964874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=4925164463721964874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4925164463721964874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4925164463721964874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-never-thought-tertiary-life-could.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-7724899129950637615</id><published>2007-06-29T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:02:14.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at home now. I'm down with flu and a bad headache. I tried to sleep. When I finally got to sleep after much tossing and turning, the stupid vacuum cleaner HAD to wake me up. I'm tired. Why am I trying to do so much? Sometimes I feel stupid. I hate statistics. I'm barely coping in class - and I do study. Maybe just not hard enough. It's like an imaginary clog in the brain that stops information from flowing in. Why why why? I wanna do so many things, achieve them all, but at the end of the day, I lose out. I'm not Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I just had to let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I forgot how to hold on and trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-7724899129950637615?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/7724899129950637615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=7724899129950637615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7724899129950637615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/7724899129950637615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-at-home-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5493861383995173035</id><published>2007-06-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:38:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I can say right now is that Statistics sucks. Big time. Ugh. I tried so hard to get everything in on the first week. I was doing up all the study guides, bought the stupid chunky textbook, but today's lesson, I was really seeing stars. I literally gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, my Economics lecturer was nice. :) He knows how to control the class and make the class fun at the same time. Um, he likes asking the class questions and pretty often I like to answer them, and sometimes that made me feel like a suck-up. So from the 2nd lesson onwards I tried to tone down a little. Didn't wanna be a teacher's pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and quite recently, I did up my friendster account. Well, I filled in my profile and stuff. Looks a little better now I guess. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eying on another drumset, the Roland td3. Problem is, it costs $2500. I'm still looking for an alternative to get it at a cheaper price. The set looks a lil funny, but damn, it really sounds good. Plus the feel of the snare is damn real. Whoo, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sniff* I'm down with flu and I'm getting a slight headache now. Probably too much computer. Better get some rest now. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5493861383995173035?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5493861383995173035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5493861383995173035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5493861383995173035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5493861383995173035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-i-can-say-right-now-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8110879205505051360</id><published>2007-06-23T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:20:43.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired. I don't wish to care anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8110879205505051360?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8110879205505051360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8110879205505051360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-tired_23.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-6540774962434502852</id><published>2007-06-16T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:11:56.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just dyed my hair today. Those DIY kind. Turned out pretty okay. But boy, the hair dye really STINKS! Ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the timetable for the O levels. Gosh, my examination center for Commerce is at Tiong Bahru! So far! And lucky me, it's on the 22nd October. Just 2 days after my birthday. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and since Rachel and KC did a more difficult Friend Test, I'm gonna do something reeeally difficult this time. See how many people know me well enough. Hee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/569612"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/569612/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All da best :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-6540774962434502852?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/6540774962434502852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=6540774962434502852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6540774962434502852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/6540774962434502852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-dyed-my-hair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-4188131390400490923</id><published>2007-06-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:56:21.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frustrating. I'm just so tired. I feel restless and stressed up. So much unnecessary things to do. I wish sometimes I could just sleep forever and ever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting all excited over an electronic drum set that I saw. It was one of the cheaper sets among all. The Alesis DM5. Dad told me he'd sponsor me half of whatever the price is. Buuut, I read the reviews over the net, and well...it ain't that good. Plus shipping it in would take around a month or so to get here. So long. -_-" Gonna look at Yamaha's range now. A little more costly though. :(  Yeah, yeah. Good things comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFUqz3YgYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6jL0DMlgp44/s1600-h/DTXpress4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFUqz3YgYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6jL0DMlgp44/s200/DTXpress4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075931349476999554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DTExpress IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFUrD3YgZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VbirRCACxMk/s1600-h/DTExplorer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFUrD3YgZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VbirRCACxMk/s200/DTExplorer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075931353771966866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DTExplorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking. Each time I think of it. it just irritates me. And I get more and more lethargic. I just don't wanna open my mouth to talk. My heart hardens. I think I'm gonna get wrinkles. Then again, with my pimple-filled face, the wrinkles would probably blend right in. Argh, I think I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo Ooo Ooo! I'm gonna watch Fantastic Four tomorrow! Woohoo! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFWIj3YgaI/AAAAAAAAAII/vq-vJBw4fHY/s1600-h/FFriseofthesilversurfer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFWIj3YgaI/AAAAAAAAAII/vq-vJBw4fHY/s200/FFriseofthesilversurfer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075932960089735586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-4188131390400490923?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4188131390400490923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/4188131390400490923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RnFUqz3YgYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6jL0DMlgp44/s72-c/DTXpress4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8433130843749854108</id><published>2007-06-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:25:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugly ugly ugly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School term is starting tomorrow. There goes the fun of holidays. Here comes the books. No idea what to expect. Thoughts running through my head about so many things recently. Commitments, studies, God, work, friends, family, and the list goes on. Gets pretty frustrating sometimes. Time to pack. The battle's about to begin. *Hurmph!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some may think it's funny, but I take it seriously. Maybe a little too seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8433130843749854108?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8433130843749854108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8433130843749854108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8433130843749854108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8433130843749854108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/ugly-ugly-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3592667040339849447</id><published>2007-06-08T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:35:21.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite a fun day at Pulau Ubin. Surprisingly, we met Kenny at Tampines MRT station. It's been a looong time since the last time I saw him. Had a short chat before going down to the bus interchange to take a bus to Changi Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfoz3YgFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/njShr1fELwE/s1600-h/PICT5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfoz3YgFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/njShr1fELwE/s200/PICT5436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073550872443125842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus on the way to Changi Village to take a bumboat down to Pulau Ubin. To be honest, I forgot which bus we were on! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjfpD3YgGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ill6heMUebg/s1600-h/PICT5441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjfpD3YgGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ill6heMUebg/s200/PICT5441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073550876738093154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy while waiting for the bumboat to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfpj3YgHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4xDRULTSo98/s1600-h/PICT5447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfpj3YgHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4xDRULTSo98/s200/PICT5447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073550885328027762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bumboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfpz3YgII/AAAAAAAAAF4/YWSWiVssh94/s1600-h/PICT5456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfpz3YgII/AAAAAAAAAF4/YWSWiVssh94/s200/PICT5456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073550889622995074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan looks pretty good with his emo shots eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjfqT3YgJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/H2Tl-HXGaGw/s1600-h/PICT5459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjfqT3YgJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/H2Tl-HXGaGw/s200/PICT5459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073550898212929682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just outside the bicycle rental shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1D3YgLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nr7SXe9b06Y/s1600-h/PICT5463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1D3YgLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nr7SXe9b06Y/s200/PICT5463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073553281919778994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1T3YgMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vStabDgvcyM/s1600-h/PICT5464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1T3YgMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vStabDgvcyM/s200/PICT5464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073553286214746306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the durian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh0j3YgKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sGE-rJBUsGs/s1600-h/PICT5460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh0j3YgKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sGE-rJBUsGs/s200/PICT5460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073553273329844386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we went into some place we weren't supposed to be in and the people there weren't very friendly to us. It actually looked like some place to rear fishes. Uh...but the thing is, there weren't any fishes. Hmmm, suspicious suspicious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1z3YgNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mDMxNhU19Xg/s1600-h/PICT5467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh1z3YgNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mDMxNhU19Xg/s200/PICT5467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073553294804680914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired after much cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to turn back to the start again cuz there was something wrong with KC's bicycle. The gears weren't working very well and part of the stupid pedal broke. Dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh2D3YgOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Wh3pOIa8W8w/s1600-h/PICT5471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjh2D3YgOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Wh3pOIa8W8w/s200/PICT5471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073553299099648226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......We took a break. The coconut juice was GoOd! Mm Mmm! *sLuRp!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our break, we continued cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkZj3YgPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IYhAxrtBtSE/s1600-h/PICT5475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkZj3YgPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IYhAxrtBtSE/s200/PICT5475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556108008259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a stop near at a lake or something. Uh, a very dirty one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkaD3YgQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ES_v-uO5Atw/s1600-h/PICT5476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkaD3YgQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ES_v-uO5Atw/s200/PICT5476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556116598194434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we look alike? Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjkaz3YgRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ExpagAVB09o/s1600-h/PICT5482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjkaz3YgRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ExpagAVB09o/s200/PICT5482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556129483096338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scarecrow caught our attention. So we went down to take a look, and found also this little plantation of sort. Pretty cute. This is one of them planted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkbD3YgSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WVGb6mi2Hi0/s1600-h/PICT5485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkbD3YgSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WVGb6mi2Hi0/s200/PICT5485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556133778063650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long cycle, we went to this seafood place for dinner. But before that, we were looking around and Alan spotted a tank of little guppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkbT3YgTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-mcZesc-iME/s1600-h/PICT5486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmjkbT3YgTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-mcZesc-iME/s200/PICT5486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556138073030962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look who was at the other end of the tank slurping away the water. (I wouldn't be surprised if it accidentally swallowed down a guppy or two :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn6T3YgUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/J9_7QDhaZZs/s1600-h/PICT5489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn6T3YgUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/J9_7QDhaZZs/s200/PICT5489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559969183859010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7D3YgVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Vn3pRv3-2oU/s1600-h/PICT5490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7D3YgVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Vn3pRv3-2oU/s200/PICT5490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559982068760914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner dinner dinner! The food was reeeeaally really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7T3YgWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ypd3TnTSoxY/s1600-h/PICT5494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7T3YgWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ypd3TnTSoxY/s200/PICT5494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559986363728226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7z3YgXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/b1ySEYq5upc/s1600-h/PICT5501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjn7z3YgXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/b1ySEYq5upc/s200/PICT5501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559994953662834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Just before leaving Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished it would never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3592667040339849447?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3592667040339849447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3592667040339849447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3592667040339849447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3592667040339849447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-was-quite-fun-day-at-pulau.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rmjfoz3YgFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/njShr1fELwE/s72-c/PICT5436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-2817845692371252049</id><published>2007-06-06T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:15:47.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday turned out quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Eileen first in the afternoon and went to play some pool. She's good! Won me a number of times. ;p Then I made a sudden decision to get my hair cut. Hah, I look a little funny now. Anyways, we wanted to go to a place called 'Pitstop Cafe', where you can have your meal while playing board games. These board games can't be purchased off the shelves in Singapore, and from what I heard, it's actually pretty fun. :) Buuuuuut, unfortunately, we ran outta time. Never mind, I'll go another day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was down to Khatib to meet KC and Andre. There's this place where you can fish and get them to cook the fish that you've caught. Pretty cool. Buuuuuuut, again, unfortunately, it's only open to the public on weekends and public holidays. So, too bad for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLj3YgCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G2Z51rIapkE/s1600-h/PICT5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLj3YgCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G2Z51rIapkE/s200/PICT5412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072785109839020066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the name of the park-cum-restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLz3YgDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OoVM1IM_UVs/s1600-h/PICT5413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLz3YgDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OoVM1IM_UVs/s200/PICT5413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072785114133987378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLD3YgBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/slveiBEbJsE/s1600-h/PICT5410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLD3YgBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/slveiBEbJsE/s200/PICT5410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072785101249085458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how the park-cum-restaurant looks like.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Singapore could look this beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to have pizza over at KC's instead. We watched Freedom Writers while having dinner. Pizza, chicken, root beer float. Yum! :) Ah, but all good things must come to end. Soooo...it was home sweet home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYu_z3YgEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/diImVqlV4V0/s1600-h/PICT5417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYu_z3YgEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/diImVqlV4V0/s200/PICT5417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072793704068579394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken at the bus stop over at KC's place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 months away from O levels examinations, and I haven't started any revision yet. Sometimes people just need a little reminding. Gonna study at Billy Bombers with KC and Andre later. Time to get packing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-2817845692371252049?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/2817845692371252049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=2817845692371252049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2817845692371252049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/2817845692371252049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-turned-out-quite-well.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RmYnLj3YgCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G2Z51rIapkE/s72-c/PICT5412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8489364701466045177</id><published>2007-06-04T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:17:44.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I often wondered when I was young why people raise their hands in church. Just in case there are those like me, this is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial,Geneva,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I want men everywhere to lift up holy hands in prayer, without anger or disputing." 1 Tim 2:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to read the whole chapter I guess. Interesting stuff. If you're lazy to get your bum off the seat of your chair (like me), then you could visit &lt;a href="http://crosswalk.com/"&gt;crosswalk.com&lt;/a&gt;. Online bible. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go pack my stuff now. Swimming lesson coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8489364701466045177?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8489364701466045177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8489364701466045177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8489364701466045177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8489364701466045177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-often-wondered-when-i-was-young-why.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3886567753127478570</id><published>2007-06-01T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:27:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money is such a problem in this world. The saying goes, "money can't buy you everything". Yup, but money can buy almost just that. Which figures why some worship money. It's so easy to fall in this world we live in. Some are very fortunate to be able to afford high end products all the time, but some live by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so blessed to be right smack in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPMC sports event tomorrow. I'm praying it'll be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3886567753127478570?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3886567753127478570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3886567753127478570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3886567753127478570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3886567753127478570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/money-is-such-problem-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-5435232107625682565</id><published>2007-06-01T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:52:18.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/cO733Pq9W4s"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cO733Pq9W4s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cO733Pq9W4s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this while randomly looking through YouTube. Gave me a good laugh. Hehehe. The casts are a little familiar don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9siqym0hP8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9siqym0hP8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... This, would be something Louis would LOVE to do. Recognise the place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking through some of the Nokia phone models and I saw a few models that appealed to me. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_q_5jVSTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YX0mFdth1qs/s1600-h/e65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_q_5jVSTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YX0mFdth1qs/s200/e65.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071030088944142642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOKIA E65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_rAZjVSVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MAw7AD1j4L8/s1600-h/n76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_rAZjVSVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MAw7AD1j4L8/s200/n76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071030097534077266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOKIA N76&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_q_5jVSSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4TkCT5TsfSc/s1600-h/6120_classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_q_5jVSSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4TkCT5TsfSc/s200/6120_classic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071030088944142626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOKIA 6120 classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_rAJjVSUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qLwT9WnJuHU/s1600-h/n72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_rAJjVSUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qLwT9WnJuHU/s200/n72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071030093239109954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOKIA N72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best I found so far was the N76. But it's kinda costly. The N72 is the cheapest of the four, which gives me more reason to get that phone. :P (Eileen wants to get that phone too, coz there's a pink edition one.) And the 6120classic is not out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you guys think ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-5435232107625682565?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/5435232107625682565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=5435232107625682565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5435232107625682565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/5435232107625682565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-found-this-while-randomly-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/Rl_q_5jVSTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YX0mFdth1qs/s72-c/e65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-8138060599485371857</id><published>2007-05-29T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:07:16.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the whole day at home, trying to complete ONE Powerpoint presentation, and I'm not barely even near to completion. Gosh, I'm such a slow worker. Or maybe I'm just a perfectionist who isn't able to perfect anything. Ah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer crashed on me two days back. I can't even switch on that piece of metal. Uh, maybe pieceS of metal, and some bits of plastic here and there too. I'm getting lamer by the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a week for me. Met up with friends I haven't seen in quite a while, new swimming lessons, went with an old friend for jamming(or rather to listen to his band jam), played a whole afternoon of pool(Isaac taught Andre and I a new game played on the billiard table with poker cards and pool balls), attended iHope conference, attended a wedding, celebrated Grandma's birthday, plenty of church work, plus of course, the sad passing on of my IBM laptop. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me these few days. When I get home, I just want to lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling. And just stone. Till I have to get up and get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I were back at work. Complaining about the long hours, the stupid customers and laughing with colleges, then coming back home telling myself I deserve a good rest for the hard day's work. Then all I would have to worry about is work. Nothing else. Just work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, school term is starting and I've yet to find a part-time job. I think I'll just clear what I have to before looking for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, emo post today. I'll post a better one the next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-8138060599485371857?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/8138060599485371857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=8138060599485371857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8138060599485371857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/8138060599485371857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-spent-whole-day-at-home-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598312.post-3781361117772226408</id><published>2007-05-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T01:19:04.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got the belt I've been eying on for some time. It's a reversible belt from Giordano. Like it loads. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMbfRm3y7I/AAAAAAAAADY/JiMWWDcGgn8/s1600-h/PICT5325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMbfRm3y7I/AAAAAAAAADY/JiMWWDcGgn8/s200/PICT5325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067424229838277554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's brown on one side and black on another, so just turn the buckle over and you get a new belt! Er, well, sorta. Ah, whatever, I like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't swam in a long time. I went alone this morning to try and get myself back in the mood or momentum for exercising. Wah, I was gasping for air after a 2 laps. Bad bad bad. Plus my goggles snapped. Haha. Which gave me an excuse to end my exercise short. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After washing up and all, I bought a tuna bun at Cheers to eat. Trying to waste some time, I browsed through some magazines, and I ended up buying some fitness magazine. Teaches you what to eat and how to carry out the workouts required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMiRhm3y_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Zk02but4Pfk/s1600-h/PICT5326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMiRhm3y_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Zk02but4Pfk/s200/PICT5326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067431690196470770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha. I think I'm becoming a despo. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Douby Ghaut to meet Jie up after that. Wah, waited for her for over an hour! Goodness, I almost died of boredom. Ok, I exaggerate. Anyway, Jie wanted to get shoes to fit her dress she bought, so yeah, little brother must follow big sister lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alan at Takashimaya while walking around with Andre, waiting for KC and Eileen baby to come meet us for dinner together. After dinner, we still had some time to spare, so we walked around a little, and since my goggles snapped in the morning, I had to buy a new pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMhWBm3y-I/AAAAAAAAADw/6qz8cJh0bI0/s1600-h/PICT5330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMhWBm3y-I/AAAAAAAAADw/6qz8cJh0bI0/s200/PICT5330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067430667994254306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, so I got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I've been spending quite a lot recently. I needa budget. x.x&lt;br /&gt;That's about today.&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the sack. Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598312-3781361117772226408?l=justmemarcus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/feeds/3781361117772226408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598312&amp;postID=3781361117772226408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3781361117772226408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598312/posts/default/3781361117772226408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmemarcus.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-finally-got-belt-ive-been-eying-on.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRc~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06192896202424797866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APrLgVbVC0Q/RlMbfRm3y7I/AAAAAAAAADY/JiMWWDcGgn8/s72-c/PICT5325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
