<?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-23098163</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:43:51.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>markk.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Markk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332970486762248048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23098163.post-5925859779483224884</id><published>2007-03-22T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T19:01:40.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day like every other day. i just found out that my Maths teacher is way way ahead of time. He is not bad, but going just too fast. My friends from the other classes just finished their first chapter, and we are finishing on our second. Haha wonder what will my score turn out to be. Wei Jun had gone for camp, and my gang is down to 4 men. It's freakin quiet without him around, laughing all day long, and Wei Jun i got your homework come to me for them. Sometimes i say things i don't mean, and through that i hurt a person, whom i shouldn't mention his name. Stephane. Now he is afraid of me and wouldn't want to speak to me. I'll try to correct that! i promise! maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23098163-5925859779483224884?l=markk-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/feeds/5925859779483224884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23098163&amp;postID=5925859779483224884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/5925859779483224884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/5925859779483224884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-like-every-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Markk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332970486762248048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23098163.post-1923111566680692258</id><published>2007-03-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T20:18:32.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's freakin long since i last blogged. Well today's not bad, got screwed by Lee Kim Hong, i think she is having her ahem, since it's always that part of the month where we usually get screwed. Ahaha, enough of this, it's getting alittle sick. Went to T.P with Jonathan and he treated me to lunch at B.K, nice guy isn't he! Maybe not? Someone i know is has NROP (guess what it means) well i shouldn't mention his name. Enough about school, it sucks, went home, studied for freakin long, i think i'm turning into a nerd soon, i guess, or maybe i just felt that i should start planning for my future. I feel that i'm like a asshole, when i'm teasing my friends, perhaps i should change that bad habit. But sometimes, i just can't stand it and start say things like, ????? YOU STINK! , ????????? YOU WOW ADDICT! Some people just cannot control themselves, but i know when to stop before it reaches THIER limits. Some just do the perfect opposite even though they know its not right, and its hurting others feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those whom are feeling insulted by my post, but i have to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Joel's blog, i felt that i really CAN'T STAND GAYS! i feel disgusted to their actions which will turn unsightly and REALLY UNSIGHTLY i mean. What's the problem with them! i don't hate them, nor stop being their friends, but when it comes to the actions COUNT ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23098163-1923111566680692258?l=markk-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/feeds/1923111566680692258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23098163&amp;postID=1923111566680692258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/1923111566680692258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/1923111566680692258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-its-freakin-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Markk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332970486762248048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23098163.post-6066604673897671142</id><published>2007-03-15T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T14:29:43.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, woke up at 6.30, went to school for a dental appointment. The dental therapist said i kept my teeth in good condition, so the whole session lasted like 5 mins. Then, after decided to go to the gym, met Jeremy on the way, and went to Joel house for a wake up CALL! My god, he sleeps like a pig, I wonder what will happen if a fire breaks out. So, we went to the gym, worked some muscles, ran 2.4km and yah thats about it. I'm going out later in the night, so TATAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23098163-6066604673897671142?l=markk-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/feeds/6066604673897671142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23098163&amp;postID=6066604673897671142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/6066604673897671142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/6066604673897671142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmmm-woke-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Markk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332970486762248048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-23098163.post-6247396523613243416</id><published>2007-03-14T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:47:40.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing nothing today, but slacking at home all day long. Feeling damn bored, so I decided to post something. Lets see what I did for the whole morning. I was sleeping! Woke up at 12.30, decided to go for a run, came back at 1, took a bath, took my lunch and off to my slacking self again. Maybe I'll do some homework later, i guess. Bye bye I'm going to slack again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23098163-6247396523613243416?l=markk-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/feeds/6247396523613243416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23098163&amp;postID=6247396523613243416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/6247396523613243416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23098163/posts/default/6247396523613243416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markk-.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-doing-nothing-today-but-slacking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Markk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06332970486762248048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
