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that was lost&lt;br /&gt;He gave all he could give&lt;br /&gt;To show us the reason to live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been taxing&lt;br /&gt;so many tests this week&lt;br /&gt;okay,so three isnt considered a lot&lt;br /&gt;but theres like bio and history tests on thursday&lt;br /&gt;and both subject require a lot a lot of studying and memorising&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to be able to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;arh,nvm.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes,im happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks a lot for making me happy too(:&lt;br /&gt;cause you made it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to mug mug and mug somemore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114577646791116884?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11988882.post-114553247953582777</id><published>2006-04-20T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:27:59.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapour in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when im calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord,You catch me when im falling&lt;br /&gt;And You told me who i am&lt;br /&gt;I AM YOURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trusting in that(:&lt;br /&gt;school's started&lt;br /&gt;and todays already thursday&lt;br /&gt;the "yay-tmr's-friday-and-the-weekends-are-near!"&lt;br /&gt;and this saturday's ywav is ig&lt;br /&gt;playing captains ball.&lt;br /&gt;bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really expecting it to be much fun&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'll just go&lt;br /&gt;oh oh,there's gb tmr.sec fours not coming,so i guess sec threes willbe in charge of things&lt;br /&gt;hmmm,flag day on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;boo,there goes my sleep in time on saturday mornings):&lt;br /&gt;have to meet in school at seven something lor&lt;br /&gt;grr,and we'll be so tired out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll just think about the good things for now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114553247953582777?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114553247953582777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114553247953582777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;school starts tmr,guess how im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i havent finished my homework.&lt;br /&gt;forget about sleeping tonight man.&lt;br /&gt;but, on second thoughts,i think i'll jusr try to do as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;cause i really dont want to be falling asleep in classes tmr.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i'll be losing out even more.&lt;br /&gt;wow,i sound so nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;which sends shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;im trying to like school&lt;br /&gt;because of all the different things happening.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;and im starting to see a litte success&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish you would know what reverse phsychology was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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for me&lt;br /&gt;Amazing love,I know its true&lt;br /&gt;And it's my joy to honour You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was light,not too many subjects.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to bring my wallet today&lt;br /&gt;how smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,we had combined history lessons with three a.&lt;br /&gt;which meant that i got to sit with wendy!&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;when is the two a chalet gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;can barely wait for it man!&lt;br /&gt;bah,theres no ywav this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and went to jurong west library with joanna poh and pauline&lt;br /&gt;pauline and me found baby blues comics.&lt;br /&gt;and sat there fooling around for ages.&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never know how much it cost&lt;br /&gt;To see my sin upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how much it cost&lt;br /&gt;To see my sin upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause You made it better than it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114492961977328206?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114492961977328206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114492961977328206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114492961977328206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114492961977328206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-if-i-had-wings-i-would-fly-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114484684012747843</id><published>2006-04-12T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:05:48.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The God-head three in one&lt;br /&gt;Father Spirit Son&lt;br /&gt;The lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;The lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age to age He stands&lt;br /&gt;And time is in His hands&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;well,had meeting today&lt;br /&gt;was kind of unproductive though,but nvm(:&lt;br /&gt;julien! dont stress okay&lt;br /&gt;[though i dont even think you'll see this]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of anything to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;execpt the one day of holiday on friday,&lt;br /&gt;which also happens that the teachers all jumped at the opportunity of bombarding us with piles-of-unfinishable-homework&lt;br /&gt;duhh,i told you life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow,so many people are starting conversations with me.&lt;br /&gt;it must be my lucky day,haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe you were my reason for living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114484684012747843?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11988882.post-114467103037064669</id><published>2006-04-10T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T05:10:30.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The splendor of a King&lt;br /&gt;Clothed in Majesty&lt;br /&gt;Let all the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;Let all the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He clothes Himself in light&lt;br /&gt;And darkness tried to hide&lt;br /&gt;It trembles at His voice&lt;br /&gt;It trembles at His voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,so i havent been blogging for long.&lt;br /&gt;there was sports day on saturday,which was two days before.&lt;br /&gt;and THREE B won top in the whole sec three level!&lt;br /&gt;how pro is that man.&lt;br /&gt;well, we've got all the pro runners.&lt;br /&gt;so wasnt really that surprising(:&lt;br /&gt;but it was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;at the end at least,the rest of the time was just slacking,slacking and slacking some more.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,just finished two tests today.&lt;br /&gt;physics and bio.&lt;br /&gt;stress stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just because im more serious about my studies this year,does it mean im a nerd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114467103037064669?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114467103037064669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114467103037064669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I am devoted to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;I have one desire&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with You my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,this song suddenly came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was for a purpose.(:&lt;br /&gt;well,school was good today.&lt;br /&gt;could do almost everything,without freaking out&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class contact was cool.&lt;br /&gt;and funny(:&lt;br /&gt;went to clementi with joanna after school.&lt;br /&gt;actually planned on studying there,but we finally decided to head home.&lt;br /&gt;and im so tired i just want to go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't,otherwise my whole body clock thingie will be so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'll just be sleeping in on saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;YESS.one more day to go through.&lt;br /&gt;and then the weekdays will be over over over!&lt;br /&gt;but then,monday will come so quickly again.and then we repeat this whole cycle of oh-no-mondays-here-again,tuesday-at-least-its-not-monday,yes-wednesday-is-already-the-middle-of-the-school-week,yay-thursday-means-the-next-day-is-friday! and lastly of course,yeah-friday-is-here-meaning-the-weekend-is-here&lt;br /&gt;oh well.life &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please make it so clear i'll be able to see pass it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114371373124760818?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114371373124760818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114371373124760818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114371373124760818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114371373124760818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/03/these-words-are-from-my-heart-these.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114363269184912502</id><published>2006-03-29T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T03:44:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy busy week.&lt;br /&gt;ms lim talked to our class after assembly today&lt;br /&gt;and at the end she told us not to "bitch about her".&lt;br /&gt;oh well,anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were sort of better?&lt;br /&gt;haha,i guess she really warned our class not to play a fool anymore,if not we'll be in serious trouble and the privillege of going to class would be taken away from us.as in we wouldnt be allowed to go to class,but to just sit some place as a class in the school and have study detention [thats what they call it i guess]for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.that aside,theres a hundred and one things to do now.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'd better go start or i'll end up sleeping in class.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114363269184912502?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114363269184912502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>here's the other half of the journey.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b1b73748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b1b73748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pink panther sign(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/404d1d7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/404d1d7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and elisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b1b73748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/ea055356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at hillsongs church in Australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/1c5795db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/1c5795db.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and elisse at 'the ranch'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b95f2da9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b95f2da9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and thats my finger(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/4a724538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/4a724538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the beach! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b7ab1fae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/b7ab1fae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay,and what does this look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/db5428cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/db5428cb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and delisse in canberra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/71de41a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/71de41a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and mummy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/cda3eabb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/cda3eabb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and elisse (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/64a977ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/64a977ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Australian mint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/4ccaba40.jpg" border="0" /&gt; sign to parliament house &lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/dbfc2fd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/dbfc2fd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how cute is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/9ad525dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/9ad525dc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/97dfb0e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h129/jenisselau/97dfb0e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take your pick of CHEESE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,so they say a picture speaks a thousand words, which means i have about fifteen thousand words here.&lt;br /&gt;phew,longest post ever.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114302766099803492?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114302766099803492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114302766099803492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114302766099803492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114302766099803492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-other-half-of-journey.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114285694137508447</id><published>2006-03-20T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T04:15:41.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, theres like a thousand and one things to blog about. let me start with australia.&lt;br /&gt;okay,Australia was seriously loads of fun. staying at so many different places as a family, driving for so long hours just to get from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i really enjoyed the boat ride to town.&lt;br /&gt;had spanish food there,and it was kind of cool.(:&lt;br /&gt;then went to shop at parramatta.near the place we were staying at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally went to visit all the idfferent beaches in sydney. curl curl beach,pebbly beach,coogee beach. but didnt manage to go to bondi beach,cause we got news that there were loads of blue bottles there,and they sting when they touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of the time was mostly travelling and staying at bateman's bay and canberra. (: we visited the bega cheese factory on the way from canberra to bateman's bay.the weather was super! wasnt humid at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i shall continue the rest another day,cause im super duper ultar tired from today already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114285694137508447?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114285694137508447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114285694137508447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114285694137508447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114285694137508447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-theres-like-thousand-and-one.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114190068290455945</id><published>2006-03-09T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T02:39:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All for love the Father gave&lt;br /&gt;For only love could make a way&lt;br /&gt;All for love the heavens cried&lt;br /&gt;For love was crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how many times have I broken Your heart&lt;br /&gt;But still You forgive&lt;br /&gt;If only I ask&lt;br /&gt;And how many times have You heard me pray&lt;br /&gt;Draw near to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;My beginning, my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing all for love&lt;br /&gt;I will join the angels song&lt;br /&gt;Ever holy is the Lord&lt;br /&gt;King of Glory&lt;br /&gt;King of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for a love a Saviour prayed&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father have Your way&lt;br /&gt;Though they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Let the Cross draw man to You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good.&lt;br /&gt;handed the letter to mdm toh after assembly.&lt;br /&gt;yes! so i'll be able to go to australia peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and school was a little tiring.dont know why either &lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,hisyam was being super retarded during english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;miss mano wasnt in singapore,so mrs loh camt to relief her.&lt;br /&gt;hisyam said he drank nescafe in the morning thats why he was so hyper.&lt;br /&gt;he started off by coming into the classroom and talking rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;really really rubbish la.&lt;br /&gt;silly boy(:&lt;br /&gt;he started squirming in his seat and couldnt sit still.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and even during the personal recount test he kept making funny noises with his pen,kept "psst-ing" to us.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was ss.&lt;br /&gt;super boring la,was doodling away in my diary&lt;br /&gt;how pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mdm toh ask me jokingly to bring back something back for the class.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i'll see(:&lt;br /&gt;so,sophia,stef,hannah and some others wished me a safe journey(:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114190068290455945?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11988882.post-114172826360363561</id><published>2006-03-07T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T02:44:23.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;take me with You to a far away place&lt;br /&gt;far far away, that i wont remember anything&lt;br /&gt;that happened on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;throw every thought away.&lt;br /&gt;forget every thing that ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school life sucks,everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;had chinatown trip.&lt;br /&gt;utter waste of my time okay,every year they ask us to go.i think i've been there like thrice already la.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained home with joannapoh,hannah,rayna,juliatong,christabel,charissa.&lt;br /&gt;and it was drizzling when i got to lakeside,so got mummy to pick me up.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate you.you detestable,insensitive freak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114172826360363561?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114172826360363561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114172826360363561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114172826360363561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114172826360363561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-me-with-you-to-far-away-place-far.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114164669966665616</id><published>2006-03-06T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T04:04:59.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how great is our God,sing with me&lt;br /&gt;how great is our God&lt;br /&gt;all the world will see.&lt;br /&gt;how great,how great,is our God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;theres like only three more days till we fly off to australia.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even packed yet.&lt;br /&gt;and mummy hasnt written a letter to mdm toh telling her that i'll be missing one day of school on friday.and i really hope she just accepts it,and not make a big fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;okay,school today was pretty fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;besides the fact that we had two point four trial run today,and i almost felt like fainting cause my haed was spinning and i was like going in circles.(:&lt;br /&gt;we got back our physics and chinese marks.&lt;br /&gt;and im freaking freaking happy!(:&lt;br /&gt;got 23 out of 30 for physics and 55 out of 80 for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i really feel so satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;but i really think i've become so guai this year.&lt;br /&gt;and its sort of a weird feeling?&lt;br /&gt;-shruggs&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to be known as a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;stupid edmund,call me nerd.(:&lt;br /&gt;haha,i know you're just jealous of my chinese marks right.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe it was tyco.&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had health screening.&lt;br /&gt;no comments.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like super duper lost during bio.&lt;br /&gt;cause we just came in halfway,and i had not a single idea what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;copied the notes from amy.&lt;br /&gt;and she's kind of entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;with stef and hannah sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;talked and talked&lt;br /&gt;but of course didnt get caught by zeng&lt;br /&gt;and sin lih knocked down my bottle.&lt;br /&gt;silly person&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no,i really dont want to go for that stupid chinatown thingie.&lt;br /&gt;cause i have tuition at 5.30&lt;br /&gt;still deciding&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some talk with the vp,mr lim.&lt;br /&gt;blahh,was boring.&lt;br /&gt;well,went to queesway after school with sister&lt;br /&gt;was pretty tired by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have this really strong feeling im gonna have muscle cramps tmr.&lt;br /&gt;-shucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11988882.post-114129077582420098</id><published>2006-03-02T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T01:12:55.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;im like in school now,using the tablet.&lt;br /&gt;all to myself somemore,so shuang(:&lt;br /&gt;joanna's here beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not gonna bother doing the chinese comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;cause its BORING boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid idoitic freaking person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,school was fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;except that we had a maths remedial after school which i wasnt even paying the slightest attention la.&lt;br /&gt;tsk,no wonder my grades are falling like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.life sucks,everything sucks.&lt;br /&gt;GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is&lt;em&gt; such&lt;/em&gt; a angsty post.&lt;br /&gt;hah,i should learn to blog happily,about happy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114129077582420098?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114129077582420098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114129077582420098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114129077582420098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/114129077582420098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-so-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-114121773593842429</id><published>2006-03-01T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T04:57:45.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes,i've finally found time to fix my blog.&lt;br /&gt;my new skin's a million times nicer.&lt;br /&gt;school was fine,just that i think my brain's a little dead now.&lt;br /&gt;had three tests today.chem,chinese,lit.&lt;br /&gt;and ms lee made my day today in the morning when she was reading out the marks for bio test.and when she came to my name,she say i was thee highest in the class.my heart was literally jumping for joy la! (:&lt;br /&gt;couldnt believe it at first.&lt;br /&gt;oh,how i love bio.&lt;br /&gt;because it first loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was utterly random.&lt;br /&gt;crapp,i havent done ms mano's biography and book review.&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,she's nice,she wont do anything.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,on tuesday got sent out of lit class cause we didnt do the last question.&lt;br /&gt;so we were sitting outside,and suddenly we saw ms mano.&lt;br /&gt;annette and amy like immediately covered their faces with the book and worksheet la.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even see her till they told me.&lt;br /&gt;haha,but she stil saw us.&lt;br /&gt;and gave us this sort of funny smile.&lt;br /&gt;-shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like her.&lt;br /&gt;she's nice and funny&lt;br /&gt;i just love the way she describes things,and the way she says things.&lt;br /&gt;i know me and debrah laugh our asses off during her lessons(:&lt;br /&gt;but she really can't help it if she was boring right.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty confident for this term's ppr.&lt;br /&gt;for most of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;note,most.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;wow,im so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i started many conversations with lots of different people and i got to know them a whole load better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really wonder when you like just stop making a total fool of yourself.cause its only you who's suffering.you're making people turn against you,make people disgusted and everything.we're not the ones suffering you know.the real person's you.you alone.well,im not gonna bother,cause life's good without you.and seriously,i dont give a shit lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew,everythings out.(:&lt;br /&gt;well,almost everything anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-114121773593842429?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/114121773593842429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=114121773593842429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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seven out of twelve.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, should be thankful that at least i passed(:&lt;br /&gt;and im determined to score better next time.&lt;br /&gt;oh, irysad and deric ar.whoa.go prank call so many people yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think english class rocks la.&lt;br /&gt;especially with my dearest debrah.&lt;br /&gt;my english group rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charissa,christabel,stef,debrah and me.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;we got scolded by ms mano &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;we rock.&lt;br /&gt;anw,we got scolded cause we didnt discuss&lt;br /&gt;how nice right.&lt;br /&gt;yes!there's ywav tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and worship training&lt;br /&gt;EEPS.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,i know i'll survive&lt;br /&gt;i'll like just force myself to.&lt;br /&gt;haha(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11988882.post-113731769791758390</id><published>2006-01-15T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T01:37:56.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my stupid blog hasnt been displaying my past few posts.so i dont know if this one will show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;went to church today.&lt;br /&gt;first service.yay&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch with jammers and excons and traffick.&lt;br /&gt;no,actually only elissa, zach and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only ate chng tng.&lt;br /&gt;cause was supposed to go for luch at holland v with family and one of their friends.&lt;br /&gt;who was a missionary in cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that man.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school hasnt been altogether bad.&lt;br /&gt;though im still trying to get used to everything.&lt;br /&gt;but really thank God for good friends.&lt;br /&gt;and for my cia.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whaty i would do if not for you people.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna be against anyone this year yea?&lt;br /&gt;hope you read this.&lt;br /&gt;i was never against you actually.&lt;br /&gt;arh.whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more friends than enemies.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;im trying so hard you know. (:&lt;br /&gt;math test on friday.&lt;br /&gt;want that bad.&lt;br /&gt;cause dad really helped me to understand a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and zeng danlin is kinda irritating.&lt;br /&gt;she gives ridiculous homework la.&lt;br /&gt;like the research on kite history.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;like we're so gonna need to know about it during exam.&lt;br /&gt;but i kind of like the way she gives ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;says the meaning and we write the word.&lt;br /&gt;helps us to make an effort to learn the words plus the meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so sad that we didnt get mrs chng for ss and history.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm,mr ezal's kind of nice too.&lt;br /&gt;promise to get used to him.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113731769791758390?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11988882.post-113678067823541965</id><published>2006-01-08T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:27:55.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really feels pretty good to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that everyone else is mugging away in school.&lt;br /&gt;and to know that there's no school tmr either.&lt;br /&gt;haha (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway,im off from school cause of some stomach problem.&lt;br /&gt;according to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like mad okay.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went out for dinner with a family that had migrated to australia years ago.they came back to visit.they were from the same cell group as us i think.&lt;br /&gt;their youngest son,jacob is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasnt really feeling too good yesterday,so didnt really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, as i expected,no one's online now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go now. c:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113678067823541965?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113678067823541965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113678067823541965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113678067823541965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113678067823541965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-really-feels-pretty-good-to-be-at.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113532737571048357</id><published>2005-12-23T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:42:55.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes.im back from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;whee,i've got chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the trip there was cool.&lt;br /&gt;but kept getting stuck in jams everywhere in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;we went to this theme park.&lt;br /&gt;times square,with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;and had wedding stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad bought a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;so i get to use his.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha,but its the same  model as  the one i lost.&lt;br /&gt;and i made the phone light become orange.&lt;br /&gt;top secret. -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme park was kinda cool,&lt;br /&gt;kept screaming our heads off.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even when the rides werent even scary la.&lt;br /&gt;darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;im allowed to go otu with the jammers tmr!&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;br /&gt;we're going to settlers cafe, then for dinner,then going to church to catch the musical.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113532737571048357?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113532737571048357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113532737571048357' title='0 Comments'/><link 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thought i went into the shade every single second we werent doing drill.&lt;br /&gt;with joanna.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off to seoul garden for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;ultra ultra FUN.&lt;br /&gt;went with poh,shu yi and marilene&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;maybe go check out &lt;a href="http://crappyshoe.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;shu's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for more detailed version.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go pack for malaysia trip.&lt;br /&gt;later maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;let me see, actually quite little things to pack&lt;br /&gt;but i cant seem to find a bag to put it in.&lt;br /&gt;hmmh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the trip this sat.&lt;br /&gt;sure say i grew taller.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see all of them again.&lt;br /&gt;though i probably cant even rmb some of the older ones already.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113444626149761378?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113444626149761378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113444626149761378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113444626149761378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113444626149761378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/12/httpcrappyshoeblogspotcom_12.html' title='http://crappyshoe.blogspot.com'/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113444604938940207</id><published>2005-12-12T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:54:09.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahaha&lt;br /&gt;had drill yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and im a little sunburnt.&lt;br /&gt;even thought i went into the shade every single second we werent doing drill.&lt;br /&gt;with joanna.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off to seoul garden for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;ultra ultra FUN.&lt;br /&gt;went with poh,shu yi and marilene&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;maybe go check out shu's blog for more detailed version.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go pack for malaysia trip.&lt;br /&gt;later maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;let me see, actually quite little things to pack&lt;br /&gt;but i cant seem to find a bag to put it in.&lt;br /&gt;hmmh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the trip this sat.&lt;br /&gt;sure say i grew taller.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see all of them again.&lt;br /&gt;though i probably cant even rmb some of the older ones already.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113444604938940207?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113444604938940207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i almost died today at drill.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;haha;shall not go any deeper into that subject.&lt;br /&gt;cause there are too many details.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home with mareline.&lt;br /&gt;cause she begged me too,and paid for me.&lt;br /&gt;so nice right.&lt;br /&gt;met joyeo to pass something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'ce been so caught up with so many things now.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna collapse one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.theres the seven and nine o clock show going on today.&lt;br /&gt;but i must admit,its getting a little fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be updating so often anymmore.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll be dead tired from drill.&lt;br /&gt;and one of my sisters will be hogging it as usual.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cant figure you out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11988882.post-113369895879474503</id><published>2005-12-04T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T04:22:38.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened and i havent been able to find time to update.&lt;br /&gt;till today.haha&lt;br /&gt;hmmm,i remember passing my EE test yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;me and joy were like revising during gb drill,and on the bus all the way to church.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,had gb drill practice on sat too.&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna have it every monday,tuesday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;almost,plus a few other days too.&lt;br /&gt;whoa,tiring lor.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;the seniors were funny on sat.&lt;br /&gt;cause they wanted to decide who should be reserves.&lt;br /&gt;so asked us to line up according to height.&lt;br /&gt;and went to them,while the others stayed a distance away.&lt;br /&gt;im not allowed to tell anyone what they asked.&lt;br /&gt;but me and joy had some sort of discussion&lt;br /&gt;haha c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bowling rocks my world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to warrens with vanessa,liesel and serene.&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA ULTRA FUN(:&lt;br /&gt;and liesel is HILARIOUSLY funny.&lt;br /&gt;she actually threw the ball when the pins and the safety thingum wasnt even lifted yet.&lt;br /&gt;and she kept using her hands  to make the ball go in the direction she wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;funny girl! c:&lt;br /&gt;and vanessa has some sort of phsyhic power on her bowling ball.&lt;br /&gt;and serene said that maybe there was a ittle man inside the ball that she was controling.&lt;br /&gt;you know,like "run faster,slower,to the right, to the left!"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i love you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think theres gonna be some cell bonding thing next sat.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;no ywav this sat.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. PEOPLE!LETS GO BOWLING.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113369895879474503?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113369895879474503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113369895879474503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113369895879474503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113369895879474503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/12/well.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113315462975457069</id><published>2005-11-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:10:29.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omygosh.&lt;br /&gt;saturday's dinner at marchant something was super duper ultra cool!&lt;br /&gt;there was so much food,&lt;br /&gt;and they had a chocolate fountain.&lt;br /&gt;and strawberries and marshmallows to dip it into.&lt;br /&gt;well,had so much fun there.&lt;br /&gt;took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;shall try to upload them some time&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;going swimming later.&lt;br /&gt;to burn some calories.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SWIMMING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;we're having a cia outing for real this tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;no,wait. isnt that tmr.&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup,so we've decided to go bowling.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in chua chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;warrens or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113315462975457069?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113315462975457069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113315462975457069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113299838155555599?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113299838155555599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113299838155555599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113299838155555599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113299838155555599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113292373769373142</id><published>2005-11-25T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T05:02:44.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jesus, i believe in You&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, i belong to You&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason that i live&lt;br /&gt;the reason that i sing&lt;br /&gt;with all i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the nine o clock show is about to start in lessthen ten minutes,i shall make this post a short one(:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's ojt was a little scary,you know.&lt;br /&gt;had to share without book&lt;br /&gt;and elissa didnt have to share la!&lt;br /&gt;but she had to review till commitment&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but the girl was really friendly,and she was wearing blue contacts!&lt;br /&gt;darn cool la.&lt;br /&gt;and went to some place in bugis with anyi to get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then trained home.&lt;br /&gt;was bugging anyi and elissa to learn drums with me&lt;br /&gt;ahaha,so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fancy drill today.&lt;br /&gt;quite okay,there's practice tmr too&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think im gonna polish my boots.&lt;br /&gt;to lazy la,have been polishing for two or three consecutive days alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sometimes i just get so &lt;strong&gt;fed up&lt;/strong&gt; with you and your actions,i just wanna walk up to you and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;scream&lt;/span&gt; in your face.you always want to direct the attention to yourself and you're like two totally different people in front of me at different times ,one here ,the other part there.it just feels darn darn weird la okay,i just wish you'd seriously just &lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt; everything you're doing which is so out of your way,and quit bothering me,maybe without even you noticing it bothers me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113292373769373142?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113292373769373142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113292373769373142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113292373769373142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113292373769373142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/jesus-i-believe-in-you-jesus-i-belong.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113282044263189680</id><published>2005-11-24T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:44:08.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was okay.&lt;br /&gt;and the day before yesterday was okay too.&lt;br /&gt;actually,they were more than fine.(:&lt;br /&gt;had fancy drill practice yeaterday.&lt;br /&gt;super super tiring,but quite fun la.&lt;br /&gt;then went to dover for lunch with huishi,joy,shu yi,e-lis,yen yee,janice and geraldine.&lt;br /&gt;and hui shi and shu yi managed to persuade me to go to hui shi's house.&lt;br /&gt;walked around jurong point first,went to walk and talk in toys R us.&lt;br /&gt;sat down,and were chased away.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went over to her house to laze around,and watched full house again.&lt;br /&gt;and went down later to jp again to colect and do some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached home,almost collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;theres fancy drill practice tmr and on sat too.&lt;br /&gt;that means one thing.time to polish boots.(:&lt;br /&gt;cool,saturday.please dont tell me you've forgotten what day it is&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes you ask too much of me.even you wouldnt be able to do it.and now you ask me to.i dont know what it is that is drifting,i dont. and when things go wrong,suddenly everything becomes my fault.it never is yours.why is that so?cause you turn and twist the facts to make it look as if you're te good guy. it sucks man,everything.you being like that. i wanna turn back time,so i could have prevented you from becoming like this.you used to be so concerned,so loving.and now,once that person appears,you totally forget everything else,and concentrate on appearing nice and good.you can have things the way you want them to be,im not gonna stand in your way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im letting go&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113282044263189680?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113282044263189680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113282044263189680' 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first then maybe far east&lt;br /&gt;and shop shop shop at queensway is fun.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get my slippers!&lt;br /&gt;lime green flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe nice black slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was okay la.&lt;br /&gt;went out with pauline to orchad&lt;br /&gt;went to taka to some koni something something book shop.&lt;br /&gt;she couldnt even find anything she wanted to find.&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up buying pens and markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'what i like about you' is on now.&lt;br /&gt;it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;haha.that black guy with the'voom' hair is totally funny.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get to lakeside station at twelve.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you really like the attention,and i wont stand in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11988882.post-113254821988830477</id><published>2005-11-20T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:19:05.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todays monday.&lt;br /&gt;so mass ojt was the day before.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay,quite fun actually.(:&lt;br /&gt;there was this small girl who kept laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.and my face IS NOT funny okay,elissa&lt;br /&gt;this is getting really kind freaky la.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that dang-ou was my age[whattheheck?] and was in the same school as me.&lt;br /&gt;and we were super duper close friends.&lt;br /&gt;arh,it seemed so real.and now i see his face,i get this really funny funny feeling.&lt;br /&gt;that was the nicest dream i had la(:&lt;br /&gt;hah,what am i doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao,hell irritated now&lt;br /&gt;sister whining away, other ones dont know doing what.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant find the phone.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im supposed to go out with pauline later on.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to call her.&lt;br /&gt;YES YES.I HAVE FOUND THE PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;aha,im allowed to go out later with pauline.&lt;br /&gt;to discuss ss project supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and she's gonna choose her present.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and buy presents for her friends.&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna do some other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;oh, im so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall wear shorts.nice ones,even though she begged me not to.&lt;br /&gt;weird girl,cause she wasnt going to wear shorts,so she didnt want me to either.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113254821988830477?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-11988882.post-113237451385990433</id><published>2005-11-18T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:28:33.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres mass ojt later.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've said that about a thousand times already&lt;br /&gt;was talking to joy on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;and my hands are aching like mad now.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still scared for ojt.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm,i know that as long as i do my best for Him,He'll be pleased(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for reassuring me that ojts arent scary.thanks for teling me everything will be just &lt;strong&gt;fine&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113237451385990433?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-11988882.post-113228714164622607</id><published>2005-11-17T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:20:57.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm just out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The better part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm more than a bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm more than a plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wish that I could cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;About a home I'll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It may sound absurd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but don't be naive-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Even Heroes have the right to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I may be disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but won't you concede?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Even Heroes have the right to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Up, up and away: away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You can all sleep sound tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm not crazy or anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can't stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm not that naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Men weren't meant to ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's not easy to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sick yesterday ):&lt;br /&gt;talked to dina online! haha,seldom see her online,but these few days have been seeing her online.&lt;br /&gt;haha.was supposed to go for ojt yesterday.but was sick, and anyi was so nice(:&lt;br /&gt;let me postpone it. and there's a mass ojt on sat.&lt;br /&gt;this whole youth ee has given me so many insights of people.&lt;br /&gt;so many think that by doing good works,they definitely can get into heaven.&lt;br /&gt;do you know how sad that is.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes you&lt;em&gt; want to&lt;/em&gt; share.&lt;br /&gt;and when you've got this &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;one salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, you just feel so so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kind of this indescribable joy.&lt;br /&gt;but i really gotta study it.&lt;br /&gt;to make the presentation more like a conversational kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;yup, and feeling so much better today.&lt;br /&gt;actually dreaded signing up for splat two,but now,its like kinda fun.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really dont know whats going on in your mind.one moment you say yes,a second later,you pretend that you didnt say anything.how do you expect me to go along with that?i cant just pretend nothing ever happened you know. sometimes i really dont get you at all. i wish that you'd stop pretending and start being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113228714164622607?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113228714164622607/comments/default' title='Post 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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-11988882.post-113211565765266454</id><published>2005-11-15T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:34:17.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;went swimming with sister.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to westmall to meet zach and elissa to watch sky high.&lt;br /&gt;me and my sister were eating at kfc,and i had to queue for her, cause she claimed she was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. (:&lt;br /&gt;so zach and elissa came.&lt;br /&gt;and started anaylsing how we ate.&lt;br /&gt;-GASP.because they can finish the shrooms burger in,erm..four bites,and we couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;haha,then the cheese fries.&lt;br /&gt;oh no. :D&lt;br /&gt;cause we ate in this special way, that joyeo says is &lt;em&gt;gu niang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you really want to know,go read &lt;em&gt;zach's blog&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe elissa's.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,we went to the cinema.and me and my sister were like practically freezing like hell la.&lt;br /&gt;and there elissa was,gloating that she had a sweater,and i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;haha.sky high was GOOD(:&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.panabaker IS pretty.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113211565765266454?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113211565765266454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113211565765266454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113211565765266454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113211565765266454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113196043201914092</id><published>2005-11-14T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:27:12.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HAHA.SEE, I HAVE A HIDDEN TALENT,&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA, so cool.  must try. (:&lt;br /&gt;and i like my hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;sensitive;HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/snow.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;find out yours!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113196043201914092?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113196043201914092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113196043201914092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113196043201914092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113196043201914092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/haha_14.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113193436096068045</id><published>2005-11-13T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:13:45.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I've been housing all this doubt&lt;br /&gt;and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;and I've been locked inside that house&lt;br /&gt;all the while you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;and I've been dying to get out&lt;br /&gt;and that might be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;and even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;where to go&lt;br /&gt;i promise I'm going because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some kind of graduation dinner at our house on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;some excons came over, anyi,zach,justin.&lt;br /&gt;there was this really irritating small guy, and anyi claimed he was CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;yuck yuck yuck!&lt;br /&gt;haha, mum's cake was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh,sister's crying away now.&lt;br /&gt;walau, darn irritating la.&lt;br /&gt;cause she wated to know how to write our home number in chinese; for some school homework,&lt;br /&gt;and i told her, who writes phone numbers in chinese? TSK. didnt believe, so here we are.&lt;br /&gt;heck la, anw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;guys went to play lan os something,we went to watch for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then went to watch grace,gayle, they all play pool.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then went to ntuc with joy&lt;br /&gt;and went back to church for splat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;guess you just like the attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113193436096068045?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113193436096068045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113193436096068045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113193436096068045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113193436096068045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-ive-been-housing-all-this-doubt.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113177075285363426</id><published>2005-11-11T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:45:52.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pam came over to learn baking in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;learnt some chocolate cake,from my mom. quite fun.i was over there too.cause my mom said that i wanted to learnt too. but somehow, i dont seem to remember me saying that. haha she took some pics too.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;dont think im going for prayer meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;joy they all going for ojt.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;em&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hmmm, just hope they arent late again.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll be so lonely. ):&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i have..elissa?&lt;br /&gt;haha.maybe i shouldnt go there so early. wonder when's our next ojt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.now you see,how matured i am. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 17 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;what age do you act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113177075285363426?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113177075285363426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113177075285363426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113177075285363426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113177075285363426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/pam-came-over-to-learn-baking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113168306957431707</id><published>2005-11-10T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:46:19.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.my sister is super weird.in a good way.(:&lt;br /&gt;she was asking my mom for permission to go kayaking with the excons.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly said "hey.you split the word kayaking. becomes kaya king.(:" haha,told you she was funny. (:&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; gayle and grace are super duer wuper cute &lt;3 &lt;/br&gt;ahaha, they msged me "DANG-OU SAYS HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" &lt;/br&gt;how sweet, what a pity today's not my birthday.its not the twentysix my dears. but it was still sweet. (: i really wouldn't mind receiving such msgs on my birthday. ahahaha,dang-ou rocks! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like so many million things on my wishlists. haha,i want an ipod nano.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my french name! &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;COOL RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#fff2bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your French Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juliette Bonin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;GO FIND OUT YOURS(:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113168306957431707?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113168306957431707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113168306957431707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113168306957431707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113168306957431707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113160536059407588</id><published>2005-11-09T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:52:14.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is some super lame thing i saw. part of a conversation online. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-jaw drops-&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHER PERSON; "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*pushes jaws back in place*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME; '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-drops as soon as lets go-&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHER PERSON; "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*places a stick to support the HEAVY weight of the jaws*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-stick breaks-&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-jaw drops again-&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHER OERSON; "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;too heavy liao&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHER PERSON;"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*breaks jaws off*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113160536059407588?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113160536059407588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113160536059407588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113160536059407588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113160536059407588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-some-super-lame-thing-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113149909935315529</id><published>2005-11-08T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:18:19.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;so why do i still have it on my mind? why do you oh-so-suddenly appear in my face? why are things going this way? why are we still this way? why why why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i really wanna know. please answer me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113149909935315529?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113149909935315529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113149909935315529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113149909935315529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113149909935315529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-why-do-i-still-have-it-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113133539238576389</id><published>2005-11-06T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:14:26.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELL WELL WELL.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.SATURDAY AND SUNDAY WERE GOOD GOOD GOOD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had gb on friday.&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;REC REC REC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for two and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;played captains' ball.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then scavanger[sp?] hunt.&lt;br /&gt;then went home with pauline.and talked so much.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to serene's house for birthday celebration after splat.&lt;br /&gt;so much fun. EEEE!&lt;br /&gt;ate pizza and kfc.&lt;br /&gt;waited for gabriel to come, and serene was getting worried about him getting lost.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and some got really icky, dirty, creamy.with whipped cream!&lt;br /&gt;it was solely meant for two of them only, but they decided to get others.&lt;br /&gt;ohwellsy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we got the shock of our lives, we went to the wrong door.wanted to go to the basement, and  i thought i heard caleb screamed.cause he apparently saw this head there.and it was late at night.&lt;br /&gt;haha, serene told us her maid was learning to cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. (:&lt;br /&gt;so we went down to the basement to watch spanglish.&lt;br /&gt;it was OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;went back with them.&lt;br /&gt;dad picked me up at lakeside station, even though it was already almost eleven,how SWEET&lt;3 haha, went to bathe then slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, woke up early, to go to church. were suppose to meet anyi at je station.&lt;br /&gt; but she was LATE.&lt;br /&gt; haha, so me and my sister waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;were a little late for service,SEE LA.&lt;br /&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt; nvm, so went for lunch with jammers.&lt;br /&gt;cant figure out why guys eat super fast.and why their food come faster.&lt;br /&gt;anw, the guys went to play lan,again as per every week.&lt;br /&gt;saw my sister's cell there.&lt;br /&gt;ate chng tng!&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;went for ojt after splat.&lt;br /&gt;at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;with lotsa other people.&lt;br /&gt;was okay, could have been better.&lt;br /&gt; went to bk with the rest after ojt ended. were all telling stories about phones.&lt;br /&gt;some people call your home number, then ask you"where are you now?"GOSH, if they got through your house no, means you're at home what.&lt;br /&gt;some people just dont like using their brains la.&lt;br /&gt;forgive them&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt; on the way back, that train journey was one of the best in my life,i'll always always rmb that man.&lt;br /&gt; yaoliang and zach are the most HILARIOUS people on earth.&lt;br /&gt; they can make you roll with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really wish to put any of the jokes here.&lt;br /&gt;cause they may be insulting.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but it was FUNNY. way way way funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elissa: "jenisse, get out of the train!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "GETTING"&lt;br /&gt;whats so funny ar?&lt;br /&gt; apparently, zach seems amused with what i said, and he says its a new phrase, and its cool.&lt;br /&gt;haha and elissa was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and yaoliang keeps claiming that i switched brains with zach in the train, thats why he's so slow, and i was fast. -.- and then when anyone else was slow,he said: "see, your brain is being passed around"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt; may not seem as funny here, but oh my,if you were there,you'd laugh your head off la.&lt;br /&gt; i think the whole train of people were staring at us, we were laughing so hard and so loudly la. had a stitch from laughing too much after that.&lt;br /&gt;walked home with sis later on. and talked.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i'll never forget this day for as long as i live.&lt;br /&gt; i mean i'll&lt;em&gt; try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and dont mumble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113133539238576389?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113133539238576389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113133539238576389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113133539238576389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113133539238576389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113107994201896854</id><published>2005-11-03T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:53:18.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let me sing all for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will join the angels song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ever holy is the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;King of Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;King of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;everything i need, is You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my beginning, my forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;everything i need is You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have been polishing boots for as long as i can remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YESTERDAY'S WANG ZI BIAN QING WA SHOW SO SO SO ROCKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YESS!! that stupid yunxi not gonna marry jun hao. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im happy, but its a little weird, how can that shan jun hao so fast discover that he liked ye tian yu, then supposedly 'proposed' to her. but anw, can't wait to watch today's episode. not gonna miss any more episodes for the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going for gb later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so weird, two and a half hours just for drill and rec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i guess now you know why ive been polishing boots like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and pauline just msged me to ask me to spot the difference later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;asked her what she was talking about, and she just said dont tell you, find out yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-raises eyebrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i suppose i shall just go to school and find out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh, and there's ojt this sunday after splat for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ooh, caleb says its slack. but im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay , so im scared for almost everything new. SO WHAT. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im going off for gb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113107994201896854?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113107994201896854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113107994201896854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113107994201896854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113107994201896854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/let-me-sing-all-for-lovei-will-join.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113099201215987516</id><published>2005-11-02T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:26:52.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;all for love the Father gave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for only love could make a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all for love the heavens cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for love was crucified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past two days were GOOD. (:&lt;br /&gt;went out with family to bugis. so fun, walked walked walked. shopped shopped shopped. met joy and gayle's dads. haha, too bad we didn't meet.&lt;br /&gt;went to bk for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;bought new badminton rackets! at royal sporting house,where dad was trying out all those golf stuff,tried to play.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun actually. i love the thrill you get when the ball rolls into the hole. EEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, so actually planned to go swimming with family, but was late already, and everyone was so tired.so didn't go. will be going for a swim at five. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;so played badminton with dad.&lt;br /&gt;no, &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cause the darn wind was super strong that day.and kept going&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;against&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me, humph.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went all the way to EXPO yesterday with sis.&lt;br /&gt;so dumb la. all the way there, almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way back, there wasn't any seats. was super tired la, still had to walk home. sigh sigh sigh. not many things there too. haha&lt;br /&gt;bought drinks.&lt;br /&gt;yup, thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113099201215987516?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113099201215987516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113099201215987516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113099201215987516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113099201215987516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-for-love-father-gave-for-only-love.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113059145501035854</id><published>2005-10-29T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:10:55.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;into your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hands i commit again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all I am  for You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You hold my world in the palm of Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i am Yours, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jesus i believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jesus i belong to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;your the reason that i live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;your the reason that i sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;with all i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll walk with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;where ever You go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;through tears and joy, i'll trust in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i will live in all of Your ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and Your promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today's splat was okay la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not as bad as i thought. ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guess it's much easier for me and dina, considering its almost the same as kid's ee. just more in depth and sounds a little more pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to church at eleven la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super early right, then pack pack pack till about one plus, johanna+justin went to get lunch for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and before that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the youth leaders were crapping like hell la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahahah. bell said" all the &lt;em&gt;ankles&lt;/em&gt; were there lor" was supposedly &lt;em&gt;anchors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so serene and jingwen were laughing their heads off, jingwen was saying" oh, [looking at me] were your ankles there?" -jaw drops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so funny, you'll never believe how much fun we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and serene went asking everyone, after about half-an-hour, if they were having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and fed us onion rings. tsk tsk. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they're so amusing can. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND DINA ONLY CAME AT 3.30 BECAUSE SHE WENT SHOPPING. HAHAHA. NAUGHTY GURL. WHY NEVER TAG MY BLOG? HUH, HUH, HUH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MY DEAR GIRL, YOU STILL OWE ME MY LETTER. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113059145501035854?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113059145501035854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113059145501035854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113059145501035854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113059145501035854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/into-your-hands-i-commit-againall-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-113030953272857602</id><published>2005-10-25T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T03:30:13.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESUS, lover of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus, i will never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i need you, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;though my world may fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'll&lt;b&gt; never&lt;/b&gt; let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;meet the parents was today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time in history,i went there myself. met may,with clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;and so we waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan's such an ARSEHOLE la.&lt;br /&gt;so suck-up. he made all those of us whose parents didn't come WAIT. while he attended to those with parents, even though we've been like waiting for ages la! and they just came.&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to go first la.&lt;br /&gt;idiotic freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, mrs chng called us up, and talked to the four of us; me, may, iryshad, jerome.&lt;br /&gt;and mr tan so stupidly came in, didn't even say sorry for making us wait la.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i said he sucks sucks sucks!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;so school's over for the year. except for some thanksgiving serice tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i really think i'll miss two eh terribly.&lt;br /&gt;sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but really, the second part of the year so so so rocked.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! TODAY GOT THAT FROG PRINCE SHOW. WOO.&lt;br /&gt;AND; WHOEVER SAYS DANG-OU ISN'T CUTE IS TOTALLY OUT OF THEIR MINDS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-113030953272857602?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/113030953272857602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=113030953272857602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113030953272857602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/113030953272857602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/jesus-lover-of-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112998942192015144</id><published>2005-10-22T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T06:57:01.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my life belongs to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you gave Your life for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;your grace is all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jesus, You're all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, im back; haven't been blogging for super long.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;been pretty tied up in many things in school (:&lt;br /&gt;but everthings over.&lt;br /&gt;now for choosing the courses to take.&lt;br /&gt;i really need help.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and i have been really fed up by lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esp. you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you probably don't even know it, cause maybe you are too insensitive or something,i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't know whats going to happen, i really don't.what can even happen in the first place man. i wanna forget. i can, &amp;amp; i will. you can't make me remember something i don't want to. and you simply don't have control of what goes on in my life,of what happens, of what we become.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS,NEVER LET ME GO. I WANNA SPEND ETERNITY WITH YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, maybe its just temp.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know la, its really bothering me, and im so glad i have a God to share all my feelings with.&lt;br /&gt;have an aunt in malaysia whose really sick, as in gthe last stages of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;really really critical condition. may ahem ANY moment, so parents plus delisse went there. trying to look for opportunities to share gospel with them&lt;br /&gt;and must rmb to pray HARD for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really wanted this to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112998942192015144?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112998942192015144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112998942192015144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112998942192015144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112998942192015144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-life-belongs-to-you-you-gave-your_22.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112962725445071745</id><published>2005-10-18T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T02:20:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i stand before You now my Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;shouting Your praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;you've changed my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and made my heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and everything I haveI lay it at Your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SHIT la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was depressing. extremely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall not put down my marks here, for all you know, there may be some kay poh person snooping around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall not think much about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trying to concentrate on next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall pay attention in class from day one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i really hope i get into the same class as YOU,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND TO GO AS FAR AWAY FROM YOU AS POSSIBLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;remember remember remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i keep forgetting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why why why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ask myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't even rmb to bring a simple thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i wonder whats really wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112962725445071745?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112962725445071745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112962725445071745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112962725445071745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112962725445071745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-stand-before-you-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112951460645777566</id><published>2005-10-16T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:03:26.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;guitar lessons start today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112951460645777566?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112951460645777566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112951460645777566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112951460645777566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112951460645777566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/guitar-lessons-start-today.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112928377746276391</id><published>2005-10-14T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:04:08.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my back hurts. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112928377746276391?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112928377746276391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112928377746276391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112928377746276391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112928377746276391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-back-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112927364095312457</id><published>2005-10-13T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:57:39.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;all for love the Father gave&lt;br /&gt;for only love could make a way&lt;br /&gt;all for love the heavens cried&lt;br /&gt;for love was crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was busy therefore didn't blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;went out with jam girls.&lt;br /&gt;wheelocks place.&lt;br /&gt;fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;and nydc.&lt;br /&gt;the cakes so rocked!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im too tired to blog any further.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays very lazy to blog long posts.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;haha, will probably continue next time.&lt;br /&gt;if i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112927364095312457?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112927364095312457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112927364095312457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112927364095312457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112927364095312457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-for-love-father-gave-for-only-love.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112918524191641110</id><published>2005-10-12T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:34:02.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am a flower quickly fading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a wave tossed in the ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a vapour in the wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the oral at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to do it infront of everyone before you la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and poor edmund was last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess he was so scared he read some wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw, going out with jam girls later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;five at orchad mrt station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't wait for monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;probably going out with stef darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YEAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;debrah! we still haven't made a date. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;came home super early today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ten plus,cause went to dover with stef.actually ended at nine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and know something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been at this posting page for super super long le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but was doing so many other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't even know whats wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112918524191641110?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-11988882.post-112910113231487394</id><published>2005-10-11T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:12:12.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all for love's sake we pray&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father have your way&lt;br /&gt;though they know not what they do,&lt;br /&gt;let the Cross draw men to you..&lt;br /&gt;TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;TO YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOY'S ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;today was art.&lt;br /&gt;pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;really really hope to score an a1.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and mr heng's so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;whispered ''very good'' to me.and made me more confident of my drawing.&lt;br /&gt;im quite confident for geog, eng 2, chinese 2, science,home ec, art.&lt;br /&gt;most of the papers actually.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that exams are over, guitar lessons start.&lt;br /&gt;major problem:&lt;br /&gt;have to bring it to school.&lt;br /&gt;first lesson's this friday.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel light-hearted now,  even though exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;theres this really really weird guilty feeling telling me i should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;then i pause and think'' study for what.... no more exams!''&lt;br /&gt;feels really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;im all booked!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112910113231487394?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112910113231487394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112910113231487394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112910113231487394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112910113231487394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-for-loves-sake-we-pray-abba-father.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112900837785178647</id><published>2005-10-10T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:26:17.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this will be a very short post.&lt;br /&gt;maths yesterday is so screwed for me.&lt;br /&gt;home ec today was good.&lt;br /&gt;easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;most of the papers were okay.&lt;br /&gt;with the execption of maths two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112900837785178647?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112900837785178647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112900837785178647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112900837785178647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112900837785178647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-will-be-very-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112893628307404922</id><published>2005-10-10T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T02:33:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;something i received from someone. SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;do read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thank you for this day. I thank you for&lt;br /&gt;my being able to&lt;br /&gt;see and to hear this morning. I'm blessed because&lt;br /&gt;you are a forgiving&lt;br /&gt;God and an understanding God. You have done so much&lt;br /&gt;for me and you keep&lt;br /&gt;on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I&lt;br /&gt;have done, said or&lt;br /&gt;thought that was not pleasing to you.... I ask now&lt;br /&gt;for your&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help&lt;br /&gt;me to start this day&lt;br /&gt;with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude. Let me&lt;br /&gt;make the best of&lt;br /&gt;each and every day to clear my mind so that I can&lt;br /&gt;hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no&lt;br /&gt;control over. Let me&lt;br /&gt;continue to see sin through God's eyes and&lt;br /&gt;acknowledge it as evil. And&lt;br /&gt;when I sin, let me repent, and confess with my mouth&lt;br /&gt;and heart my&lt;br /&gt;wrongdoing, and receive the forgiveness of God.&lt;br /&gt;And when this world closes in on me, let me remember&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' example --&lt;br /&gt;to slip away and find a quiet place to pray. It's&lt;br /&gt;the best response when&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I&lt;br /&gt;can't pray, you listen&lt;br /&gt;to my heart. Continue to use me to do your will.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to&lt;br /&gt;others. Keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;that I may help the weak. Keep me uplifted that I&lt;br /&gt;may have words of&lt;br /&gt;encouragement for others. I pray for those who are&lt;br /&gt;lost and can't find&lt;br /&gt;their way. I pray for those who are misjudged and&lt;br /&gt;misunderstood. I pray&lt;br /&gt;for those who don't know you intimately.... I pray&lt;br /&gt;for those who will&lt;br /&gt;pass this without sharing it with others. I prayfor those who don't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but I thank you that I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112893628307404922?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112893628307404922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112893628307404922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112893628307404922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112893628307404922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-i-received-from-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112825243869998102</id><published>2005-10-02T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T04:48:37.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God above all the world emotion&lt;br /&gt;God above all my hopes and fears.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE WHAT THE WORLD THROWS AT ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA BE ALRIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.its all out, tada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't see the point of you going to the extent of this.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously DON"T.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say, think, do, write, tell.&lt;br /&gt;not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;its the least least LEAST of my problems now.&lt;br /&gt;can't be bothered AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;cause i won't be the one hurting.&lt;br /&gt;and my conscience is clear. so there.&lt;br /&gt;you can do, say, think,tell ANYONE anything.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your views are not mine.&lt;br /&gt;neither are they God's.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i know He loves and cares for me, i don't want to bother about you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till after exams!&lt;br /&gt;learning guitar with WENDY from leroy.&lt;br /&gt;hes sush a pro la!&lt;br /&gt;can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;haha.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112825243869998102?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112825243869998102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112825243869998102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112825243869998102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112825243869998102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/10/god-above-all-world-emotion-god-above.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112781742473629362</id><published>2005-09-27T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T02:10:13.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I BROKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YOUR HEART &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;STILL YOU FORGIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IF ONLY I ASK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HOW MANY TIMES HAVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YOU HEARD ME PRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DRAW NEAR TO ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DRAW NEAR TO ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i don't give a DAMN as to what you're thinking or doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;im telling you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you can try to twist and turn the story HOWEVER YOU MAY WANT TO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but when we meet in heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;EVERYONE will know what REALLY happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if you're reading this, i really hope you have this deep sense of regret and whatever shit your heart can still feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;cause i know that&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;" IF MY LORD IS FOR ME, WHO CAN BE AGAINST ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;cause i seriously know whats going on, everyone may be with you now, but i know that my God is bigger, stronger and mightier than any one of us standing on this earth here today.he will protect me from all harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;with him, i am safe. with him, all fear is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you can do whatever you like, cause the truth will reveal one day.it may be ten or even twenty years down the road, but i don't care, cause you'll never deceive my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you are able to deceive everyone on this earth, my God knows every single thought running through your mind, every plan you come up with, every scheme you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think that crying is the key right.&lt;br /&gt;so what, i have something greater. MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;tears roll down when people are sad.&lt;br /&gt;are you?&lt;br /&gt;after this, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can pretend to be someone else you never were.&lt;br /&gt;no one will know.&lt;br /&gt;except him.&lt;br /&gt;and that is enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FOR VENGENCE BELONGS TO THE LORD."&lt;br /&gt;and i will hounor you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;for your strengths are so much bigger and greater than my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you so much Lord, you are my sword, my armour in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;you protect me from all evil,&lt;br /&gt;in your presence, i am satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;for all i need is you Lord. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112781742473629362?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112781742473629362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112781742473629362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112781742473629362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112781742473629362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-many-times-have-i-broken-your.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112752814197496100</id><published>2005-09-23T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:15:41.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i look to YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i look to YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one else will do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one else will do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay, i don't need to travel all the way to novena to meet mom at her office anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i think i would most probably get lost on the way to her office. eeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and cause dad has so nicely offered to go with me all the way to the florist shop  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and then go to church toogether in his car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YAY YAY.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i'll go foe the youth leaders celebration, and he'll go for some course he's teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guess what,im like almost two meters away from the computer screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so the key boards on my lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how inovative huh.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;science test on friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope i don't screw it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i really REALLY want to do well for the tests this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i HAVE to study every single dsy startiing from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh man. really don't want today to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heard from mom that the flowers are like really A LOT of choices, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and they are really really prettaye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she actually already wanted to buy the flowers for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but didn't know if i would like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need something to drive me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you be the one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112752814197496100?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112752814197496100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112752814197496100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112752814197496100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112752814197496100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-look-to-youso-i-look-to-youno-one.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112747254084674696</id><published>2005-09-23T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T03:49:00.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;JOY YEO ROCKS MY WORLD MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to her house with caleb + liesel to do the jellies for tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and not enough la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;joy's gonna make some at night, if they don't turn out, im going to bring the other one over tmr morning to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we still need to buy the stuff for deco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't even contact dina la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARGHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we're not eveb sure what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nvm, actually im quite looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the leaders' gifts are COOL okay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wouldn't mind getting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i learnt a lot of things today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CALEB WONG IS TOTALLY FULL OF FUNNY CRAP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JOY TAUGH ME HOW TO PLAY MY REDEMEER LIVES ON THE GUITAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND LIESEL'S QUITE QUIET IN REAL LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND SUPER SUPER NOISY AND CRAPPY ON MSN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WOO HOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TODAY SO SO SO ROCKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was there helping joy at the stove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that stoopid caleb said i was giving joy moral support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the heck. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw, know something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think a lot of people want to learn guitar just because they think it's cool and just because the whole world is learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just some of my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont' take it too personally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i myself like guitar too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;still trying to get the skill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;good news&gt; I KNOW HOW TO STRUM , CAN PLAY AT LEAST SIX NOTES. or is ti called chords?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i was too much of a perfectionist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112747254084674696?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112747254084674696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112747254084674696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112747254084674696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112747254084674696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/joy-yeo-rocks-my-world-man-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112737691418818393</id><published>2005-09-22T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:24:30.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELL THE WORLD THAT JESUS LIVES&lt;br /&gt;TELL THE WORLD THAT&lt;br /&gt;TELL THE WORLD THAT&lt;br /&gt;TELL THE WORLD THAT HE DIED FOR THEM&lt;br /&gt;TELL THE WORLD THAT HE LIVES AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's music lesson was the most fun in EONS.&lt;br /&gt;(: writing testimonials to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;cause they kept asking.&lt;br /&gt;and also received so many.&lt;br /&gt;but was super funny and fun!&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;MY NUMBER OF TESTIMONIALS ARE INCREASING.&lt;br /&gt;and sad to say&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is oing to be my last post till the end of EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;and off to study for science test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do well this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112737691418818393?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112737691418818393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112737691418818393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112737691418818393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112737691418818393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/tell-world-that-jesus-lives-tell-world.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112704280327873386</id><published>2005-09-18T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T04:26:43.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;im gonna burst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was receiving msgs like CRAZY during dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;each time i was repling, there would be at least three msgs coming in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and feeling the vibration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;speaking of vibrations&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;clement is so so so scary la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that chewing gum trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he gets you to touch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then theres this electric shock going through your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND I SCREAMED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;leaders appreciation is coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quite exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have something in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but don't know if we're able to carry it out leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be quite costly i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i shan't say what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;off to study,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jenisse bids you GOODBYE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112704280327873386?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112704280327873386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112704280327873386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112704280327873386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112704280327873386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-gonna-burst.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112685018111862694</id><published>2005-09-15T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:06:03.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fall like fire&lt;br /&gt;soak like rain&lt;br /&gt;flow like mighty waters&lt;br /&gt;again and again&lt;br /&gt;sweep away the darkness&lt;br /&gt;burn away the chaff&lt;br /&gt;and let a flame burn to glorify Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO EH HAS EMERGED TOP FOR INTER-CLASS SOCCER. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;past few days haven't been blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday was super&lt;em&gt; sway&lt;/em&gt; la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were a little late for maths cause we went locker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we reached the classroom, the door was locked[we &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so we just so called stand around outside the classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till isaac came too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and a few minutes of the whole class staring at us went by before they told us that the DOOR WAS NOT LOCKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the whole class was rolling with laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on their chairs. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nvm la, quite funny actually, now that you come to think of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OMG. friendster just re-renovated again.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll have problems finding stuff.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;why can't they just stick to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, got back chinese papers.&lt;br /&gt;suck la.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now must study like mad for next week.&lt;br /&gt;four tests next week!!&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKK!&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&gt; HOME EC&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&gt; MATHS&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&gt;CHINESE&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.SCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really need to buck up for science man.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of work to be done for science.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off i go to study now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112685018111862694?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112685018111862694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112685018111862694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112685018111862694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112685018111862694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/fall-like-fire-soak-like-rain-flow.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112660386939589352</id><published>2005-09-13T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T02:31:09.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;IM PISSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FULL OF ANGST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FUSTRATED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FEEL WEIRD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DIZZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PANTING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;STARING AT THIS COMPUTER SCREEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND IM CONFUSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe you went to tell the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MAYBE, and don't try to make yourself the protagonist in this okayy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know whats really going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, maybe you don't, but don't we even have the freedom to CHOOSE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you may no tlike everything thats going on right now, but we just have to accept it la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really don't know how to go on explaining,don't know how to say things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe, just maybe, things were meant to be. God had a plan for all of us, he knew all these were going to happen already. he even knows whats going to happen ten or twenty years down the road. HE ALREADY KNOWS how and what we're gonna turn out like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i don't want to continue writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im not the only one who thinks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im just telling you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-sweet voice-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;others may not know whats really going on, but we just can't change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe you didn't intend it to make us look bad, maybe its just me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i don't need to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause maybe you don't know what its like to.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevermind, there's simply no point at all continuing this sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some things were just meant to turn out this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112660386939589352?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112660386939589352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112660386939589352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112660386939589352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112660386939589352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112635598171573907</id><published>2005-09-10T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T05:39:41.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will never be the same again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can never return&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've closed the door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will walk the path&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll run the race&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I will never be the same again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WAS SO FRICKING FUN, I WISH IT WASN'T OVER YET.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, it's over. and so is the nine o clock show la. ):&lt;br /&gt;anw, was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of people i guess.&lt;br /&gt;cell people plus ex-cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYED VOLLEYBALL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's cake was quite a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS SO SO FUN TOO!&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO SCHOOL IN THE MORNING FOR DRILL PRAC.&lt;br /&gt;BOOTS WERE &lt;u&gt;PRETTY&lt;/u&gt; SHINY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS LOADS OF FUN MAN!! (:&lt;br /&gt;LEARNT LIKE SO MANY NEW THINGS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;FALLING IN THE LONG WAY,&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO DRESS SO THAT THREE ROWS BECOME TWO ROWS.&lt;br /&gt;AND VICE VERSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING BREAK&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL WENT CRAZY LA.&lt;br /&gt;STARTED *PPPFFFTTT*ING ALL AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; people who started it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WENT ON TIL LIKE.. JUST NOW?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO CHURCH WITH JOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST WENT THE WRONG WAY.&lt;br /&gt;WERE EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;WENT FOR COMM SERVE.&lt;br /&gt;PACKED 400 GIFTS FOR THE 'RAINBOW CHILDREN'.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT UP TO THE CENTURY FOR WORSHIP AND SERMON.&lt;br /&gt;HAD QUITE A LOT OF TIME BEFORE THE REAL THING STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE WE WERE LET OFF EARLIER FROM COMM SERVE.&lt;br /&gt;SO ME AND JOY WERE CRAPPING LIKE HELL LA.&lt;br /&gt;AND DINA WAS STANDING THERE GOING:'' UNCIVILISED. TSK TSK"&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE WAS TRYING SO SO HARD NOT TO COLLAPSE FROM LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;I COULD TELL. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; SUPER FARNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMACK SMACK.&lt;br /&gt;TRYING TO LIFT UP EACH OTHER'S SCHOOL SKIRTS. oops. (:&lt;br /&gt;AND *PPFFTT*ING AT EACH OTHER.&lt;br /&gt;PULLING HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;PULL OFF THE RUBBERBAND.&lt;br /&gt;POKE POKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS JUST SO SO SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, MAYBE FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE WAS LAUGHING LIKE A MAD PERSON LA.&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY, BOTH OF US WERE.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DINA TALKED TO ME!!&lt;br /&gt;SO DID GAYLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS VERY ENRICHING,FUFILLING, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND FUN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112635598171573907?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112635598171573907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112635598171573907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112635598171573907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112635598171573907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-never-be-same-again-i-can-never.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112625719171632306</id><published>2005-09-09T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T02:13:11.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTIN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though you'l probably never gonna see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going over to justin, pam, timothy's place for barberque!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we can actually walk there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i really don't think we are going to walk over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause we have a CAKE to bring over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i really hope the present's appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just re-did my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i took the format from DEBRAHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mom's baking again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it would be best not to talk to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sister's watching tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and one of them's going to burst i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from exaust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if there's such a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;need to go to school tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for drill training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for some DI thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which i was being volunteered for. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i don't really mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and know something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE KEYBOARD'S ON MY LAP NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COOL HUH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;muahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh man, i really do hope we get home in time to watch the nine o clock show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last episode today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know what you're up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112625719171632306?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112625719171632306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112625719171632306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112625719171632306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112625719171632306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/yay-happy-birthday-justin_09.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112625269868905344</id><published>2005-09-09T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:58:18.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUCH BLOOD, SWEAT AND TIME HAS BEEN SPENT ON THIS BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'D BETTER APPRECIATE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112625269868905344?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112625269868905344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112625269868905344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112625269868905344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112625269868905344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/much-blood-sweat-and-time-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112624120574239889</id><published>2005-09-08T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:46:45.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just realised that there ar eonly two more days to the start of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am watching princess diaries two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, i don't really mind going back yo school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's quite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;execpt for all the tests..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home ec test the first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i find myself falling in love with TIARAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND SOCKS .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112624120574239889?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112624120574239889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112624120574239889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112624120574239889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112624120574239889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-just-realised-that-there-ar-eonly.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112531604223883307</id><published>2005-08-29T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:42:58.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG. I JUST REALISED THAT I TOPPED THE CLASS FOR ART. OF ALL SUBJECTS-&lt;strong&gt;ART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92.4, &lt;/strong&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT. (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW THAT GUY'S JUST DYING TO BEAT ME, TO SHOUT " HAH! SEE, I TOLD YOU I'D BEAT YOU! '' SO WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super SUPER fun la!&lt;br /&gt;took class photo. he's freaking extraded lorh.&lt;br /&gt;laid on nicolas.&lt;br /&gt;poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;sick arse la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stand the sight of you.&lt;br /&gt;seeing you is absolutely the part of the day i really hate the most la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we just wanted to give you &lt;strong&gt;FACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tmr,&lt;br /&gt;stef's gonna come BAKE!&lt;br /&gt;eeeee!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back in school today to do art stuff.&lt;br /&gt;MOST FUN AFTER SCHOOL DAY TODAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL PUT ALL THESE IN CAPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATE LUNCH IN SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;WENT UP TO THE ART ROOM TO START.&lt;br /&gt;AFTER QUITE A WHILE, REALISED WE DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH WHITE PAINT.&lt;br /&gt;SO WENT ALL AROUND TO FIND.&lt;br /&gt;TOO LONG JOURNEY LE.&lt;br /&gt;SO WON'T ELABORATE.&lt;br /&gt;JULIA AND OTHERS...&lt;br /&gt;JOCELYN IS SUPER HILARIOUS LA.&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU KNOW HOW PERVERTIC SHE CAN GET RIGHT,WENDY.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT HOME AFTER THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH,&lt;br /&gt;dad's gonna be in some other country besides s'pore on his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;so unfair lorh.&lt;br /&gt;hmph..&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna join the guitar cca.&lt;br /&gt;if my mom allows la.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope she does lorh.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna let you know&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't revolve around you alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112531604223883307?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112531604223883307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112531604223883307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112531604223883307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112531604223883307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112497289422428408</id><published>2005-08-25T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:43:31.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe it's because&lt;br /&gt;we wanna make life better&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;i know that you're&lt;br /&gt;the only one who can&lt;br /&gt;satistfy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hiccuping a LOT yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;at clementi,&lt;br /&gt;went to eat lunch with pauline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played volleyball during pe.&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA ULTRA FUN man!!&lt;br /&gt;sophia, may, joanna, stef and wendy were in my group.&lt;br /&gt;played against hisyam that group.&lt;br /&gt;all play cheat on la. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking FUNNY la,&lt;br /&gt;so entertaining.. :D&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;have to wear gb full u tmr.&lt;br /&gt;polish polish polish boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting bored of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but i've no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;GOT BACK GEOG PAPERS&lt;br /&gt;at last.&lt;br /&gt;15 1/2 out of 20!&lt;br /&gt;was super super HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112497289422428408?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112497289422428408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112497289422428408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112497289422428408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112497289422428408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/maybe-its-because-we-wanna-make-life.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112487773332078573</id><published>2005-08-24T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:43:49.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do we still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;try so hard?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we know nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on this earth matters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the long run?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOK LOTSA PHOTOS DURING ORCA PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;may&gt;&gt;you're suppose to send them to me okayy!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;and me and stef are gonna bake cookies for the teachers!&lt;br /&gt;mrs. chng's one is gonna be SPECIAL man.&lt;br /&gt;hers is gonna be in a really prettaye box.heart.&lt;br /&gt;and the otheres are gonna be wraped up in those pretty transparent plastic wraping paper.&lt;br /&gt;got back sci papers.&lt;br /&gt;shit la,i really hate science lor.&lt;br /&gt;can only hope i do really well for geog.&lt;br /&gt;want to get geog paper back tmr.&lt;br /&gt;despo.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during free period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went all around the school taking photos!&lt;br /&gt;super fun la.&lt;br /&gt;mrs ong told us to go to the home ec room.&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't even there.&lt;br /&gt;freak la.&lt;br /&gt;waste our time only.&lt;br /&gt;then went for sicenc.[bleahh.]&lt;br /&gt;took class photo after school. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even the best things come to an end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11988882.post-112479048957532040</id><published>2005-08-23T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:44:05.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know how to say exactly how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And I can't begin&lt;br /&gt;to tell you what your love has meant&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost for words&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to show the passion in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can I express how truly great I think you are&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;Lord, this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;To pour my love on You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like oil upon your feet&lt;br /&gt;Like wine for you to drink&lt;br /&gt;Like water from my heart&lt;br /&gt;I pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;If praise is like perfume&lt;br /&gt;I'll lavish mine on you&lt;br /&gt;Till every drop is gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to show the passion in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can I express how truly great I think you are&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;Lord, this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;To pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;Like oil upon your feet&lt;br /&gt;Like wine for you to drink&lt;br /&gt;Like water from my heart&lt;br /&gt;I pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;If praise is like perfume&lt;br /&gt;I'll lavish mine on you&lt;br /&gt;Till every drop is gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll pour my love on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112479048957532040?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112479048957532040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for You alone deserve all glory&lt;br /&gt;for You alone deserve all praise&lt;br /&gt;Father we worship and adore you&lt;br /&gt;Father we long to seek your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah bah bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;wendy kept asking this:'WHAT SHOE TO BUY?'&lt;br /&gt;ugh, haha, finally bought a nike one i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to bring the chocs tmr hor!&lt;br /&gt;you're not gonna read this anw.&lt;br /&gt;had maths test today.&lt;br /&gt;bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;didn't manage to complete the last few questions.&lt;br /&gt;mr heng helped to answer a lot of questions.&lt;br /&gt;whine whine whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GET BACK GEOG AND SCIENCE PAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;i want to beat you. (:&lt;br /&gt;in EOY's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally decided to study.&lt;br /&gt;to focus.&lt;br /&gt;im trying.&lt;br /&gt;very hard la.&lt;br /&gt;it is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably gonna go out with deb tmr!&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;maybe get neos.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to abstain from junk food.&lt;br /&gt;and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@%&amp;*#%@^#^&amp;amp;^$#&lt;br /&gt;i hate you, bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112479034768327499?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112479034768327499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112479034768327499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112479034768327499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112479034768327499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-you-alone-deserve-all-glory-for.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112469864847615951</id><published>2005-08-22T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:44:49.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You lived, You died&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You rose again on high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You opened the way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the world to live again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLELUJAH for all You've done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of changing blog.&lt;br /&gt;but so wasted.. all my previous posts will be gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really can't wait for the super LONGG HOLS to come!! EEEEEE!! then won't need to go to school.so fun.so slack.just hate the homework part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time. i won't do it, then later, i won't be able to find it. bah!&lt;br /&gt;stupid gb&gt;&gt;can't go for cia nor birthday celebration! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;still need to do marshall stuff.&lt;br /&gt;directing traffic!&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope the cars will be safe,&lt;br /&gt;they won't crash.&lt;br /&gt;ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS CERTAINLY THE MOST HORRIBLE DAY OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO SCHOOL,&lt;br /&gt;SHOES WERE SOAKED,SO COULDN'T WEAR.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT, WAS ALMOST LATE FOR SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;REALISED THAT THE SHOES I WORE HAD a hole.&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKING PISSED LE.&lt;br /&gt;DISCOVERED I TOTALLY FORGOT TO BRING SEWING KIT.&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE&gt; DID ZUO YE BOOK, DIDN'T DO THE SONG THING.NO IDEA WHY.&lt;br /&gt;COULDN'T FIND A TABLE DURING RECESS[quite normal]&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT SUPER GLUE.&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT&gt;&gt;WENDY AND ME GOT SUPER GLUE ALL OVER OUR HANDS.[she had more xD]&lt;br /&gt;WERE LATE FOR ART!&lt;br /&gt;CAUS EI FORGOT TO TAKE MY SKETCH BOOK SO RAN BACK TO TAKE IT,[ amy forgot her chinese books too, but didn't even know. haha.]&lt;br /&gt;SUPER GLUE CAME OUT! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;PUT IT INSIDE MY POCKET!&lt;br /&gt;SO MY LEG, SHORTS AND SKIRT WERE ALL STUCK TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;DARN GLUE,&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SUPER GLUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD A REALLY HARD TIME GETTING IT ALL OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY NICE THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME WAS THAT I FOUND OUT I SCORED 90.4 FOR ART PPR.&lt;br /&gt;yao wei was swearing that he would beat me in ceramics and be the top instead.&lt;br /&gt;whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;as if i care.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112469864847615951?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112469864847615951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112469864847615951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112469864847615951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112469864847615951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-lived-you-died-you-rose-again-on.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112461246844132306</id><published>2005-08-21T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:45:14.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;put me in the deepest valley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the highest mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still i will say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ALONE WILL I WORSHIP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT EVERTHING TO DISSAPPEAR.&lt;br /&gt;TO JUST GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;i know im dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i may seem like im trying to run.&lt;br /&gt;like im pretending nothing happened at all.&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i want to stay in your presence Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the ends of the earth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still i will say&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessed be the name of the Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessed be your glorious name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to know anything more than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah.&lt;br /&gt;we're [ywav] gonna have a year-end camp.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna choose the theme!&lt;br /&gt;two left&gt;&gt; one life, live it and rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i voted one life, live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why also. haha&lt;br /&gt;wanted no limits, but it already got out.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;what matters most is that we have fun, and that more people will come to know about our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112461246844132306?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112461246844132306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112461246844132306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112461246844132306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112461246844132306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/put-me-in-deepest-valley-on-highest.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112460669892582429</id><published>2005-08-20T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:45:43.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i would do anything&lt;br /&gt;just to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;my Jesus, my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for first service today.&lt;br /&gt;joy had sunday school duty.&lt;br /&gt;so sat with liesel and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cafe galilee after church service with sister, anyi and justin.&lt;br /&gt;talked talked talked about some band they formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the service there sucked la.&lt;br /&gt;said that they couldn't give us any more chilli sauce cause their supplier wasn't going to come anymore, and that they needed to 'save' some for later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatheheck&lt;/em&gt; la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112460669892582429?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112460669892582429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112460669892582429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112460669892582429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112460669892582429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-would-do-anything-just-to-be-with.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112451880676263737</id><published>2005-08-19T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:46:03.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you did not wait for me&lt;br /&gt;to draw near to you&lt;br /&gt;but you clothed Yourself&lt;br /&gt;with frail humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BACK FROM THERE.&lt;br /&gt;one TOOTH's gone.&lt;br /&gt;the whole process was gruesome.&lt;br /&gt;the injected some liquid into that part,&lt;br /&gt;i could literally feel the liquid going up my gums and lips.&lt;br /&gt;dad kept talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;to take my mind off it&lt;br /&gt;then had cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;when the numbness had set in,&lt;br /&gt;the started pulling it.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really pain, but could hear the ''pak' sound as the tooth came out.&lt;br /&gt;went to get new glasses before that.&lt;br /&gt;GOT FRAMELESS.&lt;br /&gt;degree went up by only 25.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;thank God.&lt;br /&gt;my haed now hurts.&lt;br /&gt;cause that guy kept changing the degree.&lt;br /&gt;when he checked my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;ouch ouch ouch.&lt;br /&gt;but endurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SICK AND TIRED OF EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;everything just gets in the way,&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i am really really lost.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112451880676263737?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112451880676263737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112451880676263737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112451880676263737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112451880676263737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-did-not-wait-for-me-to-draw-near.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112444946917417344</id><published>2005-08-19T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:46:22.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;gb ended early today. thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.IM GOING TO HAVE ONE TOOTH LESS AT EIGHT PM TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;DARN DARN DARN.&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO GET NEW GLASSES TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE TO GET FRAMELESS ONES.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I THINK THEY'RE COOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;red cross hadn't ended when i was walking out of school.&lt;br /&gt;poor first-aiders.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. dad fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;JOYEO JUST PROCLAIMED HER LOVE FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;guess why i put that in caps. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why couldn't he go for reservice&lt;br /&gt;for two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;or two months?&lt;br /&gt;or two YEARS??&lt;br /&gt;even better&gt;&gt; GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW&gt;&gt; IM STARTING TO FIND FRIENDSTER A LITTLE BORING.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S ALMOST NOTHING FOR YOU TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT MAYBE LOOK AT OTHER'S PICS?? -SHRUGGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HOPE I DO WELL IN THIS GEOG TEST.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I REALLY DID STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HATE MAPWORK.&lt;br /&gt;THERE WASN'T ANY THIS TIME THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SCORE AN A1 THIS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112444946917417344?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112444946917417344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112444946917417344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112444946917417344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112444946917417344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-starting-to-find-friendster-little.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112435480788739193</id><published>2005-08-18T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:52:07.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;is there any way to make you talk?&lt;br /&gt;is there anything i could do?&lt;br /&gt;is there anything that i did?&lt;br /&gt;is there anything that would make you forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being so emotional on that post. a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;just felt it coming, and IT'S NOT DIRECTED TO ANYONE IN PARTICULAR.. SO DON'T BE UPSET OR ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what exactly to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, im three different people.&lt;br /&gt;one in school.&lt;br /&gt;one in church.&lt;br /&gt;and one in the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if im a totally different person in the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that won't do.&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to live a life that glorifies God.&lt;br /&gt;im still trying.&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;it never was.&lt;br /&gt;even for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had to die on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine the pain and scariness of even the thought of that?&lt;br /&gt;we probably may, but we'll never know what it's really like, cause we'll never have to go through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must have been difficult to believe that you were going to die, and being persecuted for what you did not do.and even to think that you were going to rise up after three days.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of trying to run or escape from the situation, you stayed there to face the great plans of your Father's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;IN EVERY SINGLE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TRYING MY BEST.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE BELIEVE ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112435480788739193?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112435480788739193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112435480788739193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112435480788739193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112435480788739193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/is-there-any-way-to-make-you-talk-is.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112427161797799216</id><published>2005-08-17T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:40:17.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;your beautiful&lt;br /&gt;you're beautiful....it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened today actually. normal day.&lt;br /&gt;have been sleeping my charisse's room.&lt;br /&gt;cause our air-con's spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;really, you'll fell as if you're in an OVEN.&lt;br /&gt;it's that bad.&lt;br /&gt;and the guy coming to fix it only can make it on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;thats eons away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what im doing now..&lt;br /&gt;im eating CHOCOLATE!&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to chocolate. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love white chocs.&lt;br /&gt;madly.&lt;br /&gt;cadbury's the BEST&gt; .&lt; went home with stef, grace, marilene and julia. gossip gossip gossip. about anything and everything. teachers =complaining and sharing stories.&lt;br /&gt;some really ridiculous ones.&lt;br /&gt;some were REALLY funny.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like mad people.&lt;br /&gt;classmates too?&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;God teaches us not to gossip.&lt;br /&gt;uh oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a really naughty gurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know He still loves me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're some reallyREALLY weird stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;except maybe one?&lt;br /&gt;and IM GOING TO BURST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it, there's a geog test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and ms toh just told us TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;she sucks at teaching man.&lt;br /&gt;just loves giving piles of homework and going through them.&lt;br /&gt;seldom teaches loh&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i scored so low.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this.i hate eveything!!&lt;br /&gt;all because of STUPID MAPWORK.&lt;br /&gt;she told us to study the wrong countries la!&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;and we played volleyball during PE.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun la.&lt;br /&gt;some people have REFLEXES PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;they can just stand there while the ball goes right past them.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;freaks too.&lt;br /&gt;and wipe that smug look off your face.&lt;br /&gt;saw a BEE! eeks!&lt;br /&gt;maple said she saw my friend&gt; the bee.&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, maple's always lame. heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;going off to study for geog test le!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112427161797799216?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112427161797799216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112427161797799216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112427161797799216'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord have your way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord have your way in us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some banner painting today.&lt;br /&gt;AND I PASSED MY SCUBA DIVING TEST!&lt;br /&gt;I SCORED 45 OUT OF 50.&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I CAN GET MY CERTIFICATE!&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. i just forgot what i wanted to type.&lt;br /&gt;freaking busy- blogging / uploading pics / msging / chatting /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112419573621186754?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112419573621186754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you claimed to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what you weren't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you claimed about what others were&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet you didn't realise..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING.&lt;br /&gt;most of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today's the last episode for the channel eight's 9pm show.&lt;br /&gt;had science test today.&lt;br /&gt;reallyREALLY hope i do well.&lt;br /&gt;saw joyeo a lot A LOT of times. caleb wong too.&lt;br /&gt;he's nuts.&lt;br /&gt;came out of ms toh's classroom saying "I DON'T WANT TO DO BANNER!''&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. okayy,im done about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those people who invented textbooks suck. why can't they just mind their OWN BUSINESS and not create trouble for living species on this earth? i mean, we could all be just sleeping in every morning, computer computer computer, tv.. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, stayed back in school today,GB.&lt;br /&gt;guys went mad.totally.&lt;br /&gt;they went to get those toy guns, which had ,um, those round plastic balls as the pellets. and the guns really worked okay!&lt;br /&gt;and then later when they realised that they had no more pellets. they started this massive hunt for them, cause they were ALL OVER the classroom floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for gb.&lt;br /&gt;don't know what the HELL's wrong woth those blasted sec ones.&lt;br /&gt;kept turning around to look at the ncc guys do PT when we were supposed to be having squad time.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DUMB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DUMB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DUMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112385242542465049?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112385242542465049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112385242542465049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112385242542465049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112385242542465049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-claimed-to-be-what-you-werent-you.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112364637447097841</id><published>2005-08-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:01:29.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;something has happened to my friendster account!!&lt;br /&gt;darn. all my pics can't be seen la. SO PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;how could that have happened?&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause i haven't logged in for super long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all my posts are becoming CENTRALISED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENDY&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WORDS ON THE TOP ARE FROM FOP.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WERE THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112364637447097841?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112364637447097841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112364637447097841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112364637447097841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112364637447097841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-words-on-top-are-from-fop.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112358700254371125</id><published>2005-08-09T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T04:30:02.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,ndp progamme's are on like almost EVERY channel.&lt;br /&gt;do you find any sense in broadcasting two EXACTLY same progammes??&lt;br /&gt;thats exactly what they're doing now la.&lt;br /&gt;channel u and channel 8 are both showing the ndp parade in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS THE POINT?&lt;br /&gt;ISN"T ONE ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH WEIRD PEOPLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112358700254371125?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112358700254371125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112358700254371125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112358700254371125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112358700254371125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/okayndp-progammes-are-on-like-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112358603226518155</id><published>2005-08-09T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:30:07.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the Bright and Morning Star,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way,&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done,&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;,And You've told me who I am..&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin,&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love,&lt;br /&gt;and watch me rise again,&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done,&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am...&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours,&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours,&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112358603226518155?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112358603226518155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112358603226518155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112358603226518155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112358603226518155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-am-i-that-lord-of-all-earth-would.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112356020724265501</id><published>2005-08-08T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:03:27.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we took lots of photos yesterday! im still waiting for amy to unblock me from msn and send me them. we took pics on the way home. dad's back. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112356020724265501?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112356020724265501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112356020724265501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112356020724265501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112356020724265501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/we-took-lots-of-photos-yesterday-im.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112355891658089131</id><published>2005-08-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:41:56.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged for a SUPER SUPER long time le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com had some problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP ROCKED. except for the fact that i wasn't feeling well. BAH&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOK NEOS WITH DEBRAH AT HEEREN.&lt;br /&gt;GOT GUMMIES!!queued to get in thew indoot stadium, was like few metres away when they said it was totally packed. so they gave everyone free cds and some priority ticket for sunday's one.&lt;br /&gt;so we went on sun. debrah couldn't come.&lt;br /&gt;started queueing on sunday at four plus. after church, went out with joy. tiong bahru. then went to plaza sing. was super exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell sick half-way during fop.&lt;br /&gt;sister wanted to stay there longer after the thing ended.&lt;br /&gt;so went back with a few others.&lt;br /&gt;then she made me wait for her at lakeside for super long. -sigh. nvm,i almost slept la.&lt;br /&gt;JUST escaped a lecture from mom.&lt;br /&gt;reached home almost 12.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i slept, bet it was almost 1.&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next day at 6.15!&lt;br /&gt;which was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;for some stupid carnival at marina.&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of free stuff.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of them were like JUNK la.&lt;br /&gt;gave my baloon to sophia.&lt;br /&gt;played some shooting game.&lt;br /&gt;SHOT 8 OUT OF TEN!&lt;br /&gt;was super easy la. they had this target thing for you to aim.&lt;br /&gt;we walked through the arcade unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;ms lim screamed at us tio get out.&lt;br /&gt;scolded like mad.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even do anything la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW, I STILL OWE MAY A LOT A LOT OF TESTIMONIALS. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112355891658089131?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112355891658089131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112355891658089131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112355891658089131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112355891658089131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/havent-blogged-for-super-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112303590488138982</id><published>2005-08-02T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T19:25:04.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinese is lame TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;in school now. com lab yeah! i can't wait for sat to come! gonna go out with DEBRAH after gb. cause she demanded me to. and HILLSONGS!! indoor stadium. everyone&gt;&gt;&gt; GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it'll end at 9 plus. and we'll reach church at 10! ooh.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my home com has a serious problem.&lt;br /&gt;can't  have access to the internet. darn computer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking pissed. don't come near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going blog-hopping.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah. WENDY CHANGED HER BLOGSKIN. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;du lao shi is UBER BORING&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate chinese&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really boring&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fun&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause we never listen in chinese&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, seldom&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112303590488138982?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112303590488138982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112303590488138982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112303590488138982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112303590488138982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/08/chinese-is-lame-too.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112264203508910889</id><published>2005-07-29T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T06:00:35.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>would you believe me if i said...&lt;br /&gt;that we are the ones who can make the change&lt;br /&gt;in the world today...&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said&lt;br /&gt;...that all of your dreams in your heart&lt;br /&gt;can come true... today...&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said...&lt;br /&gt;that life could be all that you want it to be...&lt;br /&gt; today...&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;and if i had wings i would fly'&lt;br /&gt;cause all that i need,you are&lt;br /&gt;and if the world caved in around me&lt;br /&gt;to you i'd still hold on&lt;br /&gt;cause you're all that i believe&lt;br /&gt;and the one that created me&lt;br /&gt;JESUS.. because of you.. i'm free&lt;br /&gt;verse 2&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said...&lt;br /&gt;that God can make miracles happen today&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said..&lt;br /&gt;.that you don't need to wait for the answers before..&lt;br /&gt;you step out in faith..&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said&lt;br /&gt;that nothing is ever IMPOSSIBLE.. for God..&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;just live your life..&lt;br /&gt; with God inside&lt;br /&gt;you wont regret one moment of it&lt;br /&gt;and give all that you can for god... for God"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112264203508910889?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112264203508910889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112264203508910889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112264203508910889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112264203508910889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/would-you-believe-me-if-i-said.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112260654707179556</id><published>2005-07-28T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T20:09:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>english is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to do a presentation on some ne messages. BAH,and i guess sin lih is doing everything for us. who ask him so good at flash. well, not our fault we all suck at using flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENDY! STOP OPENING MY PRODIKEYS OKAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid sin lih, swee kean and kenny. damn.... im good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the whole class is super noisy. does she do anything? nah, can't be bothered to. no one's really  doing the flash project. and guess when's  the due date? TODAY. what have we done? hmm, probably drawn the chair, and created the frames le. okayy, sin lih did all of that. group work indeed huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why but.. all ma older posts have like sort of centralised.darn it. and im too lazy to change everything when it's all gonna change back. damn damn damn. gonna stop here. after the last full stop at the end of this sentence&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112260654707179556?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112260654707179556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112260654707179556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112260654707179556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112260654707179556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/english-is-so-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112254662982500919</id><published>2005-07-28T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T03:30:29.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some JAM SNAPSHOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/d88b6def59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circle of friends? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/0447808fb2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty [one!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/34bded7c2f.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty [two!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/af341b0b71.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you sure YOU can COOK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/d351ba25fd.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! what do i see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/2f207749de.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/71167f82fe.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic-looking. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/e206f63cea.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene-vanessa-eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/096a3af7d5.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camara-shy i guess. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112254662982500919?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112254662982500919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112254662982500919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112254662982500919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112254662982500919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-jam-snapshots_28.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112237107494153871</id><published>2005-07-28T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T01:05:25.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CLIMBED OVER A GATE TODAY EVENING AT 6.49 P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to church for the dance practice. until almost seven. cause joy soh and cindy were doing worship practice. both gates were locked by the time we got out of the toilet. joy yeo went home le. dad came to fatch her. lucky gal. lu yang almost had a heart attack la. super funny. cause we were like jokingly imagined what we would do if the gates were locked. didn't know curses really came through.  THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED:&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER[CHARISSE] CLIMBED OVER FIRST&lt;br /&gt;PASSED ALL OUR STUFF OVER TO HER&lt;br /&gt;PAM CLIMBED.&lt;br /&gt;DINA CLIMBED.&lt;br /&gt;I CLIMBED.&lt;br /&gt;LU YANG CLIMBED.&lt;br /&gt;THEN ANYI CLIMBED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL, I THINK WE TOOK ABOUT HALF AN HOUR TO COMPLETE IT. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;LU YANG WAS TERRIFIED. SORT OF THOUGH. SCARED SHE ZAO GENG. BUT NO ONE DID. I WORE SHORTS INSIDE. DUH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO BLOG ABT THIS YESTERDAY BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112237107494153871?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112237107494153871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112237107494153871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112237107494153871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112237107494153871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-climbed-over-gate-today-evening-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112254104093025069</id><published>2005-07-28T01:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T02:21:35.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know this is a little late. ade's farewell bbq pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/7c81efe06e.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/044280095c.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112254104093025069?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112254104093025069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112254104093025069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112254104093025069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112254104093025069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-know-this-is-little-late_28.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112236713078140328</id><published>2005-07-26T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:41:04.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM &lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt; TRYING TO UPLOAD PICS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112236713078140328?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112236713078140328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112236713078140328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112236713078140328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112236713078140328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-still-trying-to-upload-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112236663249345772</id><published>2005-07-26T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:30:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH!! I CAN FINALLY UPLOAD PICTURES ONTO MY BLOG. SO IM GOING TO PUT UP ALL THE JAM WEEKEND CAMP PICS. SOME ARE REALLY REALLY NICE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112236663249345772?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112236663249345772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112236663249345772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112236663249345772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112236663249345772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/yeah-i-can-finally-upload-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112234754769196086</id><published>2005-07-25T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:22:58.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most fun IS lesson ever. yeah!! okaye. i sse amy reading my blog like ..what.. one seat away?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye, so the whole class is trying to add deric,one of the SUPERSTAR candidates on friendster! AAHH!! can' believe i actually FOUND him. ohh,actually it was WENDY who found him. and a lot of other superstars.im not that into superstar the SHOW&gt;&gt;&gt; singapore IDOL is like a thousand time better and more entertaining. i know amy agrees. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINCENT&gt;&gt; YOU ARE NOW OFFICIALLY THE MOST IRRITATING PERSON ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGREED BY WENDY TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112234754769196086?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112234754769196086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112234754769196086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112234754769196086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112234754769196086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/muahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112228758655377289</id><published>2005-07-25T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T03:33:06.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school just ended. YAY! shucks.. i just found out im down for duty for the gb booth on 'learners and leaders' conference. such a stupid thing. some &lt;em&gt;conference.&lt;/em&gt;they claim it's the most impt event of the whole year. like real. once they hold another event, they'll soon say that's the most impt event of the year. BLAH BLAH BLAH&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS! DANCE PRACTICE THIS WEDNESDAY! DON'T KNOW WHAT IM GONNA WEAR FOR THR PERFORMANCE YET. LU YANG HASN'T DECIDED I GUESS.. MOST LIKELY BAJU KURONG I GUESS. THATS WHAT SHE SAID. ITS THE FULL DRESS ON WED!! UGH!! SUPER SUPER NERVOUS!! MRS KYO 'LL BE WATCHING,I FELT &lt;span&gt;SOOO STREESED &lt;/span&gt;THE OTHER TIME. HOPE EVERY THING GOES WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had home ec lessons today. did worksheets.. blah blah..waited for  the stupid slow service to come.. the ingredients hadn't arrived YET. goshh. AND FOR THE &lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TIME, WE STOOD AROUND DOING NOTHING. cause we already made the lime drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112228758655377289?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112228758655377289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112228758655377289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112228758655377289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112228758655377289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/school-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112218721198999966</id><published>2005-07-23T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:40:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops. the dance presentation was postponed to next snuday. sheeshh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so i guess clement's stil taking over our duty to lead worship huh..&lt;br /&gt;had dance practice on wednesday. went to church together with joy after school stupid pauline.. made us wait for about ONE HOUR!! so so pissed..  humph.nvm. we weren't that late. met lu yang and anyi at queenstown mrt station. mert.lu yang calls it. one syllabys. instead of saying m-r-t. three syllabys. haha. new word i learnt. cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt the formation that day. VERY COOL!! CAN'T WAIT TILL NEXT SUNDAY. BUT SUPER SUPER NERVOUS!! UGH! HOPE THEY DON'T TEASE US LA. LU YANG ROCKS. SHE ROCKS AT DANCING. YEAH!! AMAZED.&lt;br /&gt;i love this song:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, I think upon Your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You became nothing, poured out to death&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've wondered at Your gift of life&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;And once again I look upon the cross where You died&lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled by Your mercy and I'm broken inside&lt;br /&gt;Once again I thank You&lt;br /&gt;Once again I pour out my life&lt;br /&gt;Now You are exalted to the highest place&lt;br /&gt;King of the heavens, where one day I'll bow&lt;br /&gt;But for now I marvel at Your saving grace&lt;br /&gt;And I'm full of praise once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of praise once again&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross,&lt;br /&gt; my friend Jesus Christ, I think upon Your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You became nothing, poured out to death&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've wondered at Your gift of life&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;And once again I look upon the cross where You died&lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled by Your mercy and I'm broken inside&lt;br /&gt;Once again I thank You&lt;br /&gt;Once again I pour out my life&lt;br /&gt;Now You are exalted to the highest place&lt;br /&gt;King of the heavens, where one day I'll bow&lt;br /&gt;But for now I marvel at Your saving grace&lt;br /&gt;And I'm full of praise once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of praise once again&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross,&lt;br /&gt;my friendJesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;I think upon Your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You became nothing, poured out to death&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've wondered at Your gift of life&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm in that place once again&lt;br /&gt;And once again I look upon the cross&lt;br /&gt; where You died I'm humbled by Your mercy and I'm broken inside&lt;br /&gt;Once again I thank You&lt;br /&gt;Once again I pour out my life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112218721198999966?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112218721198999966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112218721198999966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112218721198999966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112218721198999966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112212771311743352</id><published>2005-07-23T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T07:08:33.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to Lion's befrienders few days ago.with mrs yeo.olivia came with us cause she &lt;span&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;some dental thingie last week or something like that,the centre is super small .we broke into groups.my group was bryan,amar,handy, wendy, me and stef..went to three &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;houses. blks106,108 and 113.we did house visting.just like talk to them and like write out a summary about their situation.the first house we went to stinked! turned out to be cat shit.um..was a malay granny whom i thought was so cute!! and 92 years old.so only amar and handy could communicate.the four of us just look at them as if we knew what was going on. inside my head:'' what on earth are they talking abt??!!!''&lt;br /&gt;okaye, i could understand &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;parts of the conversation.the second one was Chinese.didn't go inside,just talk through the door. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;last one was chinese.but spoke english and talked for quite for a while before went back to the centre.vincent was playing chinese chess with a old man.and losing horribly!!most of the boys were crowding around,betting that vincent will lose.and obviously he did.that was when amy and may came in and we learnt about their tramatic exprerience of cleaning a super dirty house.may just had to mop the floor,whereas amy had to er..clean the toilet that was super filthy and i am not going to fill in the details.poor girlishe nearly puked and cried.i would have cried...ate the biscuits may and gang bought..talked to some eldery.&lt;/span&gt;met this old man who is 87! hard of hearing.amy had a really nice time talking to him i guess. and im serious okaye. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;neo grew attached to this red-shirt guy. :) seems like he likes neo a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okaye. shld be going le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112212771311743352?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112212771311743352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112212771311743352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112212771311743352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112212771311743352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/went-to-lions-befrienders-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112209492111732995</id><published>2005-07-22T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T22:02:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONTINUED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stoopid service they have there la. humph.&lt;br /&gt;anw... liesel and jeremy went to get some snacks.went in AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;serene-vanessa-liesel-me-jeremy-vanessa's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa!! tsk tsk. how could you leave your friend 'stranded' all the way at the opposite end from you?! tsk. :D :D haha. the show was real funny and entertaining. beats 'mr and mrs smith' anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene went pff after the movie,had something on i guess...&lt;br /&gt;we just hanged around. they wanted to go to the arcade.. so.. yea, we went la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and liesel just stood there.WATCHING. and OBSERVING.  wooo.. yep, now we know something huh..&lt;br /&gt;okaye, now for the journey home::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. me and liesel were 'competeing' to see which train we would go on, cause no one wanted to take the train back ALONE.. so we decided to see which train came first.  mine. YEAH! i was going to drop at lakeside... so we took the green line in the end..&lt;br /&gt; MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;sorry liesel. :)&lt;br /&gt; i guess she also took the same train as us. muahahaha. the long way home.i swear we didn't use any form of violence or threat.me and vanessa were using her as a 'shield' from the super freezing cold wind.you know, when the train's going so fast, then there's this huge gust of wind. yep.she didn't feel cold either o guess. power. comparing phones. a very VERY common topic. i see green GREEN green!! fine fine. so i lost my phone and using an old one now.. but who cares. can msg and talk can liao..i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, when the train comes to a sudden stop or jerk half-way, a person's normal reaction is to lift up their hands to maintain balance.. right? so thats what i did.actually, matrix huh.. fine fine.&lt;br /&gt;okaye, so we spent most of the time laughing li,e mad people on the train. and everyone was like: have they no idea what they're doing?!'' hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super fun day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112209492111732995?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112209492111732995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112209492111732995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112209492111732995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112209492111732995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/continued.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112194282807787217</id><published>2005-07-21T03:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:45:35.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okaye.i have a great load of things to do here.firstly, im going to type abt the JAM 'outing'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was GREAT! yea.. absolutely. went out with a few JAM-mers.. vanessa, liesel, serene, jeremy yam and vanessa's NUS friend: aaron.so few ppl. joy la.. say got some&lt;em&gt; project&lt;/em&gt; meeting stuff.but never mind.. it was still very FUN. missed out on a lot gurl! we met at somerset control station at 1pm. me and vanessa arranged to meet at je mrt station at 12.20, but she had to wait for her eight-minute train,and i told her to meet at the end where the train came from.. but i guess i told her the wrong info. i was at the OTHER side. oopsie.. heh heh,hah, i think she was a little pissed. but maybe not. right,im not always this blur okaye.yah,so.. we boarded the train.. at dover mrt station, guess what??we met SERENE!! GOSH&gt;&gt; never had such a coincident.. she was like right at the door where we were leaning on. vanessa was busy questioning dina why didn't she come.. and i was looking out of the 'window'. and i was like:''HEY!! ISN;T THAT SERENE??'' how retarded. talked during the whole journey.arrived at somerset mrt station. liesel and jeremy were already there. so i guess they were just EARLY. :Dwent to get the movie tickets. yea!! ''A LOT LIKE LOVE'' ROCKS!! [shh,my mom has something against movies.]&lt;br /&gt;-shruggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch. burger king. vanessa's friend met us there. me and liesel were very.. ahem, amused , i wld say.. by them. haha.jeremy was real funny sia. throughout thw WHOLE thing. EVEN on the way home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after lunch, we went to catch the movie. was just in time. woah!&lt;br /&gt;GOSHH..WE WENT INTO THE FIRST THEATER WE SAW.VANESSA THOUGHT IT WAS THE WRONG ONE. CAUSE THE GUY AT THE COUNTER SAID IT WAS BACK SEATS THAT HE GAVE US. RUBBISH LA.CAUSE WE&lt;em&gt; ASKED&lt;/em&gt; FOR BACK SEATS. DUMB GUY. SO BLUR LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME KIND OF SERVICE THEY HAVE HUH..EW..OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112194282807787217?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112194282807787217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112194282807787217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112194282807787217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112194282807787217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/okaye_21.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112124337495896498</id><published>2005-07-13T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T01:29:34.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog picture has disappeared.no,i deleted it. believe whichever one you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havesome posts written down. in case you didn;t know, my com at home broke down. had ten plus viruses in it. wait..i think i already wrote that on one of the posts.nvm. i am in a same room withtwo histarical people who i don't know.. laughing away like mental cases. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. mom's at home. don't know what on earth to do now.don't want to study. no mood at all. there they go again.bursting into laughter all at once.-sheesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112124337495896498?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112124337495896498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112124337495896498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112124337495896498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112124337495896498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-blog-picture-has-disappeared.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112124288176283847</id><published>2005-07-13T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T01:21:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HERE I AM IN THE COM LAB.AGAIN.I MISS USING THE COMPUTER AT HOME. A LOT.REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. had some maths test yesterday. not as hard as i had expected. surprisingly, i could do most of it. see, i told you i DO pay attention in class.blah.and assembly! UGH!!some christian staff was leading.and she kept going off key. MANY times.-screech-.and we were looking at each other like..''okaye...''and laughed like mad.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to change my blog picture i think it's a little too hard to read.&lt;br /&gt;but too lazy to find a web to host my pictures. too bad our school doesn't have that kind of 'service'. some other schools have leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw many super super nice pictures.but no hoster.shit la.oops.so bored. had a lot of homework today.a lot leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid space bar got problem.so don't blame me if the words sometimes  don't have spacing. school's com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112124288176283847?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112124288176283847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112124288176283847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112124288176283847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112124288176283847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/here-i-am-in-com-lab.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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-11988882.post-112115307832624135</id><published>2005-07-12T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:24:38.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in school now. com lab. just finished doing my art thingie. waiting for pauline to finish her maths thing. THEN we can leave school. mom's going to be back home late today. everyone seems to be streesed out. except me. SHEESH. i want to go out and WORK.I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK. I WANT TO GO OUT AND WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine how cool it would be to do what you enjoy EVERYDAY. and not spend our days mugging mugging and mugging. wake up, go to work, enjoy work, go home, how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no,instead, we have study, got to school and see some stupid teacher's FACE. thats the worst thing on earth. pauline! HURRY UP HURRY UP! i don't like waiting so long.okaye,i know writing all this here won't help much.. but who cares.. i feel better. HAHA. yesterday's art lesson ROCKED!! we had to draw some really really weird design in out sketch book. but it turned out quite well. a littlw boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHY DO THEY ALWAYS COME TO SIT WITH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS IT ALWAYS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; WHO SPLIT UP? HUMPH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11988882-112115307832624135?l=paused-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/feeds/112115307832624135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11988882&amp;postID=112115307832624135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112115307832624135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11988882/posts/default/112115307832624135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paused-.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-in-school-now_12.html' title=''/><author><name>my-space/alone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14726797161654820993</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>
