Happy halloween.

Happy Halloween.
Let me put on my Nazi uniform and scare you jews.

My home business is kicking off.
Yay.

the pen and the sword; linguistic on award.

barty on the thirteenth of november, tuesday[grad night].

bar:
750ml moet and chandon [4] [that's the champagne]
750ml london dry gin
750ml jack daniels
1 litre martini brand rosso vermouth
1 litre martini brand bianco vermouth
1 litre bacardi big apple rum [white]
1 litre kahlua [coffee liqueur]
1 litre absolut pears
1 litre [unspecified brand] tequila
~250ml bombay sapphire gin
~250ml absolut peppar
*hopefully we can get another [750ml] bottle of spirit, an unflavoured vodka or white rum

an assortment of juices, standard mixers [club soda, ginger ale, etc.]

24 champagne flutes for the bubbles. [personal]
7 martini/cocktail glasses
6 wine glasses
[maybe] 6 rocks glasses
6 highball [collins] glasses

some cocktails you can expect: [vodka]martinis, mojitos!, margaritas, moscow mules, daquiris, white/black russians.

the island resort, east coast. the unit has been booked. D8. duplex.
food will be barbecue. sponsored by Shane's sister, so thank him duly.

feedback.

note that this post is constantly being updated.

English Os.

I hope i have done well for english.
I rattled off irrelevent answers for english, read the story too deeply,
took it as though it was a poem i was suppose to analyse.
My composition was the only thing i was proud of.

I did the piece on Heroes and wrote about my dad.
Cilched, but the story is unreal.
In this story, my dad has already passed on [he hasnt and he is healthy].
I quoted shakespeare.Yay.
I started out the compo with a sypnosis.

'Every 13th Nov 2007, I would rest myself beside the bed you used to tug me in. Your portrait on my right hand and hope, on my left.Know that each day i live was a day shorter to the time we would meet again...'

Not sure if it works, but i hope it does.

I had a few lines which i am proud of.

'He had bread crumbs for breakfast, rice and gravy for lunch and hunger for dinner'
'Only then he realised that trust comes with lies.'
'He died in the arms of my brother,smiling' [too cliched, yucks]
'We did not mourn his death, instead, we celebrated his life'
'What did Albert Einstine ,Adolf Hitler and my father had in common.
They left behind a legacy,becoming an immortal.'
'The world lost a great man, Heaven gained a glorious seraph.'
'A lost brother, a great man, a saint, my father.'
'We leave the world with nothing, except memories of our great-doings and sins.'
'a begger dies no comet is seen.That very night, a comet flickered across the sky, like a firefly in a huge sheet of grey.A man, strived to stuggle out of poverty, succeeded.'

The middle part of the essay was all bullcrap about my fathers business and hardship.
I just love those lines i came up with.

Mark is in the middle of writing a sonnet, check back in a months time.
Haha.

How wonderful.Beautiful.

English, a mere 14 hours away.
3 papers down.
Liberation date's 6th Nov 2007.

D-day is over.
Soon, my history book will be reduced to ashes.
Notes torn into pieces.
I hate Hitler.

Mark is feeling nolstagic.
Someone pull me back into 2007.
I am somewhere in 2006 right now.

Click made me feel funny again.
Crap.
Kate Beckinsale is hot.

MG is becoming my second home.
Thaipan, my kitchen.
Mum's not happy.
Dad too.

Gotta go practice maths.
and read some poetry,
come tomorrow,
the inner Shakespeare will emerge.

Just another night at mandarin gardens.

... Except Dinesh was there. So that made it, y'know, exceptional.

This is what we call "studying"
-Doing nonsensical things at MG;
looking like a horse in the above picture.
Our posse will be there almost every other night.
Join us, if you want to.
All photo credits go to Matt and for certain shots , din.
Dippi , Nik , Matt, XN and I started talking about our future while listening to Frank.

'Xn and his sex dome...
...in space' - XN
Dinesh , thou who wanst not affiliation with toddlers.

Pizza was late,
incurring the wrath of Nik.
Spaghetti was cold,
killing the appetite of Matt.
Lemonade was limited,
leaving us with half a glass for me and Dippi.
O levels are nearing,
we don't seem to care.
We went downstairs,
Playground. Study at our usual spot.
Taking pictures, moving around.
And suddenly,
... our lungs' capacities became comparable to a 3 year-old's.

URL.Time for a change.

Hey people.
I will be changing my URL soon.
So poll would be up.
Pick your favorite.

Cheers,
Mark

Until then.You will be missed.

Until then..

Alas, the time has come.

The end of mine and 150 other students life in St.Pats.

4E4.You all will be missed.

Never again that we are going to be in the same classroom - studying.
Good luck for your O levels and all the best.

You people will be in my prayers.

From today on, we are no longer St.Pats students.

We are Patricians.

Honestly, I have not regretted anything in this school.

I felt it is a choice well made.

A big thank you to all the teachers, you have moulded me to what i am today.

A big thank you to my classmates, be it 4E1 or 4T1 , you have made school enjoyable.

A big thank you to the 4E4s, classes are so much more interesting with you guys.

A pig thank you to Cass for being my punching bag for 2 years.Peter Griffin.Joking =)

A big thank you to Johnathan Kwok , for being a good sport and letting us hurl insults at you.

A big thank you to the Prefects for sacking me 2 weeks before i stepped down.

A big thank you to Miss Quek, for being the nicest form teacher around.

A big thank you to the clique.

Wait .

why do i need to thank you for?

Its forever brothers.Amen.

Dinesh,Matthew,Nik,XN, Aaron,Shane,Fabian,Anthony,Chester,Jerome,Jonovan

Anyway,thank you.

Me,Shane and our favorite teacher.

Our one last cheer.

More pictures up soon.Need to gather them from sources.

Farewell.You will be missed-both school and friends.

Pride.

Pride is dangerous.

It was pride that caused the World War.
It is pride that causes the rising number of homicides.
It was pride that caused the Beatles to disband.
And It was pride that caused John Lennon's death.

The price people pay when pride is lost?
-life.

Why are people cautious of the company they keep?
Why do people keep a distance from people with menial jobs [rag and bone. janitor.] ?
Why do people find humour in these peoples' job, and thus constantly poke fun?

They call it pride.

PRIDE
a high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.

and this is how i see pride.

PRIDE
a catalyst to all inhumane behaviour.

At this very moment, pride has struck again somewhere;
it has sworn to pester us for eternity.

I rather be a believer.

Its been a while since my last post,
and really,thanks for all those words of confidence.
Yes Brendon, we should try it one day.
Self-esteem is one thing.The other thing that affects me is religion.
Dinesh and I debated over this topic for over a year now.
He believes in science.
I believe in religion.

Science vs Religion.
Two that totally contridicts each other.
One is true while the other is false,
what is your point of view?
Shout it out.

My point is that i rather be hopeful.
What is there to lose?
If you believe in science,
you die you DIE
If you believe in God,
you die you are in peace for eternity.

If science was true,
I die i would not remember about my existance.
But if God was true,
I die, living happy ever after[how cliched, but i cant find a better term]
and apprently the non-believers will end up you know where,
which is do not like to see it happen.

So i made up this line that does not even make sense cause i live by it everyday,
"I don't believe in science'.