<?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-1013997008591226331</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:10:11.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My England is very powderful</title><subtitle type='html'>Besides giving people a voyeuristic opportunity, I hope this would help all those out there who would want to better their "England".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1013997008591226331.post-4490805355803409444</id><published>2008-11-30T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T06:51:05.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They have something against me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Birds, that is. We have a feud, and so far I have been hit so many times with no chance to strike back at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKgittccsI/AAAAAAAAABw/_jAsePNoVuM/s1600-h/29112008104.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKgittccsI/AAAAAAAAABw/_jAsePNoVuM/s320/29112008104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274454631850472130" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the 3rd time my car was bombarded in as many days and prior to this, I have washed my car twice. What is wrong with these things?! I swear birds have a thing for black cars. It must look like a huge black commode from up there amongst the branches. So inviting is the colour that they, like a parent to a child at a pit-stop in the middle of a long drive, say "just relieve yourself here since its convenient, even not you might not get another chance in hours!" I always survey the surrounding cars when I get splattered and my theory holds true. Only black cars get targeted. And I never get to run over any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of birds. I hate birds. Anyway, just want to post some photos I took during a recent class outing to Sentosa. I know, it does seem weird that a 29 year old is still gushing about his class outing, but hey, I really love my class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKmHGqa7iI/AAAAAAAAACA/PjnGsaURvLE/s1600-h/DSC02150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKmHGqa7iI/AAAAAAAAACA/PjnGsaURvLE/s320/DSC02150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274460754582105634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretending to be high and mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKmpjKT0UI/AAAAAAAAACI/UZF9WUCNfv8/s1600-h/DSC02151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKmpjKT0UI/AAAAAAAAACI/UZF9WUCNfv8/s320/DSC02151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274461346347602242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKnIQHhPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PBurH698pyQ/s1600-h/DSC02140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKnIQHhPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PBurH698pyQ/s320/DSC02140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274461873811570130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not exactly the most flattering shot, but one for posterity, lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentosa, in all its artificial glory, is still quite a nice place to chill out, especially on weekdays. Thank God for school holidays :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, till the next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1013997008591226331-4490805355803409444?l=myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4490805355803409444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1013997008591226331&amp;postID=4490805355803409444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/4490805355803409444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/4490805355803409444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-have-something-against-me.html' title='They have something against me'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/STKgittccsI/AAAAAAAAABw/_jAsePNoVuM/s72-c/29112008104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1013997008591226331.post-8829905342338786686</id><published>2008-11-27T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:08:22.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans are the weirdest</title><content type='html'>Why do I say that? We're the ONLY people in Asia (probably the world too) who would use packets of tissues to reserve a seat. We'd gladly stand in a queue to buy the most famous Nasi Lemak, Yong Tau Hoo and we'd nearly always dig our noses when we're stuck at the traffic light. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been observing this behaviour for a long time. Just the other day, while I was stuck the one of the traffic lights at Yishun, I decided to look into my rear view mirror to look at the driver of the very nice Mitsubishi behind me. An auntie-looking woman. Digging her nose. I stared transfixed as she deftly manoeuvered her pinkie into the innermost crevices of her nasal tract. I decided that staring was rude so I shifted my attention to the Vios on my left. A middle aged guy. Digging his nose. This one is a little rough but he seemed to be enjoying it. I briefly wondered if he is masochistic. Ok, I shouldn't stare too. So on my right now. What's the guy doing? Digging his nose too! I mean what are the chances of that happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next endeavour is to find out which finger the favourite of those who enjoy the occasional booger harvest when driving. So far its been the pinkie (no prizes for guessing!) but I'd like to be conduct my research a little longer, just to be accurate. If you spot any more of our fellow country men indulging in perculiar activities, do not hesitate to let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to Grammar shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Today we'll focus on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;. Pronouns are words which are used to replace a noun that already was mentioned in a sentence. An example would be "Kim (noun) is very choosy when it comes to food, as she (pronoun) would only eat certain kinds of vegetables and meat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately (or fortunately?) there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; kinds of pronouns, which serves to confuse even the best of us in the early stages of learning. They are: Personal, Possessive, Reflexive, Demonstrative, Reciprocal, Interrogative and Relative pronouns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personal Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the easiest one and you probably have used them without even realising. These include: you, me, they, them, it, we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Possesive Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name suggests, it helps convey possession. These include: yours, mine, their/s, our/s, his, her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflexive Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflexive meaning going back or referring back to the earlier pronoun or noun used in the sentence. An example would be this: "I (personal pronoun) managed to find the place myself" (reflexive pronoun) or "Tom (noun) did this all by himself (reflexive pronoun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demonstrative Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pronouns tell the distance of the subject from the speaker. Some examples include: this, these, those, that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reciprocal Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are used to show actions done between 2 or more persons. "Each other" is used when there are 2 persons. "One another" is used when there are more than 2 persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interrogative Pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are used to ask questions. Some examples include: who, whose, whom, what, how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relative pronouns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are used to join sentences or clauses that refer to the same thing or person. Some examples include: Who, whom, whose, which, that&lt;br /&gt;Relative pronouns are a slight problem to those who do not know the rules governing its use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who, whom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whose&lt;/span&gt; are used on humans, while &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; is used for animals or non-living things. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; can be used with both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; is used when referring to the subject or object of a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whom&lt;/span&gt; is used when the object receives the action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose &lt;/span&gt;is used to signify possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sums up today's little lesson on pronouns. In the next entry, I shall go a little deeper as to how to use personal pronouns by showing you some sentence examples. In the mean time, have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1013997008591226331-8829905342338786686?l=myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/8829905342338786686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1013997008591226331&amp;postID=8829905342338786686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/8829905342338786686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/8829905342338786686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/2008/11/singaporeans-are-weirdest.html' title='Singaporeans are the weirdest'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-1013997008591226331.post-3491549841319960729</id><published>2008-11-23T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:32:25.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with the weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSldz-EA_mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0jxyL54gL8w/s1600-h/15112008084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSldz-EA_mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0jxyL54gL8w/s320/15112008084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271847986228428386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been quite erratic lately. It would be scorching hot in the afternoon and raining heavily in the evening. Perhaps the global warming doomsayers are actually telling the truth...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways been meaning to update but have been procrastinating. :P First things first, I couldn't help myself and the girlfriend got me another domo! This one's a keychain, so I could bring it wherever I go. Alas, they only come in 3 sizes, or I would definitely get another. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another new toy I acquired is this -&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSlf2u3UBdI/AAAAAAAAABA/DW1p8YA45aI/s320/19112008091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271850232711480786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In case you're wondering what it is, its the HKS exhaust I have been eyeing for some time. Bought it second hand from a car forum. I really like the bassy sound it produces when I drive it hard. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah beng&lt;/span&gt; car nut in me thinks it adds a whole lot more street cred to my car :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's how it looks from the back - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSliBrZBSnI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZEK1IfkVzH8/s320/19112008090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271852619780934258" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSliBrZBSnI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZEK1IfkVzH8/s1600-h/19112008090.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Cool eh? And my worries about how it will affect my fuel consumption came to rest yesterday as I achieved the best fuel consumption ever! For those of you thinking of buying a car (really there's no better time than now...$2 COE!) the Honda Jazz is it. It's small yet spacious, fast enough for city traffic and yet only sips.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSlnOjUS7aI/AAAAAAAAABo/Kpr5FEfAuFs/s1600-h/22112008095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSlnOjUS7aI/AAAAAAAAABo/Kpr5FEfAuFs/s320/22112008095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271858338510073250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSliBrZBSnI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZEK1IfkVzH8/s1600-h/19112008090.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSliBrZBSnI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZEK1IfkVzH8/s1600-h/19112008090.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The year's coming to an end and I can't help but be reminded of my age. My buddy all the way back from primary school also got himself a new toy too, except he isin't really a toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSllPF818_I/AAAAAAAAABg/PMEoWqAPnyk/s1600-h/18112008089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSllPF818_I/AAAAAAAAABg/PMEoWqAPnyk/s320/18112008089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271856148783690738" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's his newborn son, Ethan Tan Hong Rei. This is the son of a guy who proclaimed at age 21, that he would not marry till age 40 as there are just too many girls to sample. Reality is, he got married at age 26 and is now a proud father at age 29. It's funny how your life really pans out. As for me, I can't see myself a father yet. Soon, but not that soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about all the updates I have for now. Since its the school holidays, we'll just take a short break from Grammar this time. Till the next entry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1013997008591226331-3491549841319960729?l=myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3491549841319960729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1013997008591226331&amp;postID=3491549841319960729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/3491549841319960729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/3491549841319960729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-wrong-with-weather.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with the weather?'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SSldz-EA_mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0jxyL54gL8w/s72-c/15112008084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1013997008591226331.post-9170281400960293940</id><published>2008-11-06T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:59:14.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New addition to the "family"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SRMHm2Js_6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PKXUfd1HVvk/s1600-h/06112008070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SRMHm2Js_6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PKXUfd1HVvk/s320/06112008070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265560753278877602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry everyone for not really updating the blog since the first post. Life has been mundane at best and with the exams approaching, its not exactly what I would like it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is different. And this is the reason....&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering if I put chocolate M and Ms on a piece of toasted bread and made the mouth with some jam then I must say you haven't been quite up to date with the times. This, you see here, is Domo-Kun, a mascot for the Japanese TV station NHK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must think its ugly and Pooh Bear is cuter. But its precisely its ugliness which makes its so cute and adorable looking, which proves the dictionary definition is spot on! Anyways, the plush Domos sold in Singapore are ridiculously expensive. We bought the small one for 29 dollars and its the size of a human palm. The bigger one was specially "flown in" from Japan, thanks to an ex colleague of the girlfriend and it cost about 25 dollars. I don't think the difference in price is due to the Yen appreciating but rather the Singaporean distributors trying to fleece us. Despite that, its really money well spent. It might sound really weird but I have never been so fascinated with a cartoon character like that. Perhaps I really like ugly stuff (does not apply to the girlfriend!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another work day but thankfully the weekend is finally drawing near. Plans for the weekend? We're celebrating our 1 year anniversary and where I am going for dinner on Saturday is going to be a surprise. I'm certainly looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we say TGIF (Thank God Its Friday), I hope to continue where we left off with regards to Grammar.  For this episode, we'll talk about collective nouns. What are collective nouns? These are words use to group nouns, namely people, animals or things. Let's field a few examples (highlighted in red):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;, we have, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bevy&lt;/span&gt; of beauties, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cast&lt;/span&gt; of actors, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt; of soccer players, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt; of students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;animals&lt;/span&gt;, we have, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;colony&lt;/span&gt; of penguins, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; of fish, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;herd&lt;/span&gt; of elephants and my personal favourite, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;murder&lt;/span&gt; of crows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;, we have, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;network&lt;/span&gt; of computers, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ring&lt;/span&gt; of keys, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wealth&lt;/span&gt; of information and this very special one, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wonder&lt;/span&gt; of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collective nouns are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;singular&lt;/span&gt; most of the time. This is because the group is viewed as ONE unit. Therefore we use the singular &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; . Eg - The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cast&lt;/span&gt; of actors &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; not too happy with the director.&lt;br /&gt;An exception would be when you want to refer to the individuals or parts of the group. In this case, we would use the plural &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt;. Eg - The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;network&lt;/span&gt; of computers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; breaking down one by one due to the increased load caused by overuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, till the next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1013997008591226331-9170281400960293940?l=myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/9170281400960293940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1013997008591226331&amp;postID=9170281400960293940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/9170281400960293940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/9170281400960293940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-addition-to-family.html' title='New addition to the &quot;family&quot;'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7mBmsgPukk/SRMHm2Js_6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/PKXUfd1HVvk/s72-c/06112008070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1013997008591226331.post-4330478867155385065</id><published>2008-10-29T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:40:19.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post - migrated from www.chicanery4sg@wordpress.com</title><content type='html'>My first post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here? Wordpress is quite sucky as it doesn't allow me to change to codes much like other blog platforms. Since blogger is the most versatile, therefore here I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1013997008591226331-4330478867155385065?l=myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4330478867155385065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1013997008591226331&amp;postID=4330478867155385065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/4330478867155385065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1013997008591226331/posts/default/4330478867155385065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myenglandisverypowderful.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-post-migrated-from.html' title='First post - migrated from www.chicanery4sg@wordpress.com'/><author><name>Chicanery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916276491022221044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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>
