<?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-3771503</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:37:16.449+08:00</updated><category term='Falling Sick etc'/><title type='text'>Sayings of the Mike</title><subtitle type='html'>Word or Sword. 
Pick your poison.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-391832828869513075</id><published>2008-11-10T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:11:18.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Rock and Roll Again</title><summary type='text'>Its been a 2-week slump. Glad its finally over. Things were rather overwhelming really, with the veritable mountain of law readings to do. And 2 project papers. And ... well the list goes on. The odd thing is people randomly telling me, "But you're Mike" and therefore "no problem one!", to which I must say, "I'm sorry, but that REALLY doesn't help." Being me doesn't actually reduce the amount of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/391832828869513075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=391832828869513075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/391832828869513075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/391832828869513075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-rock-and-roll-again.html' title='Time to Rock and Roll Again'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-7391733660599015388</id><published>2008-09-18T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:22:07.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really hilarious lyrics ...</title><summary type='text'>From a Guns 'N Roses Song .... Used to Love HerAbsolutely cracked me up ... WARNING! its kinda morbid though ...I used to love herBut I had to kill herI had to put herSix feet underAnd I can still hear her complainI used to love herBut I had to kill herI used to love herBut I had to kill herI knew I'd miss herSo I had to keep herShe's buried right in my back yard.... like a scene outta CSI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/7391733660599015388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=7391733660599015388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7391733660599015388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7391733660599015388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/09/really-hilarious-lyrics.html' title='Really hilarious lyrics ...'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-1993868071210980823</id><published>2008-08-01T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:30:46.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a burden of shadows, too near to light?the pains of mortalitythe false sweetness of night.shades of thought o'erwhelm metragic comedy of plight.chains of my own makingof mercy, not right.a stroke of steel and furyto once more take flight?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/1993868071210980823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=1993868071210980823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/1993868071210980823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/1993868071210980823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/08/burden-of-shadows-too-near-to-light.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-6775985380469334594</id><published>2008-06-10T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:14:04.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Myanmar, Weeks On</title><summary type='text'>I refrained from writing about Myanmar's disaster situation too soon after Cyclone Nargis. This is not because I wanted to avoid causing more pain to the thousands of Burmese people who read my blog daily, since those Burmese people are a mere figment of my over-active imagination. No, my reticence was borne of a desire to see what Yangon would do, and how ASEAN would react. I held myself back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/6775985380469334594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=6775985380469334594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/6775985380469334594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/6775985380469334594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-myanmar-weeks-on.html' title='On Myanmar, Weeks On'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-529438450799936019</id><published>2008-06-02T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:16:06.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War? on Terror</title><summary type='text'>No, the title is not mispunctuated. There has been much confusion and debate surrounding how to deal with the threat of Al-Qaeda and international organised terror, simply because terrorists escape easy classification within the current rules of war.In most wars, the Geneva Conventions are readily applicable. The distinction between civilian and combatant is very clear. The person wearing a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/529438450799936019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=529438450799936019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/529438450799936019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/529438450799936019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/06/war-on-terror.html' title='War? on Terror'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-3447574304232687781</id><published>2008-05-30T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:43:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsiderate?</title><summary type='text'>There's something to be said about Singapore society. Often, it is criticised for being inconsiderate. After thinking about it, this may not actually be true.Certainly, all the outward appearances of inconsiderate behaviour is there, for all to see. People pushing their way through crowded areas, the elderly having no seats on the bus, and so on. If one were to conclude from appearances alone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/3447574304232687781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=3447574304232687781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3447574304232687781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3447574304232687781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/05/inconsiderate.html' title='Inconsiderate?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-5294549059334800673</id><published>2008-05-10T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:49:19.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Torture</title><summary type='text'>It is perhaps a little late to be exploring this topic, it being the end of Bush Jr's presidency, and after so much ink has been spilt over Guantanamo Bay.But there is something to be said about definitions of torture, and perhaps one argument above all others that would suggest that forcing humans to watch Barney for hours on end is torture as much as the coals and hot irons is torture.So let us</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/5294549059334800673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=5294549059334800673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/5294549059334800673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/5294549059334800673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-torture.html' title='On Torture'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-8132882009334419821</id><published>2008-04-10T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:52:56.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stirrings of Elitism and Grace</title><summary type='text'>It is perhaps not too surprising that these feelings of superiority surface now. It is exam season, and thus a convenient time to feel superior. It builds confidence, enhances the exercise of potential, and generally produces good results. Security in oneself can be a powerful thing. Sadly, it brings a clear downside with it. It is generally distasteful and makes a person unlikeable. And it can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/8132882009334419821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=8132882009334419821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8132882009334419821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8132882009334419821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/04/stirrings-of-elitism-and-grace.html' title='Stirrings of Elitism and Grace'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-4370336905190591863</id><published>2008-04-04T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:35:31.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tibet, Protests, Crackdowns and the Olympics</title><summary type='text'>It is interesting to read the diverse coverage of the Tibetan protests across various media. The more or less certain facts are that there are 2 separate protests: the violent ones in Lhasa and around the world (following the Olympic Torch it seems), and the peaceful ones across the plateau.There is apparently now a split in the movement for autonomy in Tibet. There are those who still follow the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/4370336905190591863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=4370336905190591863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4370336905190591863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4370336905190591863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/04/tibet-protests-crackdowns-and-olympics.html' title='Tibet, Protests, Crackdowns and the Olympics'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-5156850568679135150</id><published>2008-02-20T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:37:12.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes we can.</title><summary type='text'>This is a little strange, writing about the US elections. I really thought I had given up on US politics, after the farce of the last 2. It has been a great struggle to understand how anyone could vote for George W. Bush, whoever his opponent would be. Then again, the Democrats were so terribly organised then, many voters probably had no idea where to go at what time. Yet, I was certain any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/5156850568679135150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=5156850568679135150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/5156850568679135150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/5156850568679135150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes we can.'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-3834634038931558970</id><published>2008-01-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:46:52.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misanthropy and the Superiority Complex</title><summary type='text'>A superiority complex is not a simple problem, nor is it a convenient burden to carry around. While less obviously damaging than an inferiority complex, it certainly has ill latent effects, and because it is just that much harder to discern, possibly ultimately the more harmful of the two.When I was younger, I did believe that general ability in comprehension was a higher order ability than, say,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/3834634038931558970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=3834634038931558970&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3834634038931558970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3834634038931558970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/01/misanthropy-and-superiority-complex.html' title='Misanthropy and the Superiority Complex'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-2192229350596399686</id><published>2008-01-15T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:41:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liebeck v McDonald's and the True Stella Awards</title><summary type='text'>After attending my first Law of Torts class for the year, some rather interesting, albeit disturbing thoughts, come to mind.First, to briefly summarise the case studied. Grandmother and grandson drove to a McDonald's drive-through and bought a cup of hot coffee. Grandmother then proceeded to hold the cup between her knees and pull the lid off the cup. Coffee was spilt and soaked her cotton </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/2192229350596399686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=2192229350596399686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/2192229350596399686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/2192229350596399686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2008/01/liebeck-v-mcdonalds-and-true-stella.html' title='Liebeck v McDonald&apos;s and the True Stella Awards'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-4799954402646369644</id><published>2007-11-23T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:39:08.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Righty then. Exam season now.Lots of studying to do. Which I will get back to soon.For now though, go watch Chad Vader Season 1 (8 episodes) on Youtube!!!A must for all Star Wars fans. Its amazing stuff!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/4799954402646369644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=4799954402646369644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4799954402646369644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4799954402646369644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/11/righty-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-1077684349008983482</id><published>2007-10-24T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:17:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingua</title><summary type='text'>It occurs to me that I am rather handicapped in Singaporean society. Perhaps it is the result of being weaned on the BBC World Service, courtesy of my father, or the constant drumming to speak proper English, also courtesy of my father. I have as such developed a taste and appreciation for the finer points of the English language, or perhaps more accurately British English. Yes, I freely admit it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/1077684349008983482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=1077684349008983482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/1077684349008983482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/1077684349008983482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/10/lingua.html' title='Lingua'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-3746122234194237910</id><published>2007-10-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:00:05.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>377a, to repeal of to keep?</title><summary type='text'>Just a quick bit on background. s377a of the penal code makes it an offence to have homosexual intercourse. It doesn't matter when or where.Now on with the show. I caught part of the parliamentary debates on the news today, and before delving into the actual subject matter, I have to comment on the quality of the debate itself. I have watched (and judged) better debates at the secondary school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/3746122234194237910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=3746122234194237910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3746122234194237910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/3746122234194237910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/10/377a-to-repeal-of-to-keep.html' title='377a, to repeal of to keep?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-8760784710010992538</id><published>2007-10-23T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:18:13.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixed!</title><summary type='text'>Well its been a bloody long hiatus for me for a bloody simple reason. Somewhere along the way, for some obscure reason, my posting template code was no longer acceptable, and caused some unknown error.Now, I've been a lot of things in this relatively short life: gymnast, debater, economist, lawyer, philosopher ... but I have never been a software engineer, so forgive me for not getting something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/8760784710010992538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=8760784710010992538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8760784710010992538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8760784710010992538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/10/fixed.html' title='Fixed!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-8478374483157596635</id><published>2007-06-23T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:45:59.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling Sick etc'/><title type='text'>Falling Sick ETC</title><summary type='text'>Heaven forfend if one should EVER fall ill or get injured. EVER.The sad fact is I'm gonna be nagged and nagged and nagged about how I don't take care of myself, how I should do this or that and that and not do that and that and this, and so on and so forth, and more of the same and less of something else, all the while I'm getting an open wound cleaned up and trying my best not to writhe in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/8478374483157596635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=8478374483157596635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8478374483157596635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/8478374483157596635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/06/falling-sick-etc.html' title='Falling Sick ETC'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-7238623795666444344</id><published>2007-04-14T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:04:44.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Informal Release of Comms 101 Grades</title><summary type='text'>It is with a certain wry amusement that I contemplate my grade for this particular course. A B+, of all things. Vis a vis the trepidation evidenced by the palpitations of my heart when I had to look up the result on the net, I find myself in a rather nebulous position.Certainly, this grade is rather below expectation, and has a negative bearing on my grade-point average (GPA). Its going to take a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/7238623795666444344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=7238623795666444344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7238623795666444344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7238623795666444344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/04/informal-release-of-comms-101-grades.html' title='Informal Release of Comms 101 Grades'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-7727242125824747398</id><published>2007-04-07T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T15:23:20.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Uniforms</title><summary type='text'>In a time and age where the buzzword is creativity, society reaches an impasse. Do we encoruage our children to conform, to maintain the cohesive and efficient machine our forefathers have built, that has led to such rapid growth and prosperity, or do we forge a new path?The collective societal psyche seems to suggest the former. Humans it would appear are almost always resistant to change, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/7727242125824747398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=7727242125824747398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7727242125824747398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/7727242125824747398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-uniforms.html' title='School Uniforms'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-4978251091447233971</id><published>2007-03-10T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:59:39.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right. So I suddenly feel a need to recap everything thats happened to me over the past couple of weeks.1. Grandfather passes away on Valentines day.2. Debate tournament postponed until September3. Cascade of papers and presentations (though this is nothing new)4. Hovering somewhere between heartache and heartbreakWell, to tell the truth, its not like there is anything to DO about any of this. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/4978251091447233971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=4978251091447233971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4978251091447233971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/4978251091447233971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/03/right.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-2093941130104525104</id><published>2007-03-07T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T12:36:33.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To say that I'm rather upset is quite the understatement.The clinic operated by NTUC in school is quite ludicrous indeed. I suppose some illustration is in order.The entire purpose of taking time out of an otherwise busy schedule to make an appointment would be to save time in future, so one does not have to spend time waiting in the queue. The practice is universal among clinics. I really ought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/2093941130104525104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=2093941130104525104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/2093941130104525104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/2093941130104525104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-say-that-im-rather-upset-is-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-9096879448995076244</id><published>2007-03-01T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:58:18.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty then. Its been a pretty long while since I wrote something new. So I guess I should, before the blog feels neglected. And the last thing I need is a blog whining for attention. There are enough other things doing that. *Glares at LTB project*This one's also a shout-out to Theresa, if she ever actually visit.I guess today I'll talk about the quality known as magic. Increasingly, I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/9096879448995076244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=9096879448995076244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/9096879448995076244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/9096879448995076244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/03/alrighty-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-116952697457746170</id><published>2007-01-23T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T12:36:14.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waves of love from a broken soul,Anguished cries of a heart alone;A sprinkle of rain on desert sands,Life flourishes upon parched lands;Why do they struggle;How do they thrive;I've searched they skies,Yet know not why;Through darkness and despair,Still they try;For a memorial,Whene'er I cry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/116952697457746170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=116952697457746170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116952697457746170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116952697457746170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/01/waves-of-love-from-broken-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-116783678853664229</id><published>2007-01-03T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:06:28.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Forfeited for sinRedeemed by graceSacrificed in gratitudeRestored in gloryLife.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/116783678853664229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=116783678853664229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116783678853664229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116783678853664229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2007/01/forfeited-for-sin-redeemed-by-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-116473148788587656</id><published>2006-11-29T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:31:27.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Progress Report:Stats Exam: finished. think i dropped 4% of my gradeWell, its been an age and a half since my last post, for reasons that escape even me. Guess I don't actually have all that much to say after all.Most recently, I've been pondering whether I should go ahead with my Economics second degree or not. I've come to realise that I do not really believe in modern economics, per se. It has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/116473148788587656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=116473148788587656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116473148788587656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116473148788587656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/11/progress-report-stats-exam-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-116342562124551989</id><published>2006-11-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:47:01.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Peers</title><summary type='text'>Its been sitting in my head for a long while to write about this idea. But thoughts take time to percolate, and political expediencies would dictate other delays.So finally, now seems like a good time to let loose, so to speak.And already the controversy is about to begin. Friends and peers are not the same thing.A friend is someone you genuinely like and usually get along with. The operative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/116342562124551989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=116342562124551989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116342562124551989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116342562124551989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-and-peers.html' title='Friends and Peers'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-116221504306672969</id><published>2006-10-30T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T12:15:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes life is just amazing. So amazing in fact you don't know what to think of it.On the one hand, challenges faced in my various community service projects are evaporating in spectacular fashion. There's a sponsorship for 1st prize to fly the winners to Geneva. I've never sniffed Geneva even. Then the school wants to pay for a dinner reception and other stuff.On the other hand, its like life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/116221504306672969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=116221504306672969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116221504306672969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/116221504306672969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-life-is-just-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-115687005543946703</id><published>2006-08-30T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:47:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirling Shadows</title><summary type='text'>It feels like the wounds in my soul have not healed. Or new wounds are constantly inflicted upon my heart. I know not which. My own heart's blood taints my sight, darkening my visions of the things that are. Would that by daybreak the overcast skies will pass me by, and yet there will be no thunder to echo my cries...A veneer, a facade for those too blind to seeUnworthy to peer into the depths of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/115687005543946703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=115687005543946703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/115687005543946703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/115687005543946703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/08/swirling-shadows.html' title='Swirling Shadows'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-114693233184521989</id><published>2006-05-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:18:51.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elections 06</title><summary type='text'>To the people who actually read this page to be intellectually stimulated or for various alternative perspectives, despite the irregularity of updates, I salute you and apologise for my cowardice. I really should have written a piece on the elections earlier, but for fear of persecution I waited fir the polling to end. Oh wait a minute, that should have been prosecution. Nevertheless, I shall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/114693233184521989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=114693233184521989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114693233184521989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114693233184521989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/05/elections-06.html' title='Elections 06'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-114579077449634173</id><published>2006-04-23T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:40:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In addition</title><summary type='text'>A friend recently mentioned to me recently that my writing in my blog is rather difficult to read, as is my spoke language at times. I concur. And if it causes you problems, you have my sincere apologies. Also, I ask for your understanding (I was going to use forebearance) as simplifying the way I speak and write is somewhat akin to (like) cutting off my left or right hand. I didn't start with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/114579077449634173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=114579077449634173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114579077449634173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114579077449634173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-addition.html' title='In addition'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-114578985540417346</id><published>2006-04-23T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T18:57:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Society and such</title><summary type='text'>It just occurred to me roughly what just irked me so much about Singapore society. Now, I am unsure if the terminology is mathematically accurate, but I feel it rather succinctly expresses my thoughts.My greatest disatisfaction with the Singaporean social fabric and culture has really nothing to do with the lack of logical thought among them. Let me first explain this idea.I realised some time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/114578985540417346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=114578985540417346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114578985540417346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/114578985540417346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2006/04/society-and-such.html' title='Society and such'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113393573024296142</id><published>2005-12-07T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:08:50.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where to go?</title><summary type='text'>Taking glimpses into the Straits Times seems to have triggered an increase in the number articles i write here. The Economist never produced a similar response. Wholistically speaking, it is the difference in intellectual weight that ultimately creates the difference. Especially when its the forum page. But moving on...The latest furore seems to be over whether top students should head for elite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113393573024296142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113393573024296142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113393573024296142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113393573024296142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-to-go.html' title='where to go?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113384103848769684</id><published>2005-12-06T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T11:50:38.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>replies</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine commented that NS defaults occur because punishments are not tough enough. In other words, the disincentive against choosing not to serve are not significant enough for some people. With regard to the the opinions of people who would default national service, we must understand that it is a pain to them. Given a choice in the matter, they would not serve. As such, a matrix of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113384103848769684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113384103848769684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113384103848769684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113384103848769684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/12/replies.html' title='replies'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113349773660342386</id><published>2005-12-02T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T12:28:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And here we go again</title><summary type='text'>Just caught a glimpse of the headlines on today's Straits Times. They're going to raise the severity of punishment for desertion. In most places, nobody would even blink. Desertion after all is serious business. You don't join the military and just leave arbitrarily. That would drastically impact the reliability of the military as a defensive force. So desertion has to be dealt with harshly.But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113349773660342386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113349773660342386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113349773660342386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113349773660342386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-here-we-go-again.html' title='And here we go again'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-113309649567299831</id><published>2005-11-27T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:01:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week</title><summary type='text'>Time to write another entry. Don't ask me why. I'm not entirely sure. I just feel like you people need to be entertained. Or i need to be entertained by your entertainment. This can go on ad infinitum so i'll cut it off here.Its been a rather hectic week this side of the Life of Michael. Ok, its a breeze compared to the Life of Jesus, but the world celebrates His birthday. Mine, will get less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113309649567299831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113309649567299831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113309649567299831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113309649567299831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/week.html' title='week'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113272877055637302</id><published>2005-11-23T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T14:52:50.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Musings</title><summary type='text'>"White dove     Fly with the wind     Take our hope under your wings      For the world to know     That hope will not die      Where the children cry"                           ~White Dove, The ScorpionsWell guess what? I'm in camp when i'm writing this. As to why, its mostly because reading a bible encyclopedia and understanding it kinda drained me for a bit. So this is my way of relieving some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113272877055637302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113272877055637302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113272877055637302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113272877055637302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/military-musings.html' title='Military Musings'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113266495503626450</id><published>2005-11-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T21:09:15.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retirement</title><summary type='text'>Felt like i was dealt a blow today. Ok more like hip-hop was dealt a blow. My favourite, i mean all-time favourite freestyle MC just quit. Like that. There wasn't much news, and the terrible bit was I've been waiting for his second album to show up, and it never. And i suddenly found out why. He had enough.Its like somebody pulled the carpet from under me. Seriously. Its such a shame. The guy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113266495503626450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113266495503626450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113266495503626450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113266495503626450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/retirement.html' title='retirement'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113257915103606046</id><published>2005-11-21T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:19:11.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cell phones</title><summary type='text'>ok. first up, i know we don't call em that this part of the world. but handphone is just a little crass for my tastes, and calling it a mobile is just too vague. so cell phones they will be. comprendes?there have been a few complaints about me and snippets of foreign languages. the last post featured latin. this one's already feautred spanish. what's going to happen next?so on with the story. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113257915103606046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113257915103606046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113257915103606046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113257915103606046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/cell-phones.html' title='cell phones'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-113228141159992087</id><published>2005-11-18T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:36:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the problem with problems</title><summary type='text'>Well i did some meditation while walking along marina square. Before all you New Age flunkies and Wicca wannabes tell me thats impossible, i wasn't trying to become one with the universe or tap into some mystical cosmic force. Nope. Just chewing on the nature of God, thank you very much. And for the atheists out there, yes there is a God. For the feminists, yes He's male. And oh yeah, for you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113228141159992087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113228141159992087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113228141159992087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113228141159992087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/problem-with-problems.html' title='the problem with problems'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-113214993426659262</id><published>2005-11-16T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:05:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ailment</title><summary type='text'>I'd growl. But it'd take up too much energy. Being sick, can definitely be avoided. For personal benefit. Nasty combination of a long strenuous day, bad weather and bad food put the Iron Mike (copyright Kenny Yeng) out of commission for a little while. Somehow i'm still sipping gin and juice though, so its not all THAT bad.And oh yes, if you didn't get the memo, Satan aka the Devil aka Lucifer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113214993426659262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113214993426659262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113214993426659262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113214993426659262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/ailment.html' title='ailment'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771503.post-113172679720579172</id><published>2005-11-12T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:33:17.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>returns</title><summary type='text'>               "&gt;          (&lt;$BlogItemCommentCount$&gt;) comments                  so i had a friend who asked me about my poetry. and i remembered this little hole in cyberspace. went through some trouble to reset my password and everything but now i'm back. once more to terrorise the inane, the mindless and the plan stupid, because its what i do.we'll probably be seeing more lyrics and poetry up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/113172679720579172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=113172679720579172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113172679720579172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/113172679720579172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/11/returns.html' title='returns'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-110905781637929358</id><published>2005-02-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:36:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sanctuary</title><summary type='text'>'Holy Ghost, breathe upon me. Into my soul. Fill me with glory. All my life, i want to sing. Praises to You. Here in Your sanctuary, here in Your sanctuary.'Its the chorus of a worship song. Its not a psalm, but there's still so much to learn from it.Starting from a touch from God into our deepest parts that completes us, leading us into songs of joy. But what i want to focus on today is the last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/110905781637929358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=110905781637929358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110905781637929358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110905781637929358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/02/sanctuary.html' title='sanctuary'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-110905580443762563</id><published>2005-02-22T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:03:24.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><summary type='text'>Its been another 3 months. I thought i would comment on local news. But the follow through on that idea is remarkably non-existent. My chief clerk wont let me read the paper during office hours. Sure cramps up my opportunities to spot fallacies.So another idea in the bin. No worries. Have a dozen more lining up for their shot at fame.till next time,el mike magnifico</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/110905580443762563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=110905580443762563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110905580443762563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110905580443762563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/02/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-110571182506880940</id><published>2005-01-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:10:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of, well not the King, but someone fairly important anyway</title><summary type='text'>Its been a really long while since my last post. Damn it, i almost forgot this place existed. Ahh well, i've had a lot on my plate as of late. Actually, i think i shattered a few pieces of china along the way. And that pewter tray as well. Focused anger is powerful stuff. Focused faith is even scarier. Well kinda anyway. Its a nice kinda scary. Trust me on this one. At least when you're on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/110571182506880940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=110571182506880940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110571182506880940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110571182506880940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/01/return-of-well-not-king-but-someone.html' title='The return of, well not the King, but someone fairly important anyway'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-110571076352803082</id><published>2005-01-14T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:52:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Silent as Death himself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/110571076352803082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=110571076352803082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110571076352803082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/110571076352803082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2005/01/silent-as-death-himself.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-108411026689649666</id><published>2004-05-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T21:48:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things like this are addictive. just felt like posting something else. but i still dunno what. most of the stuff is like, involves other people, so i cant just post em. oh well.haven't really written something in a while, but i cant seem to think straight here. darned camp. darned darned camp. d'arvit. (that one's for ya little sis)i still dont know what i'm trying to say. my english teacher </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/108411026689649666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=108411026689649666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/108411026689649666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/108411026689649666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2004/05/things-like-this-are-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-108410954497430088</id><published>2004-05-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T21:36:48.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well. this is odd. blogging in camp. yeah its almost been a year since i last updated. truth be told, i forgot my username. pc died. took a break. bam. outta sight. outta mind. well now i'm back. deal with it*****restarted at the behest of a lady friend named elaine, if anyone is interested. oh yeah, elaine, if you're reading this nonsense, wassup! anyhows back to business.its sunday and i'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/108410954497430088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=108410954497430088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/108410954497430088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/108410954497430088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2004/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-106465196514806620</id><published>2003-09-27T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T16:39:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow its been 2 months since i last visited this place. amazing. purely amazing. well i had a pack of studying to get done, so excuse me. nonetheless, the worst is over now. so i'm back. incidentally, i wrote a rather scathing piece about the singapore education system while biding my time in an exam. i mihgt decide to post ti here someday, but till then, patience be a virtue for ya.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/106465196514806620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=106465196514806620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/106465196514806620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/106465196514806620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/09/wow-its-been-2-months-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-105940031204296627</id><published>2003-07-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T21:51:52.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well its been a few days and i'm back to add more nonsense to the rgular flow of whimsical stuff.had to do this comprehension for my teacher. its an assignment. and as of today, its officially late.ahh well. it actually rather disgusts me when i get compre passages that masquerade as intellectual work, but without the solid logic behind it.at least, it used to. these days, i rather appreciate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/105940031204296627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=105940031204296627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105940031204296627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105940031204296627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/07/well-its-been-few-days-and-im-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-105905691702518205</id><published>2003-07-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T22:28:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i need to write an addendum about adopting older sisters. 1. make sure you adopt a younger brother as well. its called double trouble.2. its no fun if you have a natural one.3. adopt more than one so that neitehr will become exhausted. younger brothers are necessarily exhausting.4. do not force an older sister into this.5. if you need further advice on how to cause mischief and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/105905691702518205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=105905691702518205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105905691702518205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105905691702518205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-think-i-need-to-write-addendum-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-105905675886110024</id><published>2003-07-24T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T22:25:58.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, i havent updated this in a bit.i thought i published something recently, or did i.....bro. patrick has gone berserk with delegating responsibility. wearing a mantle is great. glory of God upon your life, anointing and more blessing.here's the problem though, mantle's aren't exactly light. ever seen the one in kenshin? the one thats passed from one master of the hitenmitsurugi ryu to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/105905675886110024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=105905675886110024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105905675886110024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/105905675886110024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/07/wow-i-havent-updated-this-in-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-95942212</id><published>2003-06-23T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T19:36:28.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>revival is a curious thing. the will of God? definitely. Done by God? Definitely not. Got my first friend saved yesterday. Something special. Something unforgettable.Another 3, maybe 4 coming this Sunday. Things are picking up. Just heard a message that went:Don't wait for the miracle, be the miracle. Lotsa oomph in there. Lotsa me.One thing's for sure though, when the fire of God burns, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/95942212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=95942212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95942212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95942212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/06/revival-is-curious-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-95686663</id><published>2003-06-15T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:37:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>freestyle is strange isn't it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/95686663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=95686663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/06/freestyle-is-strange-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-95686647</id><published>2003-06-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:37:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm gonna be great one day, i'ma do something greatWanna have my name written on a golden slateI wanna be somebody who will rock the boatSo damned hard nothing will floatThen i was sent to school to be educatedin reality everyone was just indoctrinatedteachers kept talking about staying with realitynow they call it basic practicalitybut now i know better its just stifling my creativity.</summary><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-3771503.post-95686194</id><published>2003-06-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:18:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>other post-sunday ramblingsfirst of all, i just adopted pao as my older sister. don't ask me why. sounds fun. now i get to make fun of her mercilessly and she can't do anything about it.wait, that doesnt change anything from the status quo. heh. never mind, its fun anyway, can evolve more pranks to play from this relationship.if yer reading this pao, watch out!heheh. i am dastardly. woo hoo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/95686194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=95686194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/06/other-post-sunday-ramblings-first-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-95686054</id><published>2003-06-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:11:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amendment. i got 13 stitches that time.but thats not the subject today. 3 days of Youth Conference. A blast of Sunday service, and a smashing dinner for Father's Day to boot.let me never doubt the grace of God. Or the fact that i look good wearing His glory. 1, 2, 3, DUH.today was my first ever major quiet time. 45 min span, post dinner. quite an achievement. planning for 30 in the morn, 30 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/95686054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=95686054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/95686054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/06/amendment.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-94737246</id><published>2003-05-22T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T22:06:55.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pain is a good teacher. no kidding. it isn't favorite teacher, but you have to give it repsect.I just had my littel leg wound cut open, some bad parts snipped out, and got another 12 stitches to put it all back together again.that was yesterday, and yesterday, was a field trip to the house of pain. i remember.its an interesting world we live in. and it sucks and rocks all at once. paradox? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/94737246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=94737246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94737246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94737246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/pain-is-good-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-94451609</id><published>2003-05-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T22:49:08.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still remember three years back,Nobody knew about rap.Tupac Shakur, and NotoriousThe 36 Chambers, Ghostface KillaThe names and faces, they never knewThe pioneers of the art, they pretend to pursueYou put your words on paperTake the pen to the padSingin' i don't give a fuckYou think that you're badDo you even know where its coming fromThe blood and tears on the sandsof time, the pain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/94451609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=94451609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94451609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94451609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/still-remember-three-years-back-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-94449233</id><published>2003-05-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T22:03:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like that ant on the webI cant break freeFeel my pain, see the strainIn my eyes, they're ingrainedLooking out the window i see the whole wide worldThrough the crystal ball, witness my life unfurlIt all makes this moment so much harder to bearQuestion is : what am i still doing hereAll around me people run the rat raceLooking around, scorning those they outpaceDon't they understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/94449233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=94449233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94449233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94449233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/like-that-ant-on-web-i-cant-break-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-94447887</id><published>2003-05-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T21:36:06.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a new title, a new description. nothing is different. freedom. i long to break out of the rules around me, silly, meaningless rules. but i cannot. and it sickens me.feels like i'm rotting away, a little bit at a time, and soon, sometime soon, there wont be enough of a will to hold the darkness back. Not even sure if there is enough now.Feels so good, just thinking about letting it out. Feels </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/94447887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=94447887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94447887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94447887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/new-title-new-description.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-94446813</id><published>2003-05-16T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T21:10:34.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>changing....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/94446813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=94446813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94446813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/94446813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/changing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-93582368</id><published>2003-05-01T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T15:08:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really have no idea who pops about this forsaken corner of cyberspace, but if ya do, lemme ask you a question.Have you ever injured yourself seriously before? Like broken and arm or a leg, sprained your spine, picked up nasty gash wounds etc?You know you get stuck at home for a few days right? Do you parents yell at you like never before? Like more than usual anyway?So much for being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/93582368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=93582368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/93582368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/93582368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-really-have-no-idea-who-pops-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-93525158</id><published>2003-04-30T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T19:43:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>come to think about it, this newest injury i picked up was probably the stupidest one ever.just run into the drain and pick up a nasty gash wound. get enough stitches to make the world go round.ok enough.be back to school on monday.point to note though, IT FUCKING HURTS! constant nagging pain on the wound.and ITS  FUCKING HARD TO WALK. damn itok i'm pissed off, 'nuff said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/93525158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=93525158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/93525158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/93525158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/04/come-to-think-about-it-this-newest.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-91633321</id><published>2003-03-30T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T12:08:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm reaching for the prizeI'm giving everythingI'd give my life for thisIts what i live forNothing will keep me fromAll that you have for meYou hold my head up highI live for you....Greater is he, thats living in meThan he that is in the world..Faith! i can move the mountainsi can do all things through Christi know....Faith! standing and believingI can do all things through Christ</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/91633321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=91633321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91633321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91633321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/im-reaching-for-prize-im-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-91481306</id><published>2003-03-27T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T22:40:44.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Psalm 91:5~6]You will not fear the terror of night,nor the arrow that flies by day,nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,nor the plague that destroys at midday.In the face of SARS, keep faith brothers &amp; sisters.Keep praying, there is healing in the name of Jesus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/91481306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=91481306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91481306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91481306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/psalm-9156-you-will-not-fear-terror-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-91273909</id><published>2003-03-24T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T19:43:36.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ashes to ashes, dust to dustwhat has risen will fall, and will rise againfaces come, and faces gonames and places, I still don't knowsome i remember, some i don'twhen i reminesce, i see the sightsi hear the sounds,i feel the weight of the ages in tonnes,not poundsi've felt the strain, taken the pain, and still the light at the endis so very far awaydeep within my soulthe farthest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/91273909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=91273909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91273909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/91273909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/ashes-to-ashes-dust-to-dust-what-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-90761687</id><published>2003-03-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T22:12:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to lead.so many things to keep in mind. so many things to consider.then on top of that, you have to think about the peopleand thats just complicated. people have thoughts, feelings, and worst of all, they get their own ideas on how the world works.and they can't seem to give em up. sighz....people...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/90761687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=90761687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90761687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90761687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/to-lead.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-90519878</id><published>2003-03-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T21:30:59.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You got a minute for yo' son father, I need to talk I'm so tired of tryin to run father, let's take a walk I'm so sorry for what I done father, it ain't my fault But the devil's been on my back lately, he's like a hawk You never give us more than we can handle, but it's gettin hard And I'm a strong individual, but I need you God Lot of things that I used to, I don't wanna run the streets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/90519878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=90519878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90519878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90519878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/you-got-minute-for-yo-son-father-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-90397549</id><published>2003-03-09T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T19:56:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doors to spiritual growth seem to open once you start doing your simple daily devotions. read the bible, pray, and hey, now Bro. Patrick wants to train and disciple a whole bunch of us. its really quite amazing. dynamic guy, bro patrick. anyhows, lets see how i take to it. this next step is probably gonna burn me even more, but the more heat there is, the more tempered the steel. heh. i'm gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/90397549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=90397549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90397549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90397549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/doors-to-spiritual-growth-seem-to-open.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-90110773</id><published>2003-03-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T21:36:24.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yet another posting.hmm...upping the ante on my spiritual life. daily reading the bible and praying for assorted stuff.me and prayer still dotn really mix unless there's a crisis. i just dont like having a crisis everyday.but apparently prayer is more than that. ahh well....i'm moving along...seems like tomorrow i've got one bloody long meeting to attend. got some load of time form around 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/90110773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=90110773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90110773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/90110773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/03/yet-another-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-89545757</id><published>2003-02-22T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T18:21:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot. sum of fav quotes from hc dfeste.1. your concept of pain is somewhat lacking2.  life is like pampers. full of shit.3. why ou so lidat?4. honey, we're out of milk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/89545757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=89545757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89545757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89545757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/02/i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-89541990</id><published>2003-02-22T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T15:27:25.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wacthed the HC dramafeste yeserday evening. met a lotta old friends. seemes like the entire J! cast last year came back to help in one way or another.since i was the only one to switch JCs, i got marinalised. but i got a warm welcome coming back. it was lovely. great plays all.to every time i reminesce, i miss my past.....sighz....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/89541990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=89541990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89541990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89541990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/02/wacthed-hc-dramafeste-yeserday-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-89541910</id><published>2003-02-22T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T15:24:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is coming a little late. thoughts on Raffles Adventure at Palawan. aka Rave.in any case. a few opening comments. 1. thats a world first2. quite insane really3. too bad i couldnt play soccer. why do i keep injuring my toe?4. talent time was pretty interestngso since i spent the whole day watching talent time, i'll talk about it.i liked a lot of the performances. we have quite some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/89541910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=89541910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89541910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89541910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/02/this-is-coming-little-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-89362994</id><published>2003-02-19T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T17:50:28.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes its so hard to explain to friends what is going wrong, or why its going wrong.its just so difficult to be nice and drive the point home at the same time.maybe its a matter of perspective, maybe if i didnt see everything as a stroke of a blade, be it a slash or a thrust, things wouldnt be this way.but thsi si just the way i am, and i guess i'll have to work with it. hey, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/89362994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=89362994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89362994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89362994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/02/sometimes-its-so-hard-to-explain-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-89184797</id><published>2003-02-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T21:36:12.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been one long rocky road i've walked so far in life. whether its cos of others that it turned out like this, or cos of me, i dont know. maybe somewhere in between, the truth can be found. in any case, the road is certainly not well travelled. personally, i wouldnt advise anyone to try. aint no path for man to walk, i swear it.at the start, i didnt even know what love was. then when i got </summary><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-3771503.post-89033021</id><published>2003-02-13T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T22:34:05.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>under duress. stress. pressure. Force over area......damn it. last year, i woulda sworn double S papers would be a grand thing...course, i didnt plan on both of em falling on the same day...and its blowing my mind away, not the least of which cos i dont really understand my physics S lecturer...damn it, Mr Sze seems to lose himself half the time. Every few steps, he's like, wait, thats not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/89033021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=89033021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89033021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/89033021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/02/under-duress.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-88099379</id><published>2003-01-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T23:25:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in all honesty, today's debate didnt go too well. team dynamics havent quite settled down, everyone is rusty, as am i. on top of it, we got the really bad side of the debate. THW legalise drugs in sport. not impossible, but no easy task. well, no debate is, just that this one is harder than most. maybe if i was less worn out....ahh well, hope the team settles down ASAP and get down to a winning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/88099379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=88099379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/88099379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/88099379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/in-all-honesty-todays-debate-didnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-88042738</id><published>2003-01-26T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T18:39:01.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today, i officially broke one of my blades. its one i havent used in an eternity. i have put this one away. but as usual. i keep it for backup. i keep it against the day it might have to be used again. today, befoer the Lord, i broke the blade in two. never again can i use it again. that is my oath. on my honour. Long i have known malicious lies can ruin people. i detest its usage. it is an ugly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/88042738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=88042738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/88042738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/88042738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/today-i-officially-broke-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-87417253</id><published>2003-01-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T22:11:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright. its been a long day. longer than the average work day. thats school for ya. damn it.so we're kinda like all fucked up. like seriously so.honest. its a bitches world out there.heh. am i feeling a tad upset today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/87417253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=87417253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87417253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87417253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-87352227</id><published>2003-01-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T21:52:25.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm supposed to do this thing for my churhc group leader. its kinda important. so ur gonna have to deal with me while i thresh out my thoughts on these questions. 1st. so can we reconcile the Book of Genesis with the Theory of Evolution?ok. 1st question. must we? Hey, even Darwin admits we don't have enough missing links for his theory to be possible. It isnt that big a deal if we say Genesis</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/87352227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=87352227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87352227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87352227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/im-supposed-to-do-this-thing-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-87166841</id><published>2003-01-09T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T22:56:49.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it generally sucks when a plan backfires on you. i had this one about attending physics lectures. i'll just skip the ones i really dislike( cos of the lecturer) and read my textbook at home. i have a really good textbook too. but somehow, the stuff taught in the lecture doesnt appear in my textbook, so there goes my master plan. end result, now i have to attend lectures.on a brighter note, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/87166841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=87166841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87166841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87166841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/it-generally-sucks-when-plan-backfires.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-87112331</id><published>2003-01-08T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T22:14:16.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is another insane idea brought to you by an unstable indidvidual. except, how can i be unstable if i know i'm unstable....hmm....this has to do with what sheng propsed some time ago. instead of having NS to defend singapore, we should have some kinda missile silo, possibly on sentosa, since its such a lousy place anyway. and we should ahve a few tactical nuclear options. so if any of our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/87112331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=87112331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87112331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87112331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/this-is-another-insane-idea-brought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-87112051</id><published>2003-01-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T22:06:54.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as promised, i'm now going to discuss the interesting hair decoration device used by Sophia last Sunday. Its a Christmas tree ornament, i tell ya.....not actually, i'm gonna discuss murphy's law. you know the one that says, if it can screw up, it will?basically, there are 2 things i wanna relate. the 1st being weather control through murphy's law, and second, on the literary version of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/87112051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=87112051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87112051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/87112051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/as-promised-im-now-going-to-discuss.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-86911848</id><published>2003-01-04T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T14:40:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i've actually been crawling around the World Wide Web as of late. Just read some blog links from Shunjing. I'll figure out how to link u to his blog in a aeon or so. Read some of the blogs of people i've met. All in all, rather depressing. When the world tosses people into the dump, i kinda get angry. Hey, it happened to me once too. Unfortunately, my only reaction still seems to be a sword. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/86911848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=86911848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86911848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86911848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/so-ive-actually-been-crawling-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-86911650</id><published>2003-01-04T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T14:35:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A friend askd me this question yesterday. Why is Maaya Sakamoto so damned good? I really don't know. How can anyone sing like that? She's like my fav anime seiyuu. Well maybe Megumi Hayashibara will tie with her, i dunno. But seriously, Escaflowne is just beautiful as a series. 'cept the ending didnt feel like an ending. thank God for OVAs. cant wait to d/l it off kazaa. I love the soundtrack </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/86911650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=86911650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86911650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86911650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/friend-askd-me-this-question-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-86874109</id><published>2003-01-03T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T20:50:52.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can gush about this till time itself passes away. lets talk for a moment about miracles. they're supposed to be rare. u get 1 in a lifetime and you're a lucky mofo.when u get 2 in the space of a month or so, thats called a blessing. Amen. Thank God for, well God. Love the feeling of an open heaven. You can trip and fall and find yerself in a pool of chocolate. who said life aint a box of chocs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/86874109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=86874109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86874109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/86874109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-can-gush-about-this-till-time-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-85879194</id><published>2002-12-12T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T13:38:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school. a centre of education. where students partake in the bread that is knowledge.the education service. where decisions are made at the top. they bend to the voice of teachers, bow to the pressures of parents.however, rather ironically, the thoughts of the stydent population remains largely unheard. and when it is let out, all ideas are just shot down.lets not even deal with how reasonable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/85879194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=85879194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85879194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85879194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/12/school.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-85631749</id><published>2002-12-07T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T16:04:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahh well. SATs. over. studied for them for like half a day.doesnt matter. feels like i'm gonna do well. have 2 glasses of wine the day before the exam. you'll do better.besides, wine is good stuffenough about that. issues. friends got issues. parents got issues. everyone around me seems to have issues. why dont i have issues. i'm happy, life is cool, just a bit unhappening cos of financial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/85631749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=85631749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85631749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85631749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/12/ahh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-85289373</id><published>2002-11-30T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T18:15:12.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back form debate camp. yeah, my juniors organised one. so i went to help out since i got bored.few comments.if you ever decide to have a camp, organise real early, get all the details thrashed out.whats this event. how long is it gonna take. what do you need. who's gonna bring it. it should be available like 1 week before hand.your schedule. do ya have one. is there spare time for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/85289373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=85289373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85289373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/85289373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/11/i-just-got-back-form-debate-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-84869929</id><published>2002-11-21T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T22:18:42.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i've been reading new ideas form dead economists, not all of which are dead, but should be happy to be found in the same book as smith keynes and mills.good book, great ideas. havent finished it yet. deep book. gonna take a while. not sure if i wanna read about Karl Marx at all.maybe i could hold a discourse on weapons. traditional weapons. near ancient weapons. stuff like shuriken. katanas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/84869929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=84869929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/84869929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/84869929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/11/so-ive-been-reading-new-ideas-form.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-84362107</id><published>2002-11-11T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T22:14:32.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. so today i wasted 6.50 on a movie called the guru.if it was a comedy, it wasnt funny. if it was supposed to be erotic, i certainly wasnt turned on at all.sum of it all. stupid movie. speaking of movies, saw one last week called possession. ok its a tad romnatic. some of the scenes on kissing were just too long. but on the whole, nice movie. deeper meaning. nice smooth transition from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/84362107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=84362107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/84362107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/84362107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-83999569</id><published>2002-11-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-11-04T19:54:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hopefully, i've recovered form the bloodlust.yesterday, i would ahve expressed my disgust as Singaporean ehaviour in general, but its such a fine day today, i dont think i shall.well, exams are over, results are out, didint do too well, but i didnt muck up either. guess i'm fine.well now to figure how to spend my hols. as usual, i have no plans. whatever happnes, happens. i need to hang out </summary><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-3771503.post-83116577</id><published>2002-10-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T21:50:18.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at this present point in time, i wold like to illustrate a fantasy called the MOE Massacre.it involves just 3 things. a katana, sharp. a stiletto knife. and a choke wire.0900 hours - walk thru the door of the MOE building0905 hours - see receptionist and ask for office for NE0910 hours - arrive at office0911 hours - approach secretary to see dept head(rejected since w/o appointment0</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/83116577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=83116577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/83116577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/83116577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/10/at-this-present-point-in-time-i-wold.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-83116005</id><published>2002-10-17T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T21:34:37.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>promos are over.preparing for open house RJ now. kalaidoscope its calleddumb name, dumb event.more than half the peeps coming will never step thru the rusting gates of RJ again.anyhows, there's nothing much to see.if yer a gal, u came to chat with older friendsif yer a guy, go ogle the dancers who are older than u, and u'll never get them.then again, most of them are positive airheads.so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/83116005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=83116005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/83116005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/83116005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/10/promos-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-82593533</id><published>2002-10-06T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-10-06T22:33:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new entry. i'm bored again. got my physics promos tomorrow. they're like my end of year exams.and it sucks. duh. all exams suck. only thing that sucks even more is IPW. in a nutshell. school suckswihtout school, we'd learn faster, learn more, apply better, and be happier all at once. why have school at all?aside from teh eudcation system being fucked up, life sucks cos i cant go out and play </summary><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-3771503.post-82235606</id><published>2002-09-28T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T22:57:27.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since i'm in the mood, i think i'll write one more.i dont know what this is gonna be about, so you'll have to stay with me while i ramble.i'm thinking about law and punishment here, cos i'm doing it for GP right now.seems like everyone wants to talk about the death penalty.does it work?is it moral?blah blah blah.personally, who cares whether punishment serves the 4 tenets of justice?(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/82235606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=82235606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/82235606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/82235606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/09/since-im-in-mood-i-think-ill-write-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-82235461</id><published>2002-09-28T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T22:52:21.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thats why they call me slim shady, i'm back, i'm back ~ Eminemthat says it all, i got something else to spew.just read something that goes like this.What can screw up, will screw up. - Murphy's Law, street slangok apparently my last posting on how to kill ppl didnt quite come out right.essentially, i recommeded garotting with a choke wire and stabbing the brain from the base of the skull</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/82235461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=82235461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/82235461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/82235461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/2002/09/thats-why-they-call-me-slim-shady-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01584509524701988317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-3771503.post-81862475</id><published>2002-09-20T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T16:28:03.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a few days adn i'm back here again.promos are around the corner. one wonders if everyone will be so hyped up over it if S papers didnt hang in the balance.probably, nobody would give a shit.and why do we need S papers, cos every wants a scholarship.and why does everyone want a scholarship?so the government pays your way outta this mudhole for the next 4 years.if the end all of yer </summary><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-3771503.post-81590551</id><published>2002-09-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-09-14T18:04:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life really is boring when u sprain yer ankle.no ball games, no running, no gym. yeah life sux.i'm stone bored. what i need is to buy myself a katana and kill a few of my classmates.yeah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kodachi.blogspot.com/feeds/81590551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3771503&amp;postID=81590551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3771503/posts/default/81590551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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