<?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-7487435</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:37:24.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wings of the burning soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487435.post-114752458151140123</id><published>2006-05-13T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:49:41.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over</title><content type='html'>Exams finally over. Enjoying a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I don't actually have anything pressing to do...such a nice feeling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114752458151140123?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114752458151140123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114752458151140123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114752458151140123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114752458151140123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-over.html' title='Its over'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114674032091490773</id><published>2006-05-04T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:58:40.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neck deep in the merde</title><content type='html'>I am neck deep and drowning in the merde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 papers down, still a weeks worth to go. At least the fiasco that was Physics is over. IHS was stupid, wrote a commentary, not an essay. Didn't go off-context for Language Arts I, thats a bright spark. Pretty much expected the Core Math I paper. Although i actually *might* pass. I guess. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to mug Geography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114674032091490773?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114674032091490773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114674032091490773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114674032091490773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114674032091490773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/05/neck-deep-in-merde.html' title='Neck deep in the merde'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114406872863387374</id><published>2006-04-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:52:08.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear</title><content type='html'>CAETERIS PARIBUS. IN CAMILLAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paeta Camilla procis ambita et amata duobus&lt;br /&gt;Quorum pulchellus, sed brevis alter erat,&lt;br /&gt;Non formosus erat, sed erat longissimus alter.&lt;br /&gt;"Utrum horum mavis," virgo rogata rudis,&lt;br /&gt;Continuo hunc lustrans oculis, et brachia longa,&lt;br /&gt;Nasum, crura, pedes, omnia longa videns,&lt;br /&gt;Prudens respondit ad hoc (magis anne pudenter?)&lt;br /&gt;"Hunc longum volo, si caetera sunt paria."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Suiters did Camilla love and Court;&lt;br /&gt;One beautiful, in Stature yet but short:&lt;br /&gt;That other not so fair, but taller prov'd.&lt;br /&gt;The Maid b'ing ask'd which of them best she lov'd,&lt;br /&gt;She looking on the Taller, when she spies&lt;br /&gt;His Nose, Arms, Leggs, Feet, all of longest size,&lt;br /&gt;She thus, or Impudent, or prudent spake,&lt;br /&gt;"If all be like, I will this long Man take."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114406872863387374?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114406872863387374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114406872863387374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114406872863387374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114406872863387374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-dear.html' title='oh dear'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114389257086429496</id><published>2006-04-01T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:56:10.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4yr goodness</title><content type='html'>Its fun being a year 4 student. Oldest of the Yr 1-4 section, since the years 5 and 6 have their own community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEP camp is over. Ironic that the true year 4 GEPS didn't attend the camp, but the simulated-GEP IP students like me did. Outdoor survival was stupid to say the least. Pretty uninteresting, and the fact that a certain person was shouting all the time and generally treating it like a scout camp didn't help. Wish I could cave him his head with the backhoe. Either way, did minimal work, got the sec 3s to do most of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for NPCC Sea sortie today (Shock! Horrer!). Kinda surprised people like Malcomn and Loon didn't go. Despite the fact that I was the lowest ranked person in the ACSI squad, still didn't need to do anything since I'm Year 4. Love it. RGS apparently has a simulated NPSea unit. Their cadets are pretty silly though. Like they were taking notes during the useless talks and while we were upstairs we hear lots of laughing and giggling downstairs. I mean, whats so funny about MAPS?! Springfield didn't have alot of people. It seems that ACS had the most cadets there. And we get elitist treatment since we're 'Senior Cadets'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, I'm still swaying involuntarily. Stupid ship and choppy seas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114389257086429496?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114389257086429496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114389257086429496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114389257086429496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114389257086429496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/04/4yr-goodness.html' title='4yr goodness'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114335212944001079</id><published>2006-03-26T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:48:49.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>It should be a crime to wake up so early on saturday. Stupide track and field meet. I probably drained my entire iPod battery there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to LAN with Kevin, Kevyn, Julian and Jian Yang after that. Our standard games, Zero Hour and Dota. First game was pretty silly, as Jian Yang and Kevin teamed, while me and Julian teamed, and Kevyn remains all alone. I start scouting my base perimeter and such, and then realize Kevyn is encroaching upon it with HIS base, and so I start hitting him. Meanwhile, Julian and Kevin are embroiled in a fight to control the central area, while Jian Yang is doing whatever he does. Later, I aid Julian in penetrating Jian Yang's defenses and such, while sending a force to Kevyn's base and obliterating it. At this point something goes wrong and the game ends. Bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we try again. This time, a Free for All match on one of the maps I hate the most. Screened Julian abit, and discovered that Kevin lay to my north west and Kevyn to my south. Irritated Kevyn abit with some artillery fire at the back of his base, but they got killed. No Biggy. Meanwhile, Julian and Kevin are skirmishing. Seeing the limited resources, I start building a supply centre in between Kevyn and Jian Yang's base, a long distance from my own base. Just when its finished, one of Jian Yang's planes fly overhead and discovers it, and he commences an attack. I manage of completed a few gatling cannons and then proceed to turn it into a full fledged expansion base. I kept attacking Kevyn and Kevin periodically while increasing my cash supplies. Eventually I massed a relatively large force and assaulted Kevin's base, crippling it, but all my forces got killed. Meh. Amassed another force in my expansion and send it against Jian Yang, but was driven off without doing major damage. Later, I sent a diversion force of tanks, and then sneaked into his base and captured his Command Centre. It was pretty funny. Then Julian's game crashes and he disconnects. At this point I realize Kevin had expanded totally into the centre, so I build tow large forces of overlord tanks at both bases and send them at his central base. He sent his forces to take me out, but I drove them off and completedy trampled his base. Gameover for Kevin. Meanwhile, Kevyn finally got it into his head to kill off my expansion, so I sold everything there. Took my surviving overlordsand some new reinforcements and smashed them against Kevyn's base. Then the game totally crashes. So we move on to dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota was pretty standard, I just kept dying and such. Nothing new. Kevyn needs to be babysitted by someone else, or else he dies, because everyone else always kills him for easy exp/money when they see him. All in all pretty standard. Afterwards, I spent the remainder of my cash on hand to buy a bunch of comics, and then went out with my family for dinner at taka. Came home pretty late and crashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114335212944001079?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114335212944001079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114335212944001079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114335212944001079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114335212944001079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/03/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114233455556340212</id><published>2006-03-14T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T19:09:15.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>augh. i swear i will never ever go oversee another camp again. and my shift key isn't working, bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept through my alarm, was awoken by my mum at 7.15. Freaked out and did my morning routine in record time, then packed a small bag. Reached HPPS pretty early, and see kevin and mr ng chatting, so i head there. wait around with kevin until the camp start, where we get briefed. basically, we're supposed to 'help out' the instructors, aka we get to stone. which was what i proceeded to do. spent the whole time helping the instructor i was attached to get the attention of the p5s, fending off hyperactive p5s, secretly listening to my ipod, fending off hyperactive p5s and messaging jac and kev. oh, did i mention fending off hyperactive p5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jac arrived just as the camp ended, so me jac and kev head off to jel for dinner, arriving just as the lunch special ended. quite amusing, jac and kev had the same order as me, beef lasagne and pepsi. spent the time chatting about life, the universe and everything, coupled we me and kevin staring blankly at various worksheets jac had in her bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to take the bus back later. chatted with jac at the bus stop for nearly half an hour until 61 showed up. collapsed when i finally reached home. took a quick shower, and didn't wake up until 2pm today, tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114233455556340212?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114233455556340212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114233455556340212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114233455556340212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114233455556340212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/03/augh.html' title=''/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114213420511142019</id><published>2006-03-12T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:30:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>ZOMGWTF MY IPOD JUST CRASHED!!!!!11!!!ONE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114213420511142019?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114213420511142019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114213420511142019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114213420511142019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114213420511142019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/03/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114213391855880145</id><published>2006-03-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:25:18.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>Finally, some time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morn was nothing special, I snoozed through POD and math, counting down the minutes till school was out. later asked Jono if he could give me a lift to ken's place, but then he realized he hadn't told his parents that he was going to kens place or something, so i decided to wait for my mum, and when i finally reach kens house, jono's already there -,-, and asra was just leaving. Then as soon as my mum drives off, I realize i forgot to bring burnout revenge, gah. Anyway i watched ken jono and gabriel play xmen legends 2, then headed upstairs to watch people play the xbox. About this time deb and fiona arrive, so we head to kens room and start playing taiti for awhile, and i won more times than usual. And stupid ken did an insta win. Went to the com, went to youtube and loaded the Narutrix video and the Lord of the Yen video, which never fails to make me laugh. About this time jac arrives and the rest of the time i spend at kens house is playing tos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize i'm addicted to naruto. I've watched about 70 or 80 episodes already. gah. but you can't beat ninjas. until there's a ninja-pirate anime...hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114213391855880145?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114213391855880145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114213391855880145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114213391855880145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114213391855880145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114130301694633784</id><published>2006-03-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:36:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>bleah. trapped in a spiralling cycle of depression again. and just when i started feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looped all the songs on my ipod, and just happened to listen to 100 years and Photograph, which gets me thinking about my future, then i get scared that i'll lose contact with all that I know now, then i feel depressed, and then coz i feel depressed, I listen to more songs that make me more depressed, rinse and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did better than i expected for history. 69% isn't really that bad, considering I left my essay up till last minute, and only made one statement in the simulation. IHS was kinda okay too, I guess, and I didn't fail chem this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Larts is stupid. What kind of idoit prints out a freaking 6 page essay because of the leaked unseen and then shares it with the class, and then proceeds to write that much for an UNSEEN test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those idoits ought to be shot for making *US* take a retest as well. As if I have so much time for it. Gah. Idoits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114130301694633784?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114130301694633784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114130301694633784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114130301694633784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114130301694633784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/03/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114095452623288288</id><published>2006-02-26T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:48:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...I have walked among men and angels for three thousand years. Time has no end... no beginning... no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander the earth, seeking forgiveness for my horrible crimes against God and man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live to see death, destruction, over the light, but the light cannot be extinguished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a prison of my own demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114095452623288288?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114095452623288288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114095452623288288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114095452623288288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114095452623288288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114078382727679090</id><published>2006-02-24T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:23:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eriadinii</title><content type='html'>The Misinformed Topatoes of Eriadinii is a massive, devout nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape. Its hard-nosed, hard-working, intelligent population of 1.157 billion enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, pro-business government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law &amp; Order, Healthcare, and Public Transport. The average income tax rate is 73%, and even higher for the wealthy. A powerhouse of a private sector is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, followed by Uranium Mining and Gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Files ratings have hit an all-time low, university graduates and new home-owners toil in labour camps to work off their debts, organ donation rates are among the lowest in the region, and the government has started a campaign to crack down on road rage and encourage alternate means of commuting. Crime -- especially youth-related -- is crippling. Eriadinii's national animal is the Topato, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its currency is the drynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eriadinii is ranked 11th in the region and 19,028th in the world for Most Devout Nations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely to know I've been a nice leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114078382727679090?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114078382727679090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114078382727679090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114078382727679090'/><link rel='self' 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where I grew up&lt;br /&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;br /&gt;I never knew we'd ever went without&lt;br /&gt;The second floor is hard for sneaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I went to school&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;br /&gt;I must have done it half a dozen times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if It's too late&lt;br /&gt;Should i go back and try to graduate&lt;br /&gt;Life's better now then it was back then&lt;br /&gt;If I was them I wouldn't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the old arcade&lt;br /&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;br /&gt;The cops hated us hangin' out&lt;br /&gt;They say somebody went and burned it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;And sing along with every song we know&lt;br /&gt;We said someday we'd find out how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's the first girl I kissed&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;br /&gt;She's had a couple of kids since then&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her since god knows when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that town&lt;br /&gt;I miss the faces&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase&lt;br /&gt;You can't replace it&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to leave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could I relive those days&lt;br /&gt;I know the one thing that would never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;br /&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I do it makes me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114069683931908359?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114069683931908359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114069683931908359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114069683931908359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114069683931908359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-song.html' title='just a song'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114051760616930627</id><published>2006-02-21T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:26:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>woke up with a crazy headache and a blasted nose. so decided screw school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor later where i get an mc for today and tomorrow, but since its chem test tomorrow, my good doctor advises me to stay in school, take the chem test, then go home directly after and sleep, oh and spend the whole of today sleeping too. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, took medicine which made me drowsy and fell asleep. woke up at about 2 when kevin called and said the hovercraft comp is tmr and construction hadn't even started, then wants to use my house. i'd agree, except that i'm FUCKING SICK AND I AM TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP AS PER DOCTORS ORDERS. usually i'd bash him for asking stupid questions, but i was too sleepy. woke up again later at about 3 and went to finish up chem work and study. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. back to work. or sleep. whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114051760616930627?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114051760616930627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114051760616930627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Well, one look at my blog URL and you can see that. No need to do some crazy test to find that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114043512124512694?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114043512124512694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114043512124512694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114043512124512694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114043512124512694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my.html' title='oh my'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114036019444859748</id><published>2006-02-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:43:14.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt=ColorQuiz.com src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width=120 height=32&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tynnah took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seeks the determination and elasticity of will nec..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;picked1=2,0,7,1,5,3,4,6,3&amp;picked2=2,1,7,0,5,6,3,4,4&amp;sex=Male&amp;blog_name=Tynnah"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114036019444859748?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114036019444859748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114036019444859748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114036019444859748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114036019444859748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/meh_19.html' title='meh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114035886831193486</id><published>2006-02-19T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:21:08.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>WE WERE BLOGGERS WELL BEFORE BLOGGING BECAME COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I was a geek well before geeks became cool. So why do all these new-generation bloggers get all the spotlight &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114035886831193486?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114035886831193486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114035886831193486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114035886831193486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114035886831193486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-114000442470235085</id><published>2006-02-15T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:53:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dayaftervday</title><content type='html'>okay, maybe valentines day wasn't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ac holiday today, kev and julian came over for the semi-usual. Liberated the galaxy with julian in battlefront 2, while kevin played dota. Then later julian plays the missions. And I also play a two games of m:tg with kev (and losing twice, but thats expected), and then some Burnout Revenge (TRIPLE EXPLOSIVE PAYBACK! BAHAHA!). And after julian leaves, I watch kev play some burnout takedown. Anyway, all not very important. Oh, and everything in my house was still in one piece after they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've realized that of the 5 or 6 stories I've written, I've only actually completed one of them, with the rest of them being scrapped when I lost interest. Not a very good track record. Gonna write another long story/fanfic soon, and I'll probably finish it this time. I need the practice in writing anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-114000442470235085?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/114000442470235085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=114000442470235085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114000442470235085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/114000442470235085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/dayaftervday.html' title='dayaftervday'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113975900846202530</id><published>2006-02-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:43:28.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://kevan.org/johari?name=Tynnah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour and do that =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113975900846202530?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113975900846202530/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>TUSOUD</title><content type='html'>Old Godzilla was hopping around&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo City like a big playground&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly Batman burst from the shade&lt;br /&gt;and hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade&lt;br /&gt;Godzilla got pissed and began to attack&lt;br /&gt;but didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq&lt;br /&gt;who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu&lt;br /&gt;when Aaron Carter came out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal&lt;br /&gt;then they both got flattened by the Batmobile&lt;br /&gt;but before it could make it back to the Batcave&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave&lt;br /&gt;and took an AK47 out from under his hat&lt;br /&gt;and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat&lt;br /&gt;but he ran out of bullets and he ran away&lt;br /&gt;because Optimus Prime came to save the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny&lt;br /&gt;good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime&lt;br /&gt;like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime&lt;br /&gt;and then Shaq came back covered in a tire track&lt;br /&gt;but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back&lt;br /&gt;and Batman was injured, and trying to get steady&lt;br /&gt;when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones took him out with his whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind&lt;br /&gt;and he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;'cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed&lt;br /&gt;and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist&lt;br /&gt;then he jumped in the air and did a summersault&lt;br /&gt;while Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault&lt;br /&gt;onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air&lt;br /&gt;then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny&lt;br /&gt;good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels sang out in immaculate chorus&lt;br /&gt;down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;who delivered a kick which could shatter bones&lt;br /&gt;into the crotch of Indiana Jones&lt;br /&gt;who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain&lt;br /&gt;as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne&lt;br /&gt;but Chuck saw through his clever disguise&lt;br /&gt;and he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White and&lt;br /&gt;"Monty Python and the Holy Grail"'s Black Knight and&lt;br /&gt;Benito Mussolini and The Blue Meanie and&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie&lt;br /&gt;Robocop, the Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader&lt;br /&gt;Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger&lt;br /&gt;Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,&lt;br /&gt;Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan&lt;br /&gt;all came out of no where lightning fast&lt;br /&gt;and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass&lt;br /&gt;it was the bloodiest battle the world ever saw&lt;br /&gt;with civilians looking on total awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fight raged on for a century&lt;br /&gt;many lives were claimed, but eventually&lt;br /&gt;the champion stood, the rest saw their better:&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny&lt;br /&gt;good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown...&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown...&lt;br /&gt;this is the Ultimate Showdown...&lt;br /&gt;of Ultimate Destiny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113975177081018600?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113975177081018600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=113975177081018600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113975177081018600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113975177081018600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/tusoud.html' title='TUSOUD'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113974121667178271</id><published>2006-02-12T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:46:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh.</title><content type='html'>"And the LORD spake, saying, first shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three. No more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, is counted, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113974121667178271?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113974121667178271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=113974121667178271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113974121667178271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113974121667178271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/heh_12.html' title='Heh.'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113963894417383669</id><published>2006-02-11T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T14:22:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh.</title><content type='html'>My parents are off on holiday, leaving me and my sister alone at home. Its a wonder I haven't killed her or myself yet, knowing how much we annoy each other with our very presences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's boring. Now that the start-year overseas trips and CNY is over, as well as the mish-mash of events, its business-as-usual. All I have to look forward to is mind-numbingly boring lessons every day. Meh. And homework. I'm actually doing my homework and handing it up on time, which is rather of a surprise. For instance, yesterday, instead of goofing off/sleeping during the math lesson after the O lvl people went to get their results (about 3/4 of our class neway), I started doing the math homework assigned together with Arjun and Philip. Arjun stopped math and started finishing up his physics practical worksheet, an act that made me go "O.o you haven't finished that yet?". Amazing, a piece of homework I actually finished before Arjun. Interesting, in a way. Anyway I did one math question, took a look at the next one and gave up. Which is still better than usual anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I sprained my ankle playing soccer. Bad omen. First time I play soccer with fab, kenny and co against the mainstreamers, I try to do a header and on the way down, land awkwardly. Probably is a sign that I shouldn't play during the interclass soccer tourny. But whatever. Anyway my ankle still hurts like crap. All in all pretty standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before that, there was the fiasco which was POD lesson (Why am I recounting events backward? Hmm). Went down to the class, waited a long while, then apparently the rest decided that the teacher wasn't cominc and went off. Ian Daryl Eric and Chongwee ran off to the library, while me Ding Arjun and Kenny walked around the school, first to the library, then to the front office (where we discovered our teacher wasn't absent), then to the humanities staff room (where we discovered our teacher wasn't located there), then back to class where we told the other POD teacher that our teacher was AWOL. So we sat in on his lesson and basically slacked off the whole lesson and then went for recess early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Sitting around playing random online games, feeling bored. Next time, I'll save homework for the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113963894417383669?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113963894417383669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=113963894417383669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113963894417383669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113963894417383669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/meh_11.html' title='Meh.'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113932364093108590</id><published>2006-02-07T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:47:20.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>My, I'm doin lots of quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1104014769loner.jpg'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Loner&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Loner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='69' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Drama nerd&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Stoner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='44' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;44%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Ghetto gangsta&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='44' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;44%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Goth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='44' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;44%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Geek&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Prep/Jock/Cheerleader&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='25' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Punk/Rebel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='19' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;19%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=987'&gt;What&amp;#039;s 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/meh.html' title='meh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113931337271909378</id><published>2006-02-07T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:56:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Darren&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Darren!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The liquid inside Darren can be used as a substitute for blood plasma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banging your head against Darren uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On stone temples in southern India, there are more than 30 million carved images of Darren.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Influenza got its name because people believed the disease was caused by the evil "influence" of Darren.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darren has enough fat to produce 32 bars of soap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The moon is 400 times closer to the Earth than Darren, and 400 times smaller.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Darren-fighting market in the Philippines is huge - several thousand Darren-fights take place there every day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you put a drop of liquor on Darren, he will go mad and sting himself to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darren was named after Darren the taxi driver in Frank Capra's 'It's a Wonderful Life'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people in Malaysia bathe their babies in beer to protect them from Darren!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113931337271909378?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113931337271909378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=113931337271909378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113931337271909378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113931337271909378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-113914098692347427</id><published>2006-02-05T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:03:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes its back</title><content type='html'>For convenience's sake, this blog has been revived. I will be using this in conjunction with my other blog at MSNSpaces. This is because I find blogger better for posting long rantages or daily-event recounts, while I prefer MSNSpaces for random thoughts, comments and such. The link to that blog is down by the linkage section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably update this blog weekly and such, but also keep a tagboard around so anyone dropping by can have conversations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-113914098692347427?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/113914098692347427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=113914098692347427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113914098692347427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/113914098692347427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2006/02/yes-its-back.html' title='Yes its back'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112281289265684480</id><published>2005-07-31T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:28:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend woes</title><content type='html'>Hmm, such an interesting weekend. Where to start? Ah, from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;NDP rehearsal.Got a cold so I didn't march. So many call me a slacker. Hmm. Lessons were uninteresting. After school, went to check if there was any training, but NP room was locked. Ah wo'eva. Decided to take the bus back, but I was so darn sleepy. Got on 14 instead of 74. Fell asleep and didn't wake until clementi station, so I got out there and tried to take another bus back. Fell asleep AGAIN though. Stupid me. Then took a taxi back coz I was hopelessly lost. Nearly left my stuff on the taxi, but remembered just in time. Then, went to the 7th floor instead and trired toopen 07-04 instead of 05-04. Gah. Embarassing. Managed to run down the stairs before anyone answered. Bah. Snoozed the rest of the day. Then, the aircon in my room blows up. Gah. So now my temp bedroom is the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much except went to watch Stealth. Recommend you don't watch it. Its like a freaking videogame. All highspeed adrenaline, no story, lousy characters. The planes look pretty cool though. And EDI is stupid. Instead of using his twin cannons to blow up a helicopter, he chooses to kamikaze. Wierd. Finished up homework at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Completed the rest of my homework, then went to play LAN with Kevin Julian Jianyang and James.&lt;br /&gt;GAME 1: ZERO HOUR&lt;br /&gt;Darren vs James vs Jianyang vs Julian&lt;br /&gt;China vs Infantry vs Laser vs Airforce&lt;br /&gt;Built a ring of gat cannons and such, and built up a battlemaster strike force. Stupid Julian carpetbombed me, and sent couple of attacks.&lt;br /&gt;Sent my battlemasters to hit james coz his base was relatively undefended, but got spotted by julian, who blows up some of my tanks and then my strike force is defeated by Julian, although I'm attacking James in a FFA match. Weird. Then later its just basically me harassing Jianyang with Helixes while my base is slowly blasted apart by Julian. Managed to bblow up airfield full of King Raptors though, HAH. Then Jianyang, who's base is damaged by my constant harrasments and such, is blow apart by Julian. Then Julian goes to hit James, but James had amassed a large enough army and charged Julian. Lol, Julian managed to kill off all the units before they came in range of his base. Funny. Then the rest of the game was Julian blowing apart James' base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME 2: ZERO HOUR&lt;br /&gt;Darren and Jianyang vs Julian and James vs Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Nuke and Stealth vs &lt;2 china teams&gt; vs Demo&lt;br /&gt;A rather stupid match. I was situated away from the others so I could build in relative peace. Poor kevin got placed right beside Julian, so his usual tactics couldn't work. Jianyang proceeds to build up his base and fill it with black markets. James built a nuke, so I built one too, and then so did Julian. Not sure what was happening at the other side of the map, but apparently Julian and Kevin were having a slugging match. Jianyang placed a shitload of quad cannons to protect his base from the China base above him, but then I kindly informed him that that was my base and I was his TEAMMATE. Idiot. Built a bunch of nuke cannons and went to hit James' nuke silo, then killed some other stuff before they got the nuke cannons. Then, built a bunch of inferno cannons, hit some stuff, then retreated them to Jianyang's base, where they died from hostile carpet bombs. Sneaked Black Lotus into James' base and captured much of it, blew up the rest with nuke MiGs. Julian then built some stuff in James' base. Either way, James was screwed. Julian was getting pretty ticked with Kevin, then asked for a temporary truce. Built a squad of Overlords, then waited. EMPed the defenses and chionged. Kevin's base wasn't really heavily defended so punched through easily, blasted the annoying popup scuds and then did a sweep. Nuked his outpost, and then he surrendered. Although, Julian also attacked at the same time, and I erm...accidently blew apart his nuke cannons He then used neutron shells and blasted my overlords. Bugger. Built a squad of battlemasters next. Hit Julian's base a few times, with nukes, nuke MiGs, EMPs, then it was just mop up and julian spammed Red Guards. Hilarious. So anyway, we win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME 3: BATTLEFIELD 2&lt;br /&gt;Okay this was just screwed up. Didn't know who was who and whatever, and my teammates kept d/cing, so it was just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME 4: DOTA 6.09&lt;br /&gt;MM. Dota. Teamed with Julian and Kevin, vs Jianyang and James.Chose the troll guy, Kev chose goblin guy, and Julian chose crystal maiden. James took lightning rev and Jianyang took n'aix. Basically its just a lesson in ownage, as jianyang repeatedly slew us. Meh. Julian and Kevin were useless. I managed to get one kill meh. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever. Ice cream time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112281289265684480?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112281289265684480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112281289265684480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112281289265684480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112281289265684480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/weekend-woes.html' title='Weekend woes'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112255698291223834</id><published>2005-07-28T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:23:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so tired</title><content type='html'>Its amazing that I'm doing work these days. Lots of it. I work during school and listen during lessons, do my homework, yadda yadda. I mean, I even did research during IHS, and asked some questions about topics for the report. Although one part of me is a little bit proud, it seems to be draining my very lifeforce. &lt;br /&gt;I've always known that my body burns hotter than usual. I can't stand cold water, and because i bathe so much in warm/hot water, my body actually gives out heat. Nowadays, it seems to be burning hotter than usual. I'm spending more energy. Also, I'm sleeping alot more than usual. Sleep earlier, wake later, collapse alot during the day. Even fell asleep on the bus without realizing it until it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm tired. So very tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112255698291223834?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112255698291223834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112255698291223834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112255698291223834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112255698291223834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-tired.html' title='so tired'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112220619578748276</id><published>2005-07-24T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T19:56:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owowowow</title><content type='html'>Owowowowowowowowowowowow stubbed my toe on my xbox arghhh it huuuuuuurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, LAN today at Bukit Timah. Got there around 12.45, discover that eric and co hae just left church and Kevin was delayed. Waited around for awhile, spotted kevin at the lifts, then followed him all the way to KFC. He then calls me and asks me where I was. I reply, "Behind You." Hilarious and boliao. So, Kev eats lunch and then we go meet the others. Then, headed to the LAN centre to play dota. I kinda understand why people like to play it now. Its fun in a sort of way. First round was orientation round for newbies like me and chris to get used to it. Subsequent games I put up some very n00bish behaviour (pushing, KSing, etc). Either way, I was just being an idiot. Heck. Then, me and Kev boot up Battlefield 2. I tired of it after awhile, and then just watch Kev play, or own the bots. Then, I tell him to try to use the chopper. Hilarious. Meh. Then went to KFC to snack. Then, go back home. Pretty uneventful all in all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112220619578748276?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112220619578748276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112220619578748276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112220619578748276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112220619578748276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/owowowow.html' title='Owowowow'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112212625675079718</id><published>2005-07-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:44:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmh</title><content type='html'>Hmm. That shouldn't have happened. Corrective measures have been taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, NDP practice was totally fucked up. I mean, we all went to NP room early, then we're kept there for so damn long. Then when we go to parade ground, kena pushup positions for being late. Bah. Then stupid Keith Tan bitches at us. Stupid cock. Then later 2 hours of sedia/senandi-ri and whatnot. Shiz. Then afterwards, kept back to practice marching and pandan tekanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Can't be bothered to write more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112212625675079718?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112212625675079718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112212625675079718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112212625675079718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112212625675079718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/mmh.html' title='mmh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112186512411256974</id><published>2005-07-20T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:12:04.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMS</title><content type='html'>This new Darren is freaking me out. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. History. He was paying attention during presentations instead of reading the textbook. And he also handed up the history writeup which he had already done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, LangArts A. He annotated and underlined alot and remembered every word loh chin ee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chem. He didn't sleep. At all. He also understood every thing Bill Chia said, and even calculated one of the oxidisation numbers and answered out loud before I even realised it. It was so fast it even freaked me out. And it was correct. *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, pre-physics, he actually went to help bring the books from the admin office back to class, humming as he did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was pretty normal. I pay attention anyway, so nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog. Paying attention instead of sleeping. And he even started planning answers for the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMath. Took out the math file and complained to Seow that he had all the assignments and so the file wasn't complete. Then, started organising MPP surveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO. Delivered a report on survey status before being asked to, then started hounding the others for survey forms and also outlining what to do by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was co-op. Generally standard co-op behavious, but he's a stickler for rules. Such as "No food in co-op" and "Don't-leave-the-cash-register-unattended". Then during closing accounts, filled up the accounts book and handled after-accounts-closed sales, and even changed money with customers to there would be exact change. Then did more freaky superfast calculation when Law was counting money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I'm scared of this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112186512411256974?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112186512411256974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112186512411256974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112186512411256974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112186512411256974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/oms.html' title='OMS'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112169901892666595</id><published>2005-07-18T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:03:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance vs Intellectual</title><content type='html'>It pains me to see so many of my friends burdened by the curse of being smart, forced to be intellectual. Yes, you heard me. Forced. For many, critical thinking has become second nature, and that turns many into cynics, disillusioned with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the old saying "Ignorance is bliss"? They were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I find the best way is the meditate, to retreat into my inner core. To throw off the shackles of being smart. To truly be a child once again, innocent and carefree, with no need to analyse and think. To be a moron, not meant as an insult, but as an esape from being smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants help for this, drop me a line. I'll be more than happy to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112169901892666595?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112169901892666595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112169901892666595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112169901892666595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112169901892666595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/ignorance-vs-intellectual.html' title='Ignorance vs Intellectual'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112169367954242657</id><published>2005-07-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:34:39.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daaaayaam</title><content type='html'>Damn, I'm tired. For some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many free periods today. Math teacher not around, so thats an hour free. Then, 2 periods of recess. Then of course, IHS. Joseph Wong rocks. Let us off 40 minutes early. Then, after that History. 2 more free periods, since ALvin Tan wasn't around. Well, technically it wasn't a free period since wenhad to work, but Ryan SAID he'd completed the presentation and I have no choice but to trust him,although it goes against all instinct to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the stupid, stupid co-op committee meeting. Only 6 showed up. Then next, 2 hours of discussion of various topics. Tiring. And whats more, I just had to have a giant allergy attack, and run out of tissue. Stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, came home and collapsed. Didn't wake till 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, another interesting thing. After IHS, we noticed a giant pool of water at our door, and when we opened the closet beside the door, we discovered the water pipes had sprung multiple leaks. rofl. Then we went outside and discovered that all the sec 3 classes in our block had leaky pipes and water was flowing out/We were lucky, as some of the other classes were totally soaked. Me and Kev went to check if 3.8 had the same problem. They did, and only noticed when they saw us looking in the class to check. Later, we discovered that the whole block of us, not only the sec 3s, had flooded classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to ACS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112169367954242657?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112169367954242657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112169367954242657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112169367954242657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112169367954242657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/daaaayaam.html' title='Daaaayaam'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112135170334695198</id><published>2005-07-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:35:03.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Rather interesting few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday saw the systematic subduing of Eric and then subsequently giving him a wedgie. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was the swimming finals. The prefects should never have given the drum-pails to shouren and jmac. With our help, we managed to smash both to bits, and then the prefects refused to give us anymore. Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praised by 3 teachers today. Such a rarity. Chinese cause I was faithfully doing my work in class, IHS coz I finished up the worksheet so damn fast, although I never did any work at home, and Mathcoz I handed up 4 assignments owed. Rock, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. I'm so damn bored. Time to let my imagination run wild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112135170334695198?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112135170334695198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112135170334695198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112135170334695198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112135170334695198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112108763572416709</id><published>2005-07-11T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:13:55.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>Hmm,found a rather interesting game toplay. Taken from a webcomic/online novel. Called Duelling Truths. Kinda like Truth or Dare. Except its both. And for two players. For instance, player one will say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;Question, eg who do you like, must be truth&gt; or alt, do a dare, &lt;dare&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Player two will have to choose one, either answer the question OR do there dare, but cannot avoid both. Then, player two will be able to do it back to player one, and it'll continue until one of them refuses to do the dare or answer the question. Then,forfeit *snicker*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, both become too uncomfortable and call the game off. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112108763572416709?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112108763572416709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112108763572416709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112108763572416709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112108763572416709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112100334308650510</id><published>2005-07-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:50:56.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/reflective.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Lake, No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Georgia O'Keeffe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousartareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="250" align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Slanguage Profile&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D1D1D1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aussie Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D6D6D6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canadian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBDBDB"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New England Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DFDFDF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prison Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E4E4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;British Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E9E9E9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victorian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southern Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatslanguagedoyouspeakquiz/"&gt;What Slanguage Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was arrogant, acting like the dictator of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, ne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112100334308650510?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112100334308650510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112100334308650510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112100334308650510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112100334308650510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112100299091397296</id><published>2005-07-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:43:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Pft. My WCIII/TFT CDs are missing. Last I saw them Eric said he wanted to borrow them. Then he says he didn't take them. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get whats the deal with DotA. Why does everyone play it? It doesn't really look pretty interesting. I prefer other games. Heck, I didn't even enjoy playing WCIII for that matter. Going online to get raped by people better than me but claim they suck SO they can rape my ass just doesn't cut it. Heck, I even prefer C&amp;C: Generals. And CS. At least then you KNOW you suck, so you don't go to play with people who will obviously own you. Unless you like that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to DotA. Seriously, can someone tell me why its so fun? Indeed, controlling a single hero and trying to blow up your opponent's base with help from other people and NPCs while being repelled by other players and NPCs is kinda fun, but if I wanted to play that sort of thing, DotA wouldn't be the game I'd be using. Probably one of the D&amp;D franchises. Or even better, something like Battlefield 2, where its actually more fun coz its first person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weapon recipes and all that are rather unique, but of course, its WCIII. 6 slot inventories have given me grief sometimes. Or maybe its just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112100299091397296?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112100299091397296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112100299091397296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112100299091397296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112100299091397296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112074942831498517</id><published>2005-07-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:17:08.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 1 year of crud</title><content type='html'>Oh wow, I just realized my blog is 1 yr 1 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 months of crap. Go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112074942831498517?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112074942831498517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112074942831498517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112074942831498517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112074942831498517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/celebrating-1-year-of-crud.html' title='Celebrating 1 year of crud'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-112073643175388159</id><published>2005-07-07T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T19:40:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have returned</title><content type='html'>After so long, I have finally decided to return to my home on the web which is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I have to rant about. oh yeah, braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I got used to having all my upper teeth caged, the evil dentist comes again and cages my lower ones. now i cannot eat. And there are spikes in the molar rings that poke my tongue. I cannot eat, cannot drink, cannot talk without feeling pain. Damn, i talk more retardedly than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....boredom is taking over me. Spending most of my free time on the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the IB symposium. Kinda boring and stupid really. At least we got to walk around yesterday. Jurong East is a fascinating and yet confusing place. A strange mix of old and new. And today, early release since the teachers don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny and Eric came over today to work on the project. Finished rather quickly, and then I showed them how to be an ass in Zero Hour. Then they download all sorts of stuff on my com, like liero X. Was supposed to tutor kenny in how to play halo 2 well, but just ended kicking his and eric's ass. People don't call me a master for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, can't be bothered to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.&lt;br /&gt;Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, creative, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-112073643175388159?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/112073643175388159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=112073643175388159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112073643175388159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/112073643175388159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-returned.html' title='I have returned'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111849463269525660</id><published>2005-06-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T20:57:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft</title><content type='html'>This is a post. I am doing this because I feel like it. So there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111849463269525660?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111849463269525660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111849463269525660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111849463269525660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111849463269525660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/06/pfft.html' title='Pfft'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111789540567722539</id><published>2005-06-04T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:40:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A challenge</title><content type='html'>I wish to challenge those who own a PSP to beat my Lumines hi score, on 1 player challenge mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hi-score is: 84,059&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I leave you with quotes from the last Halo lanfest:&lt;br /&gt;"I killed t3h pain!!!! I am t3h pain killer!!!" -Jono afer killing Tim (Player name: "t3h pain!!!!").&lt;br /&gt;"You all suck, Breast Cancer has the highest kills." -Comment by observer on Julian's (Player name: "Breast Cancer") kills.&lt;br /&gt;"I got killed by Fear!"-Kevyn after being killed by Darren (Player name: "Fear").&lt;br /&gt;"WHATTHEFUCK"-Kevin after being stuck 2 plasma grenades at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;"WHATTHEFUCK"-Kevin after being blasted apart by a rocket that came from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;"Swords and Shotguns? What the fuck?!"-Darren after seeing the gametype.&lt;br /&gt;"WHOA!"-Edward after the warthog blew apart in a dazzling pyrotechnic blow.&lt;br /&gt;"Waitaminute..."-Kevyn commenting on a strange blue glow on his viewscreen a second before he died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111789540567722539?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111789540567722539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111789540567722539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111789540567722539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111789540567722539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/06/challenge.html' title='A challenge'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111729341324920911</id><published>2005-05-28T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T23:16:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, an Update</title><content type='html'>No, this blog is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neither am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an eternity, I have decided to update. Its been a long time, and just too much have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly, schools out. I was kinda shocked at my results. Flunked Physics, Chem and CMath, did horrible for History, of all subjects. When I don't study, i get barely passing grades. When I DO study, the same thing happens. Maybe its just my methods of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm mood swinging all over the place. One moment I'm vaguely happy and the next I'm deep in the pits of depression. Constantly shifting mood and my thoughts are incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather bad combination, it seems. I have only gone for 1 day of school this week. Lets see now, Monday was a hliday, Tuesday I was vomiting, Wednesday I went to school but felt horrible, Thursday I got a serious cold, Friday as PTM *shudder*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking on Thursday, Alvin Tan, Julian and Kevin came to visit, just to talk and attempt to bring me out of depression and such. The talk really helped, thanks guys. Of course, Julian and KEv were only there coz they wanted to play Halo 2 on my Xbox Don't think I don't know, you leechers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, movies. Watched Revenge of the Sith and Madagascar. My comments:&lt;br /&gt;ROTS: Aside from all the mostly nice fighting and effects, the movie was pretty much very shitty. Seriously. Grievous isn't a very convincing bad guy, and Palpatine is pathetic. The acting seriously sucks too. Its only saving grace is the mostly decent fight scenes and such (and Obi-Wan's fight versus Grievous does not count, it was retarded). Also, attempts at humour at the start of the movie just didn't quite cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar: Pretty interesting movie, something I would recommend. Don't bother about the plot or story, there isn't one. However, it is pretty hilarious and it had me in stitches for most of the movie. Its mostly brainless hilarity, so go ahead and just watch it for relaxation since there's nothing deep there. And did I mention there are some pretty cute stuff there too? So go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my blog post. So until next time, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111729341324920911?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111729341324920911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111729341324920911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111729341324920911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111729341324920911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-update.html' title='Yes, an Update'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111556180028308394</id><published>2005-05-08T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:16:40.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go vader!</title><content type='html'>Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://darthside.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111556180028308394?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111556180028308394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111556180028308394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111556180028308394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111556180028308394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/05/go-vader.html' title='Go vader!'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111536874750884769</id><published>2005-05-06T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T16:39:07.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it begins</title><content type='html'>And so it begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test Week is upon us. Doom to all those trapped within those walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we survive this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111536874750884769?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111536874750884769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111536874750884769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111536874750884769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111536874750884769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-so-it-begins.html' title='and so it begins'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111424106609532617</id><published>2005-04-23T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:24:26.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poo</title><content type='html'>What the hell. I can't even access my own blog. Well whoop-de-fucking-doo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111424106609532617?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111424106609532617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111424106609532617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111424106609532617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111424106609532617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/poo.html' title='poo'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111348618348545690</id><published>2005-04-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:43:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suits me to a d</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dicepool.com/catalog/quiz.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dicepool.com/catalog/images/splats/sarcastic.jpg" height="200px" width="400px" alt="I am a d8"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dicepool.com/catalog/quiz.php"&gt;Take the quiz at dicepool.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use trying to fight it, you're an eight-sided die, a d8. A fine example of simple elegance, the d8 is one of the least appreciated types of dice, and is often neglected. You are known to be quiet and shy, outward traits that conceal viscous sarcasm and mean wit. You are very smart, yet wise enough to hide your intelligence the quicker they found out how smart you are, the sooner they'll put you to work, which is something you can do without. People call you dark and pessimistic, or moody and cynical. You find little point in arguing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111348618348545690?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111348618348545690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111348618348545690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111348618348545690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111348618348545690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/suits-me-to-d.html' title='suits me to a d'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111322195118580004</id><published>2005-04-11T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:19:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>When one has recurring dreams, what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 nights i've had the same dream in a row. It always starts out and ends out the same:&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking along a strange hallway, its dark and dimly lit. The whole place is metallic, and kinda creepy. I always wander awhile, then suddenly I feel a presence, and then it gets darker. I stop and look around, then I hear strange noises. I start to run down the corridor. I hear shuffling and noises before me. I turn around, and there are these.......things chasing me. I run down the corridor, and end up in a large room.  Then, I see even more of those nightmarish things streaming in. I find a pole on the ground, and start hitting the closest ones, while moving towards another corridor. Then, one of those things leap on me and then I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, what could it possibly mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111322195118580004?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111322195118580004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111322195118580004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111322195118580004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111322195118580004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111305612223978261</id><published>2005-04-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:16:29.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am the monument to all your sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...I have walked among men and angels for three thousand years. Time has no end... no beginning... no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander the earth, seeking forgiveness for my horrible crimes against God and man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live to see death, destruction, over the light, but the light cannot be extinguished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a prison of my own demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111305612223978261?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111305612223978261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111305612223978261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111305612223978261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111305612223978261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-monument-to-all-your-sins.html' title='i am the monument to all your sins'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111295350502950193</id><published>2005-04-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:45:05.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quickpost</title><content type='html'>a quick post while i wait for the Lord of the Caverns to spawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revelation has taken up all of my time on the com ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boring week. nothing to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is like a claypot" =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111295350502950193?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111295350502950193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111295350502950193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111295350502950193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111295350502950193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/quickpost.html' title='quickpost'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111263008722249556</id><published>2005-04-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:54:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>To those people who want an update on this blog, here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is *my* blog, which means I update it as and when I like it, y'hear me? I don't update it coz you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to know what happened during the band concert, just head over to someone else who went as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111263008722249556?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111263008722249556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111263008722249556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111263008722249556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111263008722249556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/04/public-service-announcement.html' title='Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111201346865252487</id><published>2005-03-28T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:37:48.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay okay</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been updating either of my blogs recently, but I'll do so when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, last weekend was spent at Genting. Road trip, two ways. Got up early Friday, looong bus trip to cable car station, cable car up to Genting. Rest of the day at the arcade. Saturday, thought about going to the themepark and tackling all the coasters, and it rains. Just my luck. So hold up in the arcades. Sunday morning, yet another road trip back. And oh yeah, I seem to have caught a cold. Yay. Thats my boring weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111201346865252487?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111201346865252487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111201346865252487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111201346865252487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111201346865252487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay-okay.html' title='okay okay'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111141909542128148</id><published>2005-03-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:32:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, whoa</title><content type='html'>http://sky.prohosting.com/gssq/writings/girl.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, whoa. A must read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111141909542128148?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111141909542128148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111141909542128148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111141909542128148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111141909542128148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/like-whoa.html' title='Like, whoa'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111122076364434225</id><published>2005-03-19T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T16:26:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back</title><content type='html'>I am back to haunt you all. BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! Okay looong update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Went to church, realized Ken was at Yam's church, took a bus there and met Ken Yam and Jono. After that went to Ginza for more LAN Generals fun. Myself as USA Superweapon, Yam as USA Laser, Ken as USA Air Force and Jono as China Nuke on Twilight flame. Game start, me and Ken form an alliance of sorts. I start fortifying my base abit. Did a CIA Intel as soon as I got it and found a base near mine. Skirmished with it, happened to be yam. Either way got my particle cannon up, he got his particle cannon up, start blasting away at each other and such, with me sending a few aurora alphas every now and then, though not too often. His base was just about swarming with laser turrets. Ken and Jono were skirmishing, so then I build up an attack force and send it Jono's way. Yam too. Jono blows up my force and massacres all my infantry with his gatling cannons. So I send Burton in, and Ken's comanches rape the base too. Jono loses. Then, I turn my attention to Ken. C4ed a portion of his base until Yam attacks my defense array with a particle cannon strike then sends an assault wave. Fought it off with massed missile defenders and continued demolishing Ken's base. Boom. Ken loses. Yam then proceeds to send 2 more assault waves, each larger than the first, and all falling prey to my swarm of missile defenders, until i decide to surrender. Final scores say that my overall score is higher than Yam's though, so HEEHEEHEE. Then, some Hero Arena games on WCII:TFT before Ken me and Jono head to Ken's house to ToS awhile. Jacque arrives some time later and we just ToS. Got +20 grade in the battle against Kratos at Tethe'alla, and jacque learns that Kratos is Llyold's dad. Whee. Either way, I leave soon enough. At night,  I board the flight bound for Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Reach Perth in the morning, slept till noon, had lunch, went downtown, camped the bookstore, went back, slept again. Nothing really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Long tour trip. Headed to the tour office early, boarded the bus. Drove for ages before arriving in some town for Desert Storm. Bus dropped us at some desert area, we got on a heavily modified american school bus with giant wheels. Driver was sadistic, drove up and down the largest and steepest dunes, even reversed over a particularly steep edge once. Bugger. And kept referring to me as "the gal in blue" =.= don't want to talk about that. Went sandboarding, I wanna do it again. Can't think of anything better than whooshing down a large slope (about 1 or 2 storey's high) on a wooden board. After that, lunch, and then to see the pinnacles. Trekked out over sandy terrain again to see a bunch of pillar-like rocks ranging from titchy to towering. Then, the long drive back. It's amusing when the temperature in the desert area is LOWER than the temperature in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early again, went to the Perth docks, took a boat up the Swan River to Fremantle Harbour, took a boat to Rottnest Island. Spent some time at the nice beaches there, water was crystal clear and ice cold. Took a tour to see the native marsupials residing there, then stoned for about an hour and a half waiting to board the ship back. Incidentally, there were quite a number of teenage girls sunbathing topless there. Yes, I am a perve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER long road trip, this time to see wave rock. Looooooooooooong drive to there, saw wave rock. It was cool, looks like a giant wave frozen in time. Climbed on top, got some cool pictures. Mastered the West Ausrtalian Wave too. I mean, its not a good thing if there's 6 to 7 flies for each person. Then, went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around noon, took a train to Fremantle. Basically a repeat of Monday, camping at the bookstore while the rest of my family shopped. Met an old friend there too, interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early again, went to airport, boarded the flight back here. Watched Spongebob Squarepants The Movie, The Incredibles, Ray and Closer on the flight. Then, now I'm back here blogging. Its been a nice holiday in Perth, but 5 days without my com? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great I still have my holiday homework to do. And I have yet to update Sojourn Chronicles. Darnit. There goes my sleep I presume...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111122076364434225?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111122076364434225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111122076364434225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111122076364434225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111122076364434225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111054520595794304</id><published>2005-03-11T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T20:46:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS Virgo</title><content type='html'>I'm back from GEP camp. Fun it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 was just settling in and stuff,4 of us crammed into the tiny rooms. Spent the remaining time in the arcade, playing TCII and showing off my SharpShooter skills (76% accuracy. W00t). Then, at midnight, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, spent the morning at the observatory deck feeling the wind, fooling around and such. Afterwards was the FutureScape discussion, with some spontaneousness. Then, lunch. Ate pretty quickly and went to the arcade (again). Then, to Galaxy of the Stars for the long and extremely boring FutureScape presentations. Then, next, to the treasure hunt looking for the elusive sec 4 facilitators around the ship and answering heir stupid questions. Then, a scavenger hunt, in which I just zoned out and let the others do everything. Then, formal dinner. Whee, Darren in a white long-sleeved shirt, dark long pants, dress shoes and a Starry Starry Night tie. Heh. Then, to the arcade. A swarm of students still in formal dinner wear in the arcade, playing stuff like Dance Dance Revolution (Tim and Julian, MIB Gone Wild Dance Edition!!!!). Then, to my room for some rest before Julian, Jono and Edward arrive to play cards. And my sec 1 roommate came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, woke up, went to the arcade (surprise, surprise). Played awhile. Then after devotions, went BACK to the arcade and played more. Then its checkout and lunch with Tim and Julian, then to the arcade again! DDR showdown between Greg and Tim was cool. Then, disembarkation and back to home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee. Got some photos of the formal dinner and also a video of MIB Gone Wild. Ask if you want ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111054520595794304?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111054520595794304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111054520595794304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111054520595794304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111054520595794304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/ss-virgo.html' title='SS Virgo'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111035914960773026</id><published>2005-03-09T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:05:49.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hits</title><content type='html'>i am amused at the number of hits that i have gotten on this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4500 hits and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111035914960773026?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111035914960773026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111035914960773026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111035914960773026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111035914960773026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/hits.html' title='hits'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111028214156249951</id><published>2005-03-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:42:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheaters</title><content type='html'>Today was the darn GEP mind games competition. Taking part in the WCIII:TFT competition. Found out who were my teammates today: Ryan Goh adn CJY &gt;&lt;. Confirm we won't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first was a 3vs3 against a HCI team. Ryan and I were Orcs, CJY was night elf. Told CJY to mass huntresses, Ryan massed shamans, I chose to go Raiders. Researched pillage fast, sent blademaster and some grunts as support, together with Ryan and CJY attacked HCI Human Base. Did serious damage to it, but all my grunts died, and teleported my blademaster back. Summoned a Far Seer and a mass of Raiders, sent them to help finish what we started. SOMEHOW, I lost ALL my raiders in the attack. Then Ryan yells at me for not helping them repulse a counteratttack. Well, I'm using RAIDERS. Who do SIEGE DAMAGE. Of course I'd CONCENTRATE ON THE BUILDINGS. Besides, the huntreses and Shamans they were using easily outnumbered the Crypt Fiends 2 to 1, and the Obsidian Statues were useless. Then , I build up a new force of Raiders with all the resources I got from Pillage, and lead the charge to the Orc base. Boom. 0wned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next round was Finals, Free for All, 2vs2vs2vs2vs2. 2 ACS teams, 1 RI team, 1 DHSS team and 1 HCI team (RGS got 0wned in the first round). I sat out coz Ryan and CJY said I played worse than them, since I ranked 4th in round 1 out of 6. In my defence, My points were lower coz i had a tiny army, few heroes and destroyed the least buildings. Basically, they announced an Alliance with the other ACSI team, and what happened was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI, DHSS and HCI banded together and totally OVERRAN Ryan and CJY's base, then seconds later, the other team's base was destroyed. Then DHSS backstabbed RI, and they start fighting, then HCI massed chimeras and put a stamp of 0wnage on each base, winning overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCI then proceeds to win overall for the third year running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111028214156249951?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111028214156249951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111028214156249951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111028214156249951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111028214156249951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheaters.html' title='Cheaters'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-111028127840725106</id><published>2005-03-08T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:27:58.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo'd Be My Name</title><content type='html'>Invited a bunch of people to my house yesterday to play Halo 2. The usual Tim Leong, Edward, Julian, Kevin, Jono and a newcomer, Gen Huong. Well, Me and Tim banded together and became an inseparable team. Not to mention a really effective one. I believe our scores when we played together in 2 vs 3 matches were 100 points to 6 in the first game XD. Then later, they got smarter and actually got one fifth of our score. We showed Gen Huong the style of our playing (aka Pro Tourny XD). Basically, Tim and I are still the top Halo Masters with no visible opponent capable of toppling us from our position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/end ego rant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-111028127840725106?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/111028127840725106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=111028127840725106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111028127840725106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/111028127840725106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/halod-be-my-name.html' title='Halo&apos;d Be My Name'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110985643798851567</id><published>2005-03-03T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:27:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>template</title><content type='html'>Sigh, my template screwed up, so got a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i usually care anyway. ALthough getting my links, profile, etc etc was a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the chunk of code that is the flooble chatterbox. Hatehatehate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110985643798851567?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110985643798851567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110985643798851567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110985643798851567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110985643798851567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/template.html' title='template'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110985099827530216</id><published>2005-03-03T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T19:56:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATEHATEHATE</title><content type='html'>SO FULL OF HATE GAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodleboard just cancelled free accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110985099827530216?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110985099827530216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110985099827530216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110985099827530216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110985099827530216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/03/hatehatehate.html' title='HATEHATEHATE'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110958185123368122</id><published>2005-02-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T17:10:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>i am a master of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night. had a really really random dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt that i was inciting a rebellion for some reason or other, so i  had a mob of people with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i armed my mob with FORKS. Dinner forks. D'oh. You can't get anymore random than forks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i dream that a squad is sent to subdue us, and i yell TICKLE ATTACK and my mob tickles them all to death. Double d'oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they start prodding more people who had appeared with kitchen utensils, and then this soldier comes up to me and pokes me and i wake up, wondering what the fuck i had been taking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110958185123368122?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110958185123368122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110958185123368122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110958185123368122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110958185123368122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110942579316686089</id><published>2005-02-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T19:24:54.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics again</title><content type='html'>More song lyrics! Hero by Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hero &lt;br /&gt;If you look inside your heart &lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid &lt;br /&gt;Of what you are &lt;br /&gt;There's an answer &lt;br /&gt;If you reach into your soul &lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow that you know &lt;br /&gt;Will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on &lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside &lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive &lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone &lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong &lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth &lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long road &lt;br /&gt;When you face the world alone &lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand &lt;br /&gt;For you to hold &lt;br /&gt;You can find love &lt;br /&gt;If you search within yourself &lt;br /&gt;And the emptiness you felt &lt;br /&gt;Will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along &lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on &lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside &lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive &lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone &lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong &lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth &lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are hard to follow &lt;br /&gt;But don't let anyone &lt;br /&gt;Tear them away &lt;br /&gt;Hold on &lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;In time &lt;br /&gt;You'll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along &lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on &lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside &lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive &lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone &lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong &lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth &lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110942579316686089?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110942579316686089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110942579316686089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110942579316686089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110942579316686089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/lyrics-again.html' title='lyrics again'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110925726241209666</id><published>2005-02-24T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T23:01:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poo</title><content type='html'>My upper teeth have pointy metal thingies on them. The beginning of the end of my buckteeth. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was remarkably slack. Langarts in the library, then azmi not around, so gave us an inequalities thingy to do, and i did all the easy stuff while eliel justin and patrick got the hard stuff. then physics which was uberly easy, them chem pract, also amazingly simple, then chinese with ying yong wen. wrote a hurried one, didn't bother to see what i was actually writing, then to a hilarious PC lesson, got kaijun to do most of the work.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a good week. Looking forward to the weekend too. My spirits are finally lifting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110925726241209666?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110925726241209666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110925726241209666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110925726241209666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110925726241209666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/poo.html' title='poo'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110898997623703316</id><published>2005-02-21T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T20:46:16.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AnnaXAurion/1093500792_ne_Results.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8bb9f40)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Raine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/AnnaXAurion/quizzes/Which%20Tales%20of%20Symphonia%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tales of Symphonia Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not surprised? I'm a Raine user anyway. Hmm...maybe I might have gotten Genis too......either way the Sage siblings ROCK! XD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110898997623703316?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110898997623703316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110898997623703316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898997623703316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898997623703316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-raine-which-tales-of-symphonia.html' title=''/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110898574685284374</id><published>2005-02-21T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:35:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songlyrics</title><content type='html'>Song lyrics spree here. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one told you life was gonna be this way.&lt;br /&gt;Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear,&lt;br /&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight,&lt;br /&gt;You've burned your breakfast so far, things are going great,&lt;br /&gt;Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't tell when the world has brought you down to your knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too)&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/7487435-110898574685284374?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110898574685284374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110898574685284374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898574685284374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898574685284374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/songlyrics.html' title='songlyrics'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110898353679776599</id><published>2005-02-21T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T18:58:56.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Legolasprn1/quizzes/What%20tales%20of%20symphonia%20summon%20spirit%20are%20you%3F%20(read%20memo)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Legolasprn1/1094094749_Celsius.jpg" border="0" alt="Celcius"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What tales of symphonia summon spirit are you? (read memo)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110898353679776599?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110898353679776599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110898353679776599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898353679776599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110898353679776599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110897936896965477</id><published>2005-02-21T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T17:49:28.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;Like every day's the last&lt;br /&gt;Without a simple goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It all goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I let go of you like&lt;br /&gt;A child letting go of his kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, beyond the clouds&lt;br /&gt;For no reason why&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna look back in vain&lt;br /&gt;And see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;When all that remains&lt;br /&gt;Is an empty chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, beyond the clouds&lt;br /&gt;For no reason why&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough&lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110897936896965477?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110897936896965477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110897936896965477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110897936896965477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110897936896965477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/songs_21.html' title='songs'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110890242732573445</id><published>2005-02-20T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:27:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs</title><content type='html'>Sleepover at Jacque's house from fri-sat. ToS marathon. Fun it was. Full details at jacque's blog, so go there if you want to know what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I dug through my memory to look for an old choir song from hpps that i liked. Just felt like posting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;Come breaking through the trees&lt;br /&gt;A butterfly goes gliding by&lt;br /&gt;Upon a gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone and dream&lt;br /&gt;Beneath a clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;And all around, I hear the sounds&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will face each day in my own special way&lt;br /&gt;And you'll hear the song that I sing&lt;br /&gt;For my heart is free&lt;br /&gt;Life is calling to me&lt;br /&gt;To share all the joy it can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a day will come&lt;br /&gt;When I will feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;A time when I may want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Or turn and run away&lt;br /&gt;But I will always find &lt;br /&gt;The strength to see me through&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in, I'll start again&lt;br /&gt;And make my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will face each day in my own special way&lt;br /&gt;And you'll hear the song that I sing&lt;br /&gt;For my heart is free&lt;br /&gt;Life is calling to me&lt;br /&gt;To share all the joy it can bring&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/7487435-110890242732573445?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110890242732573445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110890242732573445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110890242732573445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110890242732573445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/songs.html' title='songs'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110854405942109310</id><published>2005-02-16T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T16:54:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Twas too much to take, to much to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Too much in askance, whatever you say,&lt;br /&gt;That I would not give up, no matter the prize,&lt;br /&gt;No matter the value, no matter the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas because of this, i stopped it at all,&lt;br /&gt;Realized my error, saw my downfall.&lt;br /&gt;So i made it good, i made it swift&lt;br /&gt;So as not to make too much of a rift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet again, i was only half right,&lt;br /&gt;For my previous thoughts were not insights.&lt;br /&gt;The guilt of thus would fade one day,&lt;br /&gt;But as for the memory i cannot say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, this is the cure,&lt;br /&gt;The only way to make it pure.&lt;br /&gt;For i depend upon this veneer,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it would make me queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have promised people many things,&lt;br /&gt;And though my words may take wing,&lt;br /&gt;Those promises I intend to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And from them I will not creep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem by Kevin Ng. Felt like posting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110854405942109310?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110854405942109310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110854405942109310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110854405942109310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110854405942109310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/random-poem.html' title='random poem'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110854248201970254</id><published>2005-02-16T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T16:28:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/strawbrrywishes23/1103919885_tureswater.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8b6d760)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Center&gt;Your Hidden Power Is &lt;b&gt;Water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a rather calm soul, but when tempted&lt;br&gt;will get pissed off at those who bug you. You&lt;br&gt;do whatever you can in your powers to help&lt;br&gt;those of your allies and have a okay taste for&lt;br&gt;human kind, but you find them rather annoying&lt;br&gt;on occasions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gem Stone:&lt;/b&gt; Saphire, &lt;b&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/b&gt;Ice&lt;br&gt;Blue,&lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt;Dark Blue that's long&lt;br&gt;that goes to your waist.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;If you wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll come for you. Although I've travelled&lt;br&gt;far, I always hold a place for you&lt;br /&gt;In my heart. If you think of me, If you miss me&lt;br&gt;once in a while, Then I'll return to you. I'll&lt;br&gt;return and fill that space in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/strawbrrywishes23/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20True%20Hidden%20Power%3F%20.%3A%3ABeautiful%20Anime%20Pics%3A%3A./"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Is Your True Hidden Power? .::Beautiful Anime Pics::.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm not surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110854248201970254?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110854248201970254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110854248201970254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110854248201970254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110854248201970254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/water.html' title='water'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110846792463472549</id><published>2005-02-15T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:45:24.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pain.</title><content type='html'>I hate dentists. I know they're doing their job but I still hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Omni again. This time, for tooth extraction. Two upper molars. Dentist put enough anaesthetic so that i didn't feel a thing, but I still heard a "skrcht" sound as the tooth tore free. Owch. Bled like mad. Now, its hurting bad and i can't eat properly. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Took 5 hours till I could feel anything on my upper lip. Stiff upper lip, literally. Bleh. Spitting out blood too. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate dentists. Alot. Gah. The Pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110846792463472549?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110846792463472549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110846792463472549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110846792463472549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110846792463472549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/pain.html' title='the pain.'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110804923921737542</id><published>2005-02-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:27:19.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opinions</title><content type='html'>Went out with the nuspeople the other dy, hung out, went to ezone, watched constantine (which is cool), not going to go into details, you can get those at other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want to discuss is this:&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her friends took a bus from jelita, going to orchard. They were laughing, chatting, fooling around, basically doing what friends who havent seen each other for some time do. They were just talking in normal conversational tones, occasionally laughing. Suddenly this guy comes up to them and says something along the lines of "You are very noisy, and the whole bus is bloody pissed off by your noise. What are your schools? I'm going to complain to your principal", then alighting. While speaking on his handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, look, they were on a PUBLIC BUS. You can't avoid noise on the public bus. And there aren't any rules about noise on a public bus right? I mean, its not a library, there aren't any "Silence" signs. Of course, running up and down the aisle on a bus is not good, but making some noise? I think its okay, right? If that guy wants quiet, he should take a cab. Its a public bus, here's bound to be noise. I talk to my friends much on the bus, and no one cares. People talk loudly, I don't care. Its part of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, what does he mean by "the whole bus"? Did he specifically goaround to every one on the bus and ask if they were pissed off by the so-called racket my sister and her friends were making? He wasn't. So how could he know the whole bus was pissed. As far as my sister was concerned, they were being ignored. Another fact, that guy was wearing headphones. Probably listening to some music. And just because my sister and her friends were affecting him, he decides to say that everyone is pissed off and he wants to complain. My opinion? He's just a selfish asshole. And should get a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has any opinions? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110804923921737542?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110804923921737542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110804923921737542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110804923921737542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110804923921737542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/opinions.html' title='opinions'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110752560496463736</id><published>2005-02-04T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T22:00:04.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>Yet another week has passed. I cannot think about it. It is all  ablur. i am not making any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes too fast. And I can barely remember the past. Something I regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. Time. It seems there is alot, yet slips away so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110752560496463736?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110752560496463736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110752560496463736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110752560496463736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110752560496463736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/02/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110683301140526752</id><published>2005-01-27T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:36:51.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah</title><content type='html'>today was uneventful. boring to say the least. until the last lesson anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately, THAT I ABSOLUTELY HATE PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i have to go be a PSL and do the stupid stuff with the sec 1s. I remember us giving hell to our PSLs back when WE were sec 1s. Now, on the receiving end, it doesn't seem that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the human knots thing. My half of the group took 4 minutes to disentangle themselves when cheating, and 2 minutes without cheating. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. Bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110683301140526752?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110683301140526752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110683301140526752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110683301140526752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110683301140526752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/bleah.html' title='bleah'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110675120539523464</id><published>2005-01-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:53:25.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7260</title><content type='html'>i can't decide if today is a good or bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin tan on mc, so i slept through the first few periods in a-maths class. Rest of the day was boring. Then i go stay back for co-op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST MY BRIGHT IDEA TO STAY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I approach, i see a bunch of people from 1.4 who start whooping and waving and screaming "PSL". Gah. There is a freaking long queue outside the co-op. As I try to make my way in, one guy, sec 2 or sec 1, pushes me back and says, "Don't cut cue". I try again, same thing, I glare at him and say "This is my CCA, I'm supposed to go behind the counter to serve you". He shuts up. Then as I'm inside, trying to work, the 1.4 d00ds are banging on the glass and saying "PSL" again. Gah. Basically spent much of the time slacking until the teacher leaves for awhile, leaving me and another sec 3 guy to man the co-op. Priviledge of rank and being on comittee: I am I/C when teacher ain't around and get to boss the other guy around =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found 2 bucks, according to regulations any money found inside belongs to co-op, so our float is now $103.70 whihc is headache to count out.&lt;br /&gt;At least wasn't around on the day where the takings was $4000. Imagine counting 4000 dollars worth of 2 dollar, 5 dollar, 10 dollar and 50 dollar notes. I heard they stayed back till 5 to count XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, received my 7260 today. I'm not really used to it, having used a 7200 flip phone for months. But its sleek and thin, so its more comfortable to put in my pocket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110675120539523464?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110675120539523464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110675120539523464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110675120539523464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110675120539523464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/7260.html' title='7260'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110664986155018482</id><published>2005-01-25T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:44:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today, I bid farewell to my faithful 7200, my phone for many months.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I shall receive a brand new 7260 in exchange for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110664986155018482?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110664986155018482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110664986155018482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110664986155018482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110664986155018482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110663436443238235</id><published>2005-01-25T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T14:26:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Template</title><content type='html'>decided to get a change of template, hope it works fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please inform me if there are any problems with viewing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110663436443238235?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110663436443238235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110663436443238235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110663436443238235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110663436443238235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/template.html' title='Template'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110657982410676435</id><published>2005-01-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:17:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Silence fills the empty grave, now that I am gone. But my mind is not at rest for questions linger on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sick and depressed. Add suicidal to the mix and it'll be complete.&lt;br /&gt;And I think i've found the reason for depression: I have found nothing to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I arrived at acs, wanting to forget the past and start anew. I made new friends and reforged old friendships. And everyday I would go to school so that i could be with them. To relax and have fun. To enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year passed. Sec 2 now. Friendships are forged stronger. Every morning I wake up with the hope of seeing my friends again. When I am too sick to go to school, i feel sad. Every morning, with the good friends that I have, I enjoy myself from the morning to the end of school, and get that feeling of happiness that never really does go away. And the year passes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, enter this year. Two good friends have gone to nus high. I no longer see them every morning. Its like a part of me stops existing. Then, other friends are sent to different classes, and I only see them in brief encounters in the morning. It never really is the same. My friends, the people whom I love to chat to and have fun with almost every day, are now reduced to lines of text on a computer monitor, and faces that I only see once in awhile. It kinda leaves a deep feeling of emptiness. You could say that I am lonely, and I think that kinda sums it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to have anything to look forward in life anymore. And it just keeps getting worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110657982410676435?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110657982410676435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110657982410676435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110657982410676435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110657982410676435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110654288299163524</id><published>2005-01-24T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T13:01:22.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness</title><content type='html'>It seems a number of us have fallen ill. Including me. Vomiting, diarrhoea and fever appears to be some common symptoms. This illness has been named the OEP sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is wracking my body and repulsing every nourishment I attempt to take. Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110654288299163524?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110654288299163524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110654288299163524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110654288299163524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110654288299163524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/sickness.html' title='sickness'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110647969576273076</id><published>2005-01-23T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T19:28:15.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!</title><content type='html'>Ack, a full moon again. Every time there's a full moon, MY NOSE BLEEDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ITS STARTING! TISSUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TISSUE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110647969576273076?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110647969576273076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110647969576273076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110647969576273076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110647969576273076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/gah.html' title='GAH!'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110639604081844411</id><published>2005-01-22T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T20:14:00.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Just a quick runthrough of my OEP. If you want something detailed, i'll give you the file we were *supposed* to fill up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 3 days were spent at Shanghai Oriental Greenboat, something like an OBS. Stayed in villas and played tetris on the TV whenever we had free time. Activities include team-building shiz, bridge world (cross a river in outrageous ways, don't fall in or else), knowledge road (where we huddled for warmth more than look at statues of scientists) and obstacle courses. After that, we left for Hangzhou for CIP at an orphanage. Basically, we put up a horrible item for them and kept them amused for awhile. Also: Shopping. And we also visited West Lake, some historical thing with a poem written about it, i dunno. Slept while the tour guide was explaining. Then, to Suzhou and the industrial park, some town riddled with canals, then back to Shanghai and its stuff. And more shopping. And thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I learnt during the OEP:&lt;br /&gt;1. When bored, Tetris is your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;2. In Tetris, things always turn out well in the end, except when they don't and you lose.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spices burn more than oil. ANd it is also possible to set food on fire.&lt;br /&gt;4.Eating the same food over and over and over again WILL drive one crazy.&lt;br /&gt;5. When one is driven crazy by boring food, one comes up with stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;6. It is easy to piss off vendors.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bargaining things down to rock bottom prices, then not buying will result in (6)&lt;br /&gt;8. Pickpockets are stupid. As in REALLY REALLY stupid. As in steal-your-used-tissues-stupid.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pissing off your tour guide is fun.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can't remember alot of things that happened in Shanghai already =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110639604081844411?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110639604081844411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110639604081844411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110639604081844411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110639604081844411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/shanghai.html' title='Shanghai'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110631544433284876</id><published>2005-01-21T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:50:44.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Know that He who is named Syldran has returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OEP rocked. Totally. I'll provide the details tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110631544433284876?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110631544433284876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110631544433284876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110631544433284876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110631544433284876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110556919243020217</id><published>2005-01-13T06:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T06:33:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posting</title><content type='html'>a final post from the airport since i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uhm....*post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110556919243020217?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110556919243020217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110556919243020217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110556919243020217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110556919243020217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/posting.html' title='posting'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110553063501875774</id><published>2005-01-12T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T19:50:35.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OEP</title><content type='html'>I do not like OEPs. I might have enjoyed the last one abit, but I still do not like OEPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Shanghai in 8 hours. Of all the times to go to Shanghai. we go when its freezing over. I do not know how much i spent on winter stuff and long pants. My bag is packed and I am spending the last of my time on the com, saying a temporary farewell to my domain. I shall return in 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days without this com is gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am rooming with Justin. God help me. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110553063501875774?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110553063501875774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110553063501875774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110553063501875774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110553063501875774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/oep.html' title='OEP'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110536508336845746</id><published>2005-01-10T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T21:51:23.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk tsk</title><content type='html'>Yam, how could you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110536508336845746?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110536508336845746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we make our dreams&lt;br /&gt;when the world seems grim&lt;br /&gt;and our own lives&lt;br /&gt;bursting at the seams&lt;br /&gt;we relive and let live&lt;br /&gt;we give and forgive&lt;br /&gt;our hopes for tomorrows &lt;br /&gt;will be without sorrows&lt;br /&gt;sweet memories we shared&lt;br /&gt;happy moments we cared&lt;br /&gt;theres something breathing inside us&lt;br /&gt;theres something growing inside us&lt;br /&gt;if only we stop to ponder&lt;br /&gt;and think of the wonder&lt;br /&gt;thats living inside us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110524483901367866?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110524483901367866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110524483901367866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110524483901367866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110524483901367866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/poems.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110517762211445977</id><published>2005-01-08T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T17:47:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling depressed all of a sudden. no idea why. yam suggests i should go get a girlfriend. easier said than done =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell, might as well get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110517762211445977?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110517762211445977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110517762211445977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110517762211445977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110517762211445977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110517240502891982</id><published>2005-01-08T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T16:20:05.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Silence fills the empty grave, now that I am gone.  &lt;br /&gt;But my mind is not at rest, for questions linger on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110517240502891982?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487435.post-110511449452327320</id><published>2005-01-08T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T00:14:54.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/blackcat000/1044164590_ral_result.jpg" border="0" alt="YOu see the world in Neutral"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Neutral:&lt;br /&gt;Harmony and balance is key. You don't look at the&lt;br&gt;world in a negative or positive way and you'll&lt;br&gt;never judge or assume a situation- you just&lt;br&gt;look at the facts. People like you are peaceful&lt;br&gt;and accepting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/blackcat000/quizzes/What%20color%20do%20you%20see%20the%20world%20in%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What color do you see the world in?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110511449452327320?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110511449452327320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110511449452327320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110511449452327320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110511449452327320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/quizzies.html' title='quizzies'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110509860578092032</id><published>2005-01-07T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T15:09:23.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>Last day of sec 1 discovery camp today. Went to the POD talk but me and Arjun found it kinda pointless and left 5 mins into the talk, went to our class. LCM was doing something with them which held them back super-late for the assembly at the spaceframe, and subsequently late for the sports selections 2nd round. Me and Arjun brought the ones who got through the 1st tryouts to the MPH while Kester and Kaijun brought the remainder to the CPA for movie -.- Slackers. Me and Arjun got assigned to the squash area, which just meant that we sit there and stone and bring failures to other sport tryouts. Boring like crap. Tried to get a snooze but failed. Returned to the CPA and found out that they had been watching SHREK 2. Bastards. Told 1.4 that they rocked over the mike, was sorely tempted to say "except for..." alot of names i could think off. Well, then a short cheering session with PSLs as core group. The sec 1s are still pathetically soft but at least they aren't mumbling.&lt;br /&gt;Sneaked off before the debrief session coz i'm going to meet Ken and co at Jelita. Lost my bearings on the bus coz i fell asleep so got off and took a taxi. Arrived at Jelita and found out that they hadn't left yet. So bought 2 books and sat around waiting for them. Ken called again saying he was inside Jelita, and so found him at Video Ezy looking stupid in his uniform. Met Yam Jac Deb Jen and later Jono too. Quite the happy reunion of sorts, and i get the thwack ken again. Not feeling like typing so much so long story short, we go to the playground at Henry Park Apartments and play around for a few hours. Funny, I don't seem to remember the playground this fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more I find jac really familiar. I am now 100% positive I've seen her around HPPS before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. Time to go rest and think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110509860578092032?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110509860578092032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110509860578092032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110509860578092032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110509860578092032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110509813330536129</id><published>2005-01-07T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:42:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the longest day of my life. Went to the sec 1 class early got them ready for the trip to labrador park. Got them ready with all their stuff early and got on the bus to the trip there. Fooled around with Kester, Arjun and Kaijun while the sec 1s were being told about various artillery guns, rml or some shiz like that. Then they go on a tour of sorts of the park. We got to slack abit more as the guide took over some of our duties. Then came the treasure hunt. Another one. Stupid class broke into 4 groups then ran all over the place. 1 PSL assigned per group. Its a wonder none of them got lost in the forest or something. So we answered the questions and got a cool 9.5/11 which was pretty good until the other group like scored full marks -.- or else we would have gotten highest. Then back to school for lunch. After that was Showtime preparation. Since our class ain't in Showtime, it was just a long talk-cock session, then to CCA presentation. Not gonna go to details, although Edward is like the highest ranking person in NCDCC excluding the teachers. Shocking. Edward-the-Slacker as an NCO. After that the PSLs got sent to their respective stations. Kester Arjun and I were assigned to Spaceframe (Stupid Kaijun zao), meaning we stand around for hours welcoming parents and guiding them to the CPA. And the parents don't trust our sense of direction. And Arjun majorly jacked himself by asking a TEACHER if she needed directions. He was like, "DOH!!" for the next few minutes and if i told anyone about that, I'd die. Finished writing my will just now. Well, at about 7 around there we were allowed to go the the audi. Grabbed some food and watched the pathetic Showtime performances before sneaking off. Poor Arjun and Kester had to stay back even more for cleanup duty. Ach, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates about today will be up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110509813330536129?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110509813330536129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110509813330536129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110509813330536129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110509813330536129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110493358798178030</id><published>2005-01-05T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:59:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jabs</title><content type='html'>My mum has chickenpox. I am not immune to chickenpox. How very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a chickenpox jab from doc. I quote myself. "Ow. Ow. Like, OW!" all in a monotone XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm is weak. 2 more jabs coming soon. Crapp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110493358798178030?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110493358798178030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110493358798178030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110493358798178030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110493358798178030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/jabs.html' title='jabs'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110492690614688512</id><published>2005-01-05T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T20:08:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water balloons</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of sec 1 discovery camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the sec 1 class at about 8.25. Pretty early, so me and arjun waited outside while kaijun went to the toilet. Meanwhile grace kwee was freaking out at the class beside us coz the PSLs hadn't arrived. So we lead the rowdy class to the spaceframe for the briefing and get them settled after some time. Then they had a rather pointless 15 minute cheer session. Then, its off to the the treasure hunt at the LT. WHile the sec 1s are given a short quiz, the prefect-PSL in charge told us in secret to lead them on a wild goose chase all over the school since the previous batch finished the 2-hour-plus event in 15 mins. So thats precisely what me and kaijun did, leading them all over the blue and gray level, and some parts of red level. Kaijun was gonna lead them up the clock tower but i got them to return to the LT since most teams were going back already. Then there was the ACS quiz in which us PSLs got to slack off while our groups answer questions about ACS. And slack i did, also sneaking off when the PSL suggested making the PSLs help the students answer XD. After that, lunch and getting the class to change into PE attire. Then to the teambuilding games where the trainers take over part of our duties. Gathering them is still pure hell though. After watching them fumble through the games for hours it was finally time to go. Tomorrow, there be Labrador Park hike. I cannot wait &lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/end rant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110492690614688512?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110492690614688512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110492690614688512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110492690614688512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110492690614688512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/water-balloons.html' title='Water balloons'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110483262966450822</id><published>2005-01-04T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:57:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skool</title><content type='html'>Okay, finally decided to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools started. Bleagh. Gone are the days of staying at the com all day. First day was just rushing around for briefings and stuff. Pretty boring actually. I kinda miss the presence of Bryan and Ken who are now in NUSHS. No one to tease about girlfriends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of school. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Arjun informs me in the morning that i'm still a PSL despite missing the 2nd day of PSL camp and not getting a certificate and badge. So i am assigned together with him, Kester and Kaijun to 1.4. And as soon as we step in, who's the CT? LCM, my sec 2 math teacher. Probably hates me coz i didn't hand up homework for the whole of the first semester. Anyway, the sec ones are little devils. They are like, super hyper and stuff. Can't get them to stay in one place and doing headcounts is impossible except when they are seated. Which is pretty rarely. Worse yet, Sport bazaar. Bringing them to the different stations are hell. Every few seconds one asks where we're headed next or something. So now, my hangover which has lasted since New Year's Day has receded, to be replaced with a worse migraine from the sec ones. And I also miss lessons for this week. Which maybe be a good or bad thing, I don't know. Although I'd infinitely prefer lessons. At least I can sleep in class. And not get footsore from standing the whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110483262966450822?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110483262966450822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110483262966450822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110483262966450822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110483262966450822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2005/01/skool.html' title='Skool'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110389972432678772</id><published>2004-12-24T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T22:48:44.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>since i'm bored, i'll just update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANfest at tim's house yesterday. Halo 2 and Burnout 3. Kicked ass (as usual) on halo 2, sat out on burnout 3, except to beat tim's bro's record at road rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look. MapleStory. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110389972432678772?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110389972432678772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110389972432678772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110389972432678772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110389972432678772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/12/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110277936826280316</id><published>2004-12-11T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T23:36:08.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYYY</title><content type='html'>WE WON THE GREAT KSING WAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W000000000000000000000000T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more details tomorrow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110277936826280316?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110277936826280316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110277936826280316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110277936826280316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110277936826280316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/12/yayyy.html' title='YAYYY'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110234866472358522</id><published>2004-12-06T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T23:57:44.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>I am back from my hols. This blog is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday in Bali. Hated it. MS Withdrawal symptoms kicked in with general boredom on day 1, depression and lethargy on day 2, server vomiting diarrhoea, loss of appetite and lots of sleeping on day 3, plain nauseuosness(is that how you spell it?) on day 4, general revovery on day 5 as i realize the trip is coming to an end, and finally, total recovery on day 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS is a drug I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110234866472358522?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110234866472358522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110234866472358522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110069921168198380?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110069921168198380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110069921168198380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110069921168198380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110069921168198380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/11/ms.html' title='MS'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110032010260881785</id><published>2004-11-13T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:28:22.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>So full of hate were our eyes&lt;br /&gt;That none of us could see&lt;br /&gt;Our war would yield countless dead&lt;br /&gt;But never victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us cast arms aside&lt;br /&gt;And like discard our wrath&lt;br /&gt;Thou, in faith, will keep us safe&lt;br /&gt;Whilst we find the path&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110032010260881785?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487435.post-110025616477035604</id><published>2004-11-12T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:45:07.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate?</title><content type='html'>Gen Huong vs Daryl debate. My own points here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point: You two sound like retards.&lt;br /&gt;Point: That discussion is pointless&lt;br /&gt;Sub-point: For every point conceded, there is a point to counter it. Just about never ending. &lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: You two should drop this matter and go do something else. Like frag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110025616477035604?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110025616477035604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110025616477035604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110025616477035604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110025616477035604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/11/debate.html' title='Debate?'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110017485899785806</id><published>2004-11-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:07:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doodleboards on every blog i've been to are down. so very pissyfying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110017485899785806?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110017485899785806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110017485899785806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110017485899785806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110017485899785806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/11/doodleboards-on-every-blog-ive-been-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-110009481387292010</id><published>2004-11-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T22:28:57.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how interesting</title><content type='html'>Julian's latest post at his blog, titled "Lord of the Gamers" is rather intriguing. A gamer is commonly seen as a geek with no life except that that revolves around their games. May or may not be true. Fanboyism is very common among gaming communities, with each fiercly defending their own games from the onslaught of criticism. The sheer devotion fans show to their games can either be impressive, or viewed as people with nothing better to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being good at a game has nothing to do with having no life . Sure, the only way to get good at a game is to constantly practice, and I agree with Julian that the joy of perfecting the use of a technique is unimaginable. And the amazing thing is, it never goes away. Even once you master it, that feeling that you got when you first did it is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, my skill at halo 2. The first time I ever wielded an energy blade, i did it with the basic melees, lunges et cetera. After awhile though, I get interesting ideas and try them out. And then watching them succeed gives me unimaginable joy. Like the time kevin jumped and attacked me from above, and I countered by lunging in under is slash and killing him. Then there's sidestepping a lunge and then counterattacking. And of course, a graceful midair swordfight. These moves require good timing, and oulling one of is just showing off your skills, but actually performing one of them and watching the surprise of an opponent is rewarding indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example is my skill at using the wraith tank. And its not just point-and-fire. I have mastered the skill of using it effectively. Since it uses a mortar weapon, aiming it can be abit difficult. Of course, once you figure out the trajectory, everything becomes easy. And of course, the best part is watching your opponents shock as a ball of plasma sails smoothly across the map and bulls-eye him. And of course, there's running people over with skilled timing of the jet boosters. Catching them unaware and then hearing their curses are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the joy of gaming. Doing what you can never dpo in real life. And nothing beats being talented at something. Earning the respect of fellow gamers is no easy feat, but when you finally do so, the joy is indeed overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/end rant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-110009481387292010?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/110009481387292010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=110009481387292010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110009481387292010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/110009481387292010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-interesting.html' title='how interesting'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</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-7487435.post-109999946333305683</id><published>2004-11-09T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T19:24:23.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w00t</title><content type='html'>I have Halo 2 Limited Edition. It 0wnz0rs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487435-109999946333305683?l=creamofthecrap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/feeds/109999946333305683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487435&amp;postID=109999946333305683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/109999946333305683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487435/posts/default/109999946333305683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creamofthecrap.blogspot.com/2004/11/w00t.html' title='w00t'/><author><name>Syldran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341284830425186659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
