<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320</id><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:48.466-08:00</updated><category term='ivan'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>Story Of A Future Old School Rocker.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3183769910152098003</id><published>2012-01-01T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:48.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_1Lfr8Rld8/TwBT7IoF4tI/AAAAAAAAClk/XyJrdpwZVE8/s400/aaa.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692642204389335762" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; has no doubt been a year of learning and gaining many new experiences for me. There were tons of things that I'm thankful for, there were also tons of things that I wished I could turn back time to undo it. God is gracious, way too gracious to me. All in all, I thank God that I'm still alive, breathing the air that I'm breathing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So here it goes, the people and experience that I'm thankful for... (in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. A-levels Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Studying A-Levels at Help College has been a crazy ride for me. A-levels exam was a rough time for me but God is way too good to me to bless me with 2A*'s and 2A's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I never expected myself to score that kind of results because I was really struggling through it. Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.  COLLEGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;College Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Every single one of you that I've met in college, know that I will definitely remember you all for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhJ0cDLN-FE/TwBT6rq-ewI/AAAAAAAAClY/mtNXvjnsygg/s400/1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692642196616805122" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Further Maths Geeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Sihao, Yoke, Kevin, Daph, Chiong, Fionna, Genie, Carmen, Eric and the rest. &amp;amp; not to forget  Mr Sam for educating us for this 1 and a half years.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These bunch were the ones that made my college life interesting. Cherish every single one of you to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOBCCHglnCY/TwBdf7N4I4I/AAAAAAAACl4/0rOzETMhC60/s400/ccc.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692652732049531778" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lynn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The twin sister. Thanks for always being there when I needed someone and all the times that we've shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXubQMBUXtY/TwBdf-ZibkI/AAAAAAAAClw/ys3PduBbB20/s400/bbb.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 385px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692652732903747138" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nat nat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vanatalie till the end of times. Thanks for being the crazy insane you that bring smiles to everyone and just being a close friend to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2ZYU9qfXFE/TwBffhRBmiI/AAAAAAAACmI/OgzMmQMCZ_c/s400/ddd.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692654924106668578" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ali Bahremand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Iranian brother I never had. I miss you tons bro. We'll definitely meet again someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJBtTX9_jEg/TwBiLOzxaoI/AAAAAAAACmU/PW0oJwh8DzI/s400/eee.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692657874089634434" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chin Wen Pinnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are a jolly good fellow. Thanks for all the talks that we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfQ9lDXvzJA/TwBTlhJblvI/AAAAAAAACk8/J-3BnNPmuro/s400/1a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641833014499058" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My birthday dinner after our last further maths paper in second semester. Thanks for celebrating it with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxLBkPQf7lQ/TwBTkh8ue_I/AAAAAAAACkw/5zmYdhGjdjk/s400/1b.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641816049777650" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Physics class peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Nick, Ritesh, Chern, Ryan, Arshant, Lionel, Yoke, Hui Shiung and Ms Lilian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This crazy bunch. Thanks for being the jokers in my college life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chemistry class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I can't find the picture!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First of all, thank you Ms Ng for putting in so much hard work to educate us. All of the classmates in this class, thanks for being in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prAGRgMnhaY/TwBTkWMcVNI/AAAAAAAACkk/5DO284sWcq0/s400/1c.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641812894471378" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-Levels Prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Kevin, Me, Munyee, Yoke, Chiong, Lynn, Carmen, Fionna, Aik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qfQzP6fwTns/TwBTjkHE3UI/AAAAAAAACkY/ly09P5ncYgw/s400/2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641799450189122" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hyperblades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was definitely a good experience picking up dodgeball, playing in competitions and meeting all of you. Hope everything is well with everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NS6JWumF-Po/TwBTjsGPBUI/AAAAAAAACkM/YC10PogC2KI/s400/2a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641801594144066" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The A-race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you student council for organising this event. Know that the RM1k that we won is in good hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IuTXlG2F0DI/TwBT6dN4RNI/AAAAAAAAClM/432M0O9foVM/s400/1aa.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692642192736666834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SASA (Student Achiever Scholarship Award)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you for giving me the scholarship to study in HELP to ease my parent's financial burden, or not I wouldn't even be studying in HELP and gaining this whole experience. Thanks Kin Ho for leading us and teaching us how to lead others too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. High School Mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Though things are different for every single one of us, know that I still cherish you all in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-W4ePQB7kI/TwBTOHbmdLI/AAAAAAAACjw/e0ySSaAuV0Y/s400/1f.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641430974395570" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dinner at Ampang Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Teckyan, Xinhui, Jeremy, bum, RahrahLee, KinkyTan, Shaws, Bigbird, Mr Paul, Zech)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05yOydiVD5U/TwBTOVIRYcI/AAAAAAAACkA/oFL8sXqhztI/s1600/1e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05yOydiVD5U/TwBTOVIRYcI/AAAAAAAACkA/oFL8sXqhztI/s400/1e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641434651419074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paramotoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;where we flew high up in the sky wheeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv-c4mDzxac/TwBTN0NjtWI/AAAAAAAACjo/Qo3O6notWvE/s1600/1g.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv-c4mDzxac/TwBTN0NjtWI/AAAAAAAACjo/Qo3O6notWvE/s400/1g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692641425815221602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. The Gap Year. Which road should I take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VNi002qNBAo/TwBS0g3uWzI/AAAAAAAACjc/uE-ILqgoSZ0/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VNi002qNBAo/TwBS0g3uWzI/AAAAAAAACjc/uE-ILqgoSZ0/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640991126641458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After A-Levels, I decided not to go straight to university like all my other friends. It's because I couldn't afford to go overseas to pursue Engineering as it is too costly for my family. Initially, I was frustrated about the whole situation that I was going through. I questioned God about everything that was going on. But now I can see very clearly that everything happens for a reason. Matthew 6:33-34 became real to me. I thank God for rebuking me though His word and assuring me though these 2 verses. I knew I wasn't even seeking God's kingdom and His righteousness, so I knew I had to do something with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. CAMBODIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;During these few months, God has opened a lot of doors for me to serve Him. The first one was Cambodia trip in August with the Super 9 team for 9days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BNM1xEycVaw/TwBS0WjicuI/AAAAAAAACjM/2j08tYbEsjI/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BNM1xEycVaw/TwBS0WjicuI/AAAAAAAACjM/2j08tYbEsjI/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640988357620450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Super 9 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top- Joel, me, Sean, Jeremy, Moks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bottom- Sarah, Eilyn, Val, Eunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CowdYFXmgYw/TwBS0FP2XwI/AAAAAAAACjA/wI1JNx_sn_4/s1600/5a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CowdYFXmgYw/TwBS0FP2XwI/AAAAAAAACjA/wI1JNx_sn_4/s400/5a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640983711637250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;CAMBODIANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The youth camp that we led, seeing the youth so hungry for God really did inspired me and got me questioning what in the world am I doing with my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going to Cambodia was THE turning point in my life. To cut the whole story short, God revealed to me His sovereignty in my life and I'm hopeless without Him. Being so comfortable in my life with everything I have can be pretty dangerous as I tend to be lukewarm in my life, thinking that I can go through another day without God. One thing that really hit me so hard in the face is when I saw all the youth study their Bible and wanting so much more from it. Even though the people there are not so well educated, they really take the time to understand the Bible and live according to the Word. Man, that was inspiring. Thank You God for revealing the weaknesses in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. CILI PADI CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g54zm3uiwuc/TwBSz6puXKI/AAAAAAAACi4/SB0nMlMGjgs/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g54zm3uiwuc/TwBSz6puXKI/AAAAAAAACi4/SB0nMlMGjgs/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640980867374242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In December, I was given the opportunity to be the Camp Coordinator for XYZ year end camp. It was a huge responsibility as I was the one planning the whole thing. I've learned a lot through this whole experience. There were few times that I just felt so helpless, thinking that I'm all alone in this journey. But God has assured me that even though my friends will fail me, He never will. I thank God for MOKS who gave me this chance to lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The best thing was definitely seeing my Cell Group, E2 having a change after this camp. God definitely has His ways and I'm still amazed to see how He works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;People that I'm thankful for... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. My Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imjH2TgJ7M8/TwBSLSJP-WI/AAAAAAAACio/6SMZ4KGhMc0/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imjH2TgJ7M8/TwBSLSJP-WI/AAAAAAAACio/6SMZ4KGhMc0/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640282798979426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thank God because I have the bestest of the best family in the world. I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Thank you for sacrificing your time with mommy to work in Brunei so that you can save up for my University fees. I know it's a really big sacrifice because you love mommy a lot, so thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- You're the most beautiful woman in my life. Thank you for providing us with the food on the table every day. Thank you for taking care of us and showing us sacrificial love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Thank you for bearing with all my nonsense every single day. It must be really hard to be you to have a brother like me yet still love me for who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. MOKS aka Malvin Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MkqErssmHY/TwBSLJM44HI/AAAAAAAACic/RHv_4QAQ9FQ/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MkqErssmHY/TwBSLJM44HI/AAAAAAAACic/RHv_4QAQ9FQ/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640280398323826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with Abednego and Moks in Cambodia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This year, you've definitely impacted my life in many ways. From Cambodia trip to XYZ Cili Padi Camp, I've learned so much from you especially in your efficiency in getting things done. I admire the way you want to serve people every opportunity you get and knowing that you want to do as much as you can in the life on earth. I'm glad that you're gonna be a daddy soon. I'll definitely tell your kids about how you've impacted my life, &amp;amp; definitely how crazy you are also. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. JACK. Where's Jill? &amp;amp; the Beanstalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHSaar1xTSE/TwBSKebQFCI/AAAAAAAACiQ/CWKs1c5EyCE/s1600/9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHSaar1xTSE/TwBSKebQFCI/AAAAAAAACiQ/CWKs1c5EyCE/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640268915840034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Continue living for God. Thanks for encouraging in many ways to stay close with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. Symphony Ong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmjW8FLtzmc/TwBSKOeHJ5I/AAAAAAAACiA/FKCG3LyP91g/s1600/10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmjW8FLtzmc/TwBSKOeHJ5I/AAAAAAAACiA/FKCG3LyP91g/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640264632870802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through these years, I really do appreciate the wise words that you've said to me. You really have no idea how you've helped me through my life. Especially during the lowest times of my life, you were a true friend when I needed someone. Continue to be a blessing to others like how you are to me. I know that I wouldn't be able to find someone like you. I really do hope for the best for you when you're in Aussie. Know that you're someone that I truly cherish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. Eilyn aka Pork Chops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgXIH7Pn6e4/TwBSKN8JWAI/AAAAAAAACh4/tlrsR-j754k/s1600/11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgXIH7Pn6e4/TwBSKN8JWAI/AAAAAAAACh4/tlrsR-j754k/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692640264490407938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you for being a true friend. It's amazing how you are an example to others especially to the girls in E2. Observing the way you live your life inspires me to be a testimony to others too. Thank you for being someone who I can talk to just about anything, and thank you for having the courage to rebuke me of my ways because you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy_km2SBBYc/TwBOED1q6xI/AAAAAAAAChc/9cN7zqevzxk/s1600/11a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy_km2SBBYc/TwBOED1q6xI/AAAAAAAAChc/9cN7zqevzxk/s400/11a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635760653167378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;poop masters. I miss all of us together, a lot. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. C2. (and C1 in the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHDN-ytO60A/TwBODI7G67I/AAAAAAAAChU/TJpwLz-Usu0/s1600/12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHDN-ytO60A/TwBODI7G67I/AAAAAAAAChU/TJpwLz-Usu0/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635744838282162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thankyou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ah Fai Kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for being a great example to me. Thank you people in C2 who have been teaching me the Word of God every single time I meet with all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. Sampathood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9o0VP3Tygso/TwBOCEjSNCI/AAAAAAAAChI/umHPKX04SLQ/s1600/13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9o0VP3Tygso/TwBOCEjSNCI/AAAAAAAAChI/umHPKX04SLQ/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635726484747298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_ZEW7lgFAc/TwBOB9qCDtI/AAAAAAAACg4/rs2mxtaotA4/s1600/13a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_ZEW7lgFAc/TwBOB9qCDtI/AAAAAAAACg4/rs2mxtaotA4/s400/13a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635724634001106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3QAqp9Upzc/TwBOBxb1AyI/AAAAAAAACgw/Whsi-HQ4TQM/s1600/13b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3QAqp9Upzc/TwBOBxb1AyI/AAAAAAAACgw/Whsi-HQ4TQM/s400/13b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692635721353200418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Man, look at how much we've grown through all these years. Thanks for letting me hang out with all of you even though I'm one year younger. Till the day we die, we'll be together in this family, sampathood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. E2 itu diaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2nvhoRCVmc/TwBNGR_z9PI/AAAAAAAACgg/mBOOCzH72K0/s1600/14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2nvhoRCVmc/TwBNGR_z9PI/AAAAAAAACgg/mBOOCzH72K0/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692634699301909746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgWn_qq4avk/TwBNGEj2mzI/AAAAAAAACgY/r-KQiLeCEvI/s1600/14a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QgWn_qq4avk/TwBNGEj2mzI/AAAAAAAACgY/r-KQiLeCEvI/s400/14a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692634695694981938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All of you peeps are the most amazing bunch that I've ever met. I know I'm excited to walk in this journey with all of you this year. I don't know if my time is limited with all of you, but I know I would want to grow with you all as much as I can. I'm sorry for being a lost leader myself for few years and only being awakened this year, it is by God's grace that I now see His sovereignty. I'm excited to see how God is going to use us this year. Appreciate you peeps to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. The Brotherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQxrdFOT_1s/TwBNFjXtGhI/AAAAAAAACgM/Undul72aYwc/s1600/15.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQxrdFOT_1s/TwBNFjXtGhI/AAAAAAAACgM/Undul72aYwc/s400/15.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692634686785657362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you Victor for sacrificing so much time to impart to our lives. Melvin, Joel, Ryan, Ben Phoon and Ronnie, thank you all for being brothers to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;16. Being a Teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAU0oSSqOg/TwBNFZtkgNI/AAAAAAAACf8/cLIW2q1L5e8/s1600/16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDAU0oSSqOg/TwBNFZtkgNI/AAAAAAAACf8/cLIW2q1L5e8/s400/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692634684193013970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daniel and Eric. The cutest Korean kids ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After A-Levels, I was offered a job to teach English, Maths, Mandarin and whatever I can help out with in a Korean Centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Until now, I still teach at the centre once in awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Never in a million years I would expect myself to be a teacher. God has provided me with private tuitions outside teaching Maths and Science related subjects. I really thank God for providing me with students even though I didn't ask for anything. God really does provides me with what I need. On top of that, I get to impart knowledge to the younger generation and in a way gives me chance to share the Gospel with them when I can. Thank you Moks once again for inspiring me to touch the younger generation's lives by educating them and also providing me with students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Love of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SarIbDjREa4/TwBNFd7BlNI/AAAAAAAACf0/2TCqCEaD-B0/s1600/17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SarIbDjREa4/TwBNFd7BlNI/AAAAAAAACf0/2TCqCEaD-B0/s400/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692634685323187410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ephesians 2:8-9 ESV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's crazy love indeed; how God wants to use a sinner like me for His kingdom. My purpose in this life is just to obey His Word and commands because I don't own anything, not even my life. I know I'm made for Him and not Him for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Colossians 3:23 ESV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm excited where God will lead me this year. I don't know what the future holds, but I'm still sure as ever who holds my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2011 has come to past, we should want to live according to the Word, preach the Gospel to others, preach the Gospel to ourselves daily, be reminded of the cross, make disciples for His kingdom and most importantly, not lose the love for God and for other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am truly thankful for God using me and being real in my life. You are Sovereign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-3183769910152098003?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3183769910152098003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3183769910152098003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3183769910152098003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3183769910152098003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2012/01/reflection-upon-2011.html' title='Reflection.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_1Lfr8Rld8/TwBT7IoF4tI/AAAAAAAAClk/XyJrdpwZVE8/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5913912632641561702</id><published>2011-09-05T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T06:37:19.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZHERhkTpXA/TmS-tswcCyI/AAAAAAAACeg/Vp56yoVGwq0/s1600/faith2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZHERhkTpXA/TmS-tswcCyI/AAAAAAAACeg/Vp56yoVGwq0/s400/faith2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648849524947159842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5th of September 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gap year officially starts today. I really don't know what my future holds, but I know who holds my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Insanity Fit Test Day 1. Can I make it to the 60th day ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;钱不是问题, 开心就好 : money is definitely not everything in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm excited of what God is gonna reveal to me this year. Dear Lord, thank you for giving me this life and this season of my life just to seek you and understand you. Whatever the outcome is, be it good or bad, You are in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Faith: It is the confident assurance in the character and nature of God; a strong or unshakeable belief in something, without proof or evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Faith is what pleases God. “And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.” Hebrews 11:6. I learned that my faith is not about all of my beliefs and convictions. I have a ton of those, but those things are not what pleases God. What pleases God is when I put every ounce of my trust, my faith in Him even when I do not know the outcome, when I do not understand and when I may not get my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/culture/article/faith-vs-belief/page-3/#ixzz1X5GM2axU" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://blogcritics.org/culture/article/faith-vs-belief/page-3/#ixzz1X5GM2axU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/culture/article/faith-vs-belief/page-3/#ixzz1X5GM2axU" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*vanwasere. becauseYouarethetrueGod. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-5913912632641561702?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5913912632641561702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5913912632641561702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5913912632641561702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5913912632641561702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2011/09/faith.html' title='Faith.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZHERhkTpXA/TmS-tswcCyI/AAAAAAAACeg/Vp56yoVGwq0/s72-c/faith2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7819680313880816602</id><published>2011-08-01T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T07:24:58.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons to Believe in a God Who Allows Sufferings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Natural disasters. Terrorist acts.  Injustice. Incurable disease. All these experiences point to suffering,  and can cause people to question the love and goodness of a God who  would let such things occur. In this publication, we seek to consider  who God is, and why we can trust Him even when life hurts—and we don’t  know why.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Suffering Comes With The Freedom To Choose&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loving parents long to protect their children from unnecessary pain.  But wise parents know the danger of over-protection. They know that the  freedom to choose is at the heart of what it means to be human, and that  a world without choice would be worse than a world without pain. Worse  yet would be a world populated by people who could make wrong choices  without feeling any pain. No one is more dangerous than the liar, thief,  or killer who doesn’t feel the harm he is doing to himself and to  others (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+2:15-17" target="_blank"&gt;Genesis 2:15-17&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Pain Can Warn Us Of Danger&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;We hate pain, especially in those we love. Yet without discomfort,  the sick wouldn’t go to a doctor. Worn-out bodies would get no rest.  Criminals wouldn’t fear the law. Children would laugh at correction.  Without pangs of conscience, the daily dissatisfaction of boredom, or  the empty longing for significance, people who are made to find  satisfaction in an eternal Father would settle for far less. The example  of Solomon, lured by pleasure and taught by his pain, shows us that  even the wisest among us tend to drift from good and from God until  arrested by the resulting pain of their own shortsighted choices (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ecclesiastes+1-12" target="_blank"&gt;Ecclesiastes 1-12&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalms+78:34-35" target="_blank"&gt;Psalms 78:34-35&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+3:10-18" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 3:10-18&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Suffering Reveals What Is In Our Hearts&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;Suffering often occurs at the hand of others. But it has a way of  revealing what is in our own hearts. Capacities for love, mercy, anger,  envy, and pride can lie dormant until awakened by circumstances.  Strength and weakness of heart is found not when everything is going our  way but when flames of suffering and temptation test the mettle of our  character. As gold and silver are refined by fire, and as coal needs  time and pressure to become a diamond, the human heart is revealed and  developed by enduring the pressure and heat of time and circumstance.  Strength of character is shown not when all is well with our world but  in the presence of human pain and suffering (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job+42:1-17" target="_blank"&gt;Job 42:1-17&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+5:3-5" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 5:3-5&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=James+1:2-5" target="_blank"&gt;James 1:2-5&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Peter+1:6-8" target="_blank"&gt;1 Peter 1:6-8&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Suffering Takes Us To The Edge Of Eternity&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;If death is the end of everything, then a life filled with suffering  isn’t fair. But if the end of this life brings us to the threshold of  eternity, then the most fortunate people in the universe are those who  discover, through suffering, that this life is not all we have to live  for. Those who find themselves and their eternal God through suffering  have not wasted their pain. They have let their poverty, grief, and  hunger drive them to the Lord of eternity. They are the ones who will  discover to their own unending joy why Jesus said, “Blessed are the poor  in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+5:1-12" target="_blank"&gt;Matthew 5:1-12&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+8:18-19" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 8:18-19&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Pain Loosens Our Grip On This Life&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;In time, our work and our opinions are sought less and less. Our  bodies become increasingly worse for the wear. Gradually they succumb to  inevitable obsolescence. Joints stiffen and ache. Eyes grow dim.  Digestion slows. Sleep becomes difficult. Problems loom larger and  larger while options narrow. Yet, if death is not the end but the  threshold of a new day, then the curse of old age is also a blessing.  Each new pain makes this world less inviting and the next life more  appealing. In its own way, pain paves the way for a graceful departure  ( &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ecclesiastes+12:1-14" target="_blank"&gt;Ecclesiastes 12:1-14&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;Suffering Gives Opportunity To Trust God&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;The most famous sufferer of all time was a man named Job. According  to the Bible, Job lost his family to “a mighty wind,” his wealth to war  and fire, and his health to painful boils. Through it all, God never  told Job why it was happening. As Job endured the accusations of his  friends, heaven remained silent. When God finally did speak, He did not  reveal that His archenemy Satan had challenged Job’s motives for serving  God. Neither did the Lord apologize for allowing Satan to test Job’s  devotion to God. Instead, God talked about mountain goats giving birth,  young lions on the hunt, and ravens in the nest. He cited the behavior  of the ostrich, the strength of the ox, and the stride of the horse. He  cited the wonders of the heavens, the marvels of the sea, and the cycle  of the seasons. Job was left to conclude that if God had the power and  wisdom to create this physical universe, there was reason to trust that  same God in times of suffering (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job+1-42" target="_blank"&gt;Job 1-42&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;God Suffers With Us In Our Suffering&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one has suffered more than our Father in heaven. No one has paid  more dearly for the allowance of sin into the world. No one has so  continuously grieved over the pain of a race gone bad. No one has  suffered like the One who paid for our sin in the crucified body of His  own Son. No one has suffered more than the One who, when He stretched  out His arms and died, showed us how much He loved us. It is this God  who, in drawing us to Himself, asks us to trust Him when we are  suffering and when our own loved ones cry out in our presence ( &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Peter+2:21" target="_blank"&gt;1 Peter 2:21&lt;/a&gt;;  &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Peter+3:18" target="_blank"&gt;3:18&lt;/a&gt;;  &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Peter+4:1" target="_blank"&gt;4:1&lt;/a&gt; ).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;God’s Comfort Is Greater Than Our Suffering&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;The apostle Paul pleaded with the Lord to take away an unidentified  source of suffering. But the Lord declined saying, “My grace is  sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”  “Therefore,” said Paul, “most gladly I will rather boast in my  infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take  pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in  distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong”  (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+Corinthians+12:1-9" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;/a&gt;). Paul learned that he would rather be with Christ in suffering than without Christ in good health and pleasant circumstances.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;In Times Of Crisis, We Find One Another&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one would choose pain and suffering. But when there is no choice,  there remains some consolation. Natural disasters and times of crisis  have a way of bringing us together. Hurricanes, fires, earthquakes,  riots, illnesses, and accidents all have a way of bringing us to our  senses. Suddenly we remember our own mortality and that people are more  important than things. We remember that we do need one another and that,  above all, we need God. Each time we discover God’s comfort in our own  suffering, our capacity to help others is increased. This is what the  apostle Paul had in mind when he wrote, “Blessed be the God and Father  of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort,  who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort  those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves  are comforted by God” ( &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+Corinthians+1:3-4" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 1:3-4&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;God Can Turn Suffering Around For Our Good&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;This truth is best seen in the many examples of the Bible. Through  Job’s suffering we see a man who not only came to a deeper understanding  of God but who also became a source of encouragement for people in  every generation to follow. Through the rejection, betrayal,  enslavement, and wrongful imprisonment of a man named Joseph, we see  someone who eventually was able to say to those who had hurt him, “You  meant evil against me; but God meant it for good” ( &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+50:20" target="_blank"&gt;Genesis 50:20&lt;/a&gt;).  When everything in us screams at the heavens for allowing suffering, we  have reason to look at the eternal outcome and joy of Jesus who in His  own suffering on an executioner’s cross cried, “My God, My God, why have  You forsaken Me?” ( &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27:46" target="_blank"&gt;Matthew 27:46&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;You’re Not Alone&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’re Not Alone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’re not alone if you find yourself honestly unconvinced about  whether Christ rose from the dead. But keep in mind that Jesus promised  God’s help to those who want to be right with God. He said, “If anyone  chooses to do God’s will, he will find out whether My teaching comes  from God or whether I speak on My own” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+7:17" target="_blank"&gt;John 7:17 NIV&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you do see the reasonableness of the resurrection, keep in mind  that the Bible says Christ died to pay the price for our sins, and those  who believe in their heart that God has raised Him from the dead will  be saved (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+10:9-10" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 10:9-10&lt;/a&gt;).  The salvation Christ offers is not a reward for effort, but a gift to  all who in light of the evidence put their trust in Him.&lt;/p&gt;            taken from http://discoveryseries.org/ten-reasons/in-a-god-who-allows-suffering/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. throughpainandsufferings, Hewillsustainusall. (:&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p class="post-categories"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7819680313880816602?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7819680313880816602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7819680313880816602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7819680313880816602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7819680313880816602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-reasons-to-believe-in-god-who-allows.html' title='10 Reasons to Believe in a God Who Allows Sufferings.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5748279743556431414</id><published>2011-07-08T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:35:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab_ZryT08L0/ThcgGLbAm-I/AAAAAAAACeY/io54CHrah5o/s1600/trust1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab_ZryT08L0/ThcgGLbAm-I/AAAAAAAACeY/io54CHrah5o/s400/trust1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627001549940104162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;and lean not on your own understanding; &lt;br /&gt;in all your ways submit to him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vanwasere. imaynotknowwhy,butiknowwho'sincontrol. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-5748279743556431414?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5748279743556431414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5748279743556431414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5748279743556431414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5748279743556431414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2011/07/trust.html' title='Trust.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab_ZryT08L0/ThcgGLbAm-I/AAAAAAAACeY/io54CHrah5o/s72-c/trust1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9034692218777433602</id><published>2011-06-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T03:04:43.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Accutane. Hormone flying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V1RTGGTnOg/Te3hAmuQfBI/AAAAAAAACeI/wOY273aFjUE/s1600/P1060153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V1RTGGTnOg/Te3hAmuQfBI/AAAAAAAACeI/wOY273aFjUE/s400/P1060153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391710911691794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I am Buzz Lightyear. I come in peace. " *piu piu piu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up homies and homers. Why the random post you wonder. Just to write my thoughts out i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been getting tons of people asking me bout what happened to the sudden outburst on my face. So, this is the story of my life, with Roaccutane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7dmBhoOS6Y/Te3gsfwGRqI/AAAAAAAACdo/MLnQ3KhzS1I/s1600/P1060151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7dmBhoOS6Y/Te3gsfwGRqI/AAAAAAAACdo/MLnQ3KhzS1I/s400/P1060151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391365442979490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let my Terminator Bearbrick introduce to my not so friendly friend, ROACCUTANE. I'm on Accutane now, again after 5 years due to my active oil glands and stuff. What this drug does, it reduces oil glands in every single part of my body and my face, like crazy, and when I say crazy, it's really insanely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first took this pill when I was 13years old because I had terrible skin due to my acne. It's not because I didn't take good care of my skin, it's something to do with my hormones and oil glands. My skin doc said I had really oily skin due to my body producing overdose of hormones, I could literally fry an egg on my face with the amount of oil even after i wash my face when i was younger, no joke. Everyone has hormone jumping, my hormone was&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; flying, sky high&lt;/span&gt;, like booms. and I guess this is the reason why I like so many girls, haha no i kid, i only like one girl. Anyway, I took it for a year and my oil glands were controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the sucky thing bout this pill is the process of it. TONS OF SIDE EFFECTS. I remember my skin doctor said that she could list at least a thousand if she were to write a list bout it. one of it is labelled at the back of the cover my pills -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLRnXiw10Q8/Te3gtLj5pHI/AAAAAAAACd4/yxFronEtU4w/s1600/P1060153.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfUkG-uatLY/Te3gsr99GYI/AAAAAAAACdw/cRPGoE7PNnc/s1600/P1060152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfUkG-uatLY/Te3gsr99GYI/AAAAAAAACdw/cRPGoE7PNnc/s400/P1060152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391368722323842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get pregnant while taking this pill because a defect child would be born. So, I guess i'll have to stay away from getting pregnant for the moment. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few of the significant ones that were listed are - Dry skin, dry mouth, dry eyes, suicide, depression etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry skin- DRY LIKE NO ONE'S BUSINESS. This is something that I struggle with the most while taking it cos my skin literally cracks and bleed because of the dryness of my skin. one of the worse part if the nose area cos I feel like my nose is gonna drop off like Michael Jackson's due to the dryness of it. So thank God for moisturisers and lip balm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide and depression- I think i read it somewhere that there were bout 250 cases worldwide of people commiting suicide while taking this pill, screws up your hormones I guess. There was a guy who actually stole a plane from an airport and crash it somewhere and the doc said it's due to this pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I guess I'm emotionally stable and it doesn't screw up my thinking. I guess why people get into depression is also due to the side effects. When you're on it, Accutane dries your skin up like crazy, and you'll have like a skin that's 100 times  worse than before (the guy below explains all bout it, his skin wasn't that bad before) before it heals completely.  Also, I guess people get depressed cos it screws your skin up BADLY before it heals completely before it heals so you just have to be patient with it through the process.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRdNtBsdeGo/Te3gtSOoqFI/AAAAAAAACeA/H7OhKsbwYVo/s1600/P1060156.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SAZln7TFT2s" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in that phase now, of my skin getting from just 10 zits to like a  hundred zits and it's really insanely dry. Oh the reason why i took it's  because my oil glands' really active again after 5years so i hope this is the last time round. I dreaded taking this pill and I took one week of thinking before taking it again cos of the amount of side effects and the outburst that I'll have while taking this pill, somehow you just lose motivation to go thru your day. I was pretty insecure bout it when I was 13 years old cos of the massive outbreak, I tend to avoid people whom I think may judge me. But I guess I'm over that stage now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my skin's gonna be terrible for like another 3-4 months or so before it heals completely, I've learnt that I don't have to seek approval from people around me. I have my security in Jesus and that's what matters, to me at least. I may not know why God created acne in the first place, but I know that I've been relying on Him to go through my day, just thanking Him even for my existence in this life. Though it may be sucky at times, but once again I thank God every single morning that I can wake up and tell Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Psalm 139 : 13-14,&lt;br /&gt;"For you created my inmost being;&lt;br /&gt;you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made ;&lt;br /&gt;Your works are wonderful, I know that full well. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah it gets a tad bit annoying at times when I explain to people that I'm taking Accutane and my skin will go from bad to horrible during the period while I'm taking it before it starts clearing up. People go like are you sure that these stuff works and all and they're like yada this and that. And for those people who understand when you ask and I tell you all bout it and you kinda sorta maybe get it, I really appreciate it much cos it does make a significant difference to my day. Would really appreciate prayers that it'll heal faster as I really wanna go for a mission trip after exams, if my skin's too dry I doubt i'll be able to go. Sucks to be me. booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH OF ACCUTANE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of all of you know, I'm sitting for my finals for A-levels. FEW MORE DAYS OF COLLEGE AND I'M GRADUATING ! One word for Edexcel, I detest you, very much. No matter how hard I've tried to like you, it's just hard. haha no but seriously, exams this term's really tough especially further maths. It's okay I can bare with it with God's help definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKOWKR6igRY/Te3hA2EcWsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/65tDhqS1YWs/s1600/P1060157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKOWKR6igRY/Te3hA2EcWsI/AAAAAAAACeQ/65tDhqS1YWs/s400/P1060157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391715031276226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My classic "messy room during exam period" photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cleaner compared to SPM time cos I studied way more back then (you can look at my old pictures). I'm just distracted by tons of things now. Pretty worried myself. JUNE 27th, I'm gonna run in the forest like a free man cos FREEEEEEDOMMMMMM FOR ME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I really don't know what I'm gonna do after my college life and whatever the future holds, I still believe that God will provide for every need and He has it all planned out- so if I don't get to go into Uni yet, I'll prolly take a gap year to learn some other stuff other than my school books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRdNtBsdeGo/Te3gtSOoqFI/AAAAAAAACeA/H7OhKsbwYVo/s1600/P1060156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRdNtBsdeGo/Te3gtSOoqFI/AAAAAAAACeA/H7OhKsbwYVo/s400/P1060156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391378992834642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A random photo of, MICROGENIUS. a classic game device. Bro found it when he was cleaning up the room.&lt;br /&gt;This machine made part of who I am today. I played Supermario and Tetris and tons of other games all day long when I was younger. Supermario's still definitely part of me now. love that silly guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xfeys7Jfnx8" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was NIGAHIGA's birthday yesterday. I've been following and watching every single video of his since my friend told me bout him when i was like 15 or 16. He's hilarious, and KEVJUMBA too definitely. Been singing this song all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep and do some further maths for the day. Chem 6 paper sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. thankingJesusforstrengthandcourageeachday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9034692218777433602?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9034692218777433602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9034692218777433602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9034692218777433602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9034692218777433602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-with-accutane-hormone-flying.html' title='Life with Accutane. Hormone flying.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V1RTGGTnOg/Te3hAmuQfBI/AAAAAAAACeI/wOY273aFjUE/s72-c/P1060153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-614261868062819698</id><published>2011-01-24T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T03:25:09.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again.</title><content type='html'>and i'm still alive.  to start blogging again ? that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-614261868062819698?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/614261868062819698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=614261868062819698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/614261868062819698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/614261868062819698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-we-go-again.html' title='here we go again.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9125056013140636593</id><published>2010-09-08T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:18:46.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half A Year Has Passed.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; I'm scribbling out my thoughts right now. 3:11am shows on the time right below. Oh well, I've to get back that juice to blog again. I haven't been writing a proper sentence other than numbers in a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say that one thing remains for sure, God has been there and is still here for me in whatever situation I'm facing. I've been living my life everyday relying on Him, bad or good days, learning to lean on Him in everything that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, thank you for being my all, my life and my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 6:33-34&lt;br /&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks You, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9125056013140636593?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9125056013140636593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9125056013140636593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9125056013140636593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9125056013140636593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2010/09/half-year-has-passed.html' title='Half A Year Has Passed.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8451364515868392424</id><published>2010-02-18T11:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:45:23.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Major Trust Issues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey peeps, haven't blogged in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your plan was to shatter this heart with all the high hopes that you've assured me, you truely deserve an award for it. My story did not end like Enid Blyton. My story ended with a pretty ugly ending. It ended with "... &amp;amp; he lived sadly " there was not an 'after' at the end of the story cos this is not the end. I hate writing emo posts. You've no idea what you've done seriously. It's a permanent cut you've caused. And I don't think I'm in position to tell you bout those things that I said I wanted to tell you. But there's so much more you needed to know. You didn't really gave me the chance to do it anyways so there's no difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to stop. Guard your heart, please. Words, can kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up, it's a complete different story. Just because God would make a brand new day for me so that I can leave every single inch of burden of my life behind and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you lie, you don't deserve to have friends. -cute is what we aim for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. appreciatingGodcoseverythinghappenedforareason. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8451364515868392424?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8451364515868392424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8451364515868392424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8451364515868392424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8451364515868392424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2010/02/freaking.html' title='Freaking Major Trust Issues.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7009482122321563532</id><published>2009-12-08T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T03:20:07.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054590104667250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IeFj8hHI/AAAAAAAACcc/kSx9MV34C4k/s400/Sesamecast.jpg" /&gt; Sesame Street's Entourage. classic, just pure classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning at 7.30am today, without my 4 alarms ringing. It's weird cos I only had 6 hours of sleep but i feel fresh as ever but my body's aching like an old man cos of futsal yesterday. Gotta start my jogging sessions again before i become i fat bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what did I do early in the morning? I haven't even eat my breakfast yet but it's on the table already. Man, i feel like a bum already i've got to get my eyes off the comp after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up, called my third bum but she's too busy for everyone now. So i decided to watch the making of paramore's brand new eyes album. awesome awesome awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I thought about Big Bird, and Jimmy Kimmel. so i youtubed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch the video below. I never knew Sesame Street existed since 40 years ago. I grew up watching Sesame Street. I can't remember much what I learnt from it but it was heck loads for a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/el9tfwU208I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b48x_uv_l1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b48x_uv_l1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/el9tfwU208I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IehKmvNI/AAAAAAAACck/6StQD6jJNa0/s1600-h/Elmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054597514575058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IehKmvNI/AAAAAAAACck/6StQD6jJNa0/s400/Elmo.jpg" /&gt;My favaourite one of all time, ELMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still remember I had my first ever backpack for school when i was 5, it was an Elmo backpack with glitters on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413054608310030162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IfJYcT1I/AAAAAAAACcs/3x2TMl_vsUo/s400/shoes_elmo2.jpg" /&gt;only if I had these sneakers during my childhood days. I'm so gonna buy these for my kids next time.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057330561195762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K9mjsnvI/AAAAAAAACc8/JQLcdZMWTj8/s400/200901061125.jpg" /&gt;Another character that i really like, Cookie monster! eating the twin towers.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057320580735394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K9BYK4aI/AAAAAAAACc0/iXqvBD5wZQs/s400/cookie-monster-cupcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413057338055115266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8K-CeYwgI/AAAAAAAACdE/w76OagdmqNs/s400/Sesame_Street_Cookie_Monster_Face_Blue_Shirt.jpg" /&gt;... &amp;amp; cookie monster shall be my handphone background screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.sesamestreeth-ing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7009482122321563532?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7009482122321563532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7009482122321563532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7009482122321563532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7009482122321563532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/sesame-street.html' title='Sesame Street.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx8IeFj8hHI/AAAAAAAACcc/kSx9MV34C4k/s72-c/Sesamecast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6125293709937760580</id><published>2009-12-08T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:23:41.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s1600-h/P9180262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412867864208900274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s400/P9180262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy says :&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; " Can you stay at home for one day after SPM and clean up your room? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I guess I'll be spending my day cleaning up the room and drumming all day long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone wants to study tonight? Oh wait, SPM's over. what a waste of time when we don't even know the mistakes we've done in our exams. bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. freakingrelieved. (:&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/1769134929926039320-6125293709937760580?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6125293709937760580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6125293709937760580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6125293709937760580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6125293709937760580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sx5epNZMgLI/AAAAAAAACcU/i6KwRIrGddw/s72-c/P9180262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2057174171403432537</id><published>2009-10-11T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T05:52:13.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye For Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s1600-h/SPM-01-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391318604294256434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s400/SPM-01-big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Some rapper when i googled SPM. even the title says, " When Devils Strike. " SPM's a devil. how satanic. *pose* (points up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so i'm trying real hard to abstain myself from the computer. But daddy left the modem here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been awesome other than counting down the days to SPM. My mommy is going to pay up for my college fees soon. Been hanging around with my quality friends quite a bit, something I can't do anymore for 2 months, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I love the band I'm with now. I've been with so many bands throughout these 5 years, filling in for various bands as a fill in drummer for performances. Not to say I'm good or anything, but I guess attitude and being able to work with others and giving in to others plays a big role in a band. That's what I've learnt over the years. To all the bands that I've played in before, thank you for giving me the chance to play with you guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Van Company? Our song list now is I've got a feeling, we were meant to live &amp;amp; fix you. so if you put it all together its... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got a feeling that We were meant to live to Fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna be famous soon, you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, don't expect me to blog too often now until SPM's over. the devil awaits... and the devil will be a footstool for my feet. I'll conquer you, evil one, SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward after the last chemistry paper on december 9th. woots woots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. storyofafutureoldschoolrocker. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2057174171403432537?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2057174171403432537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2057174171403432537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2057174171403432537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2057174171403432537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-for-now.html' title='Goodbye For Now.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/StHPtMfp9zI/AAAAAAAACcM/c52UAvoiBxo/s72-c/SPM-01-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1319500247266679143</id><published>2009-10-07T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:51:23.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Buddies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s1600-h/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389899210047321346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s400/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like 12.45 am and I've nothing to do, was browsing through my facebook pictures and out of my surprise, I found a nice picture of me and you at Sarah Lee's 17th birthday. &lt;em&gt;My button fell off that night, not that i want to be sexy or anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my closest buddy in life, my third bum in life, my gay buddy aka ChinHuiYing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UI36i6--mA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UI36i6--mA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for those in the world who haven't watch this video, you're an alien. watch this, trust me you'll laugh till you pee in your pants. boomboompow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta Kit Kit! that's what he's singing instead of gotta get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading the whole book of Acts today, quite an achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming session with the boys in few hours time. i'vegotafeelingthatweweremeanttolivetofixyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-1319500247266679143?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1319500247266679143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1319500247266679143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1319500247266679143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1319500247266679143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/gay-buddies.html' title='Gay Buddies.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SszExk4HdQI/AAAAAAAACcE/7u-RGjiCacI/s72-c/4204_85245648613_538088613_1696531_4595384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-243203924935126727</id><published>2009-10-06T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:00:31.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrie Choo Li-Yen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389716681049009186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s400/Picture+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A very long time ago. when she haven't start pouting while taking pictures. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, riee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;sometimes,youcanthaveitall.&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/1769134929926039320-243203924935126727?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/243203924935126727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=243203924935126727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/243203924935126727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/243203924935126727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/carrie-choo-li-yen.html' title='Carrie Choo Li-Yen.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sswew_XsbCI/AAAAAAAACb8/Y8cKhK4FNFM/s72-c/Picture+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8087851450999918574</id><published>2009-10-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:50:45.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a SASA-rian. rawr !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709605579002578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYVJMMEtI/AAAAAAAACbc/c9aMzHsvM4o/s400/P9300256.JPG" /&gt;Been playing around with my dad's semi DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know how to use it still. Anyone wants to teach me? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmYl-iUI/AAAAAAAACb0/MRLU91oBRh4/s1600-h/PA070259.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709901771475266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmYl-iUI/AAAAAAAACb0/MRLU91oBRh4/s400/PA070259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Alright, so I finally got the letter when I was not even waiting for the postman cos I was out all day with Suetyun yesterday at curve, studying at bucks all day. &lt;a href="http://www.justthesimpleme.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.justthesimpleme.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; see whether she updated on it or not cos she's having all the pictures. heh. Ayam Penyet, Sambal and Soda Gembira for dinner. yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came home, read the letter. Full scholarship baby! But even though it's a full scholarship, which is like RM18k, A levels here cost about RM30k plus minus. Oh well, looks like I'll be starting college in January. Not really psyched about it somehow. God, I need clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709888557235490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYlnXdPSI/AAAAAAAACbk/quRf2lPlSzs/s400/PA050257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pretty pretty wall. spot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in the car on the way to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : " Ivan, I canceled out the astro already. (cos we got some new satellite called Good TV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan : " So how am I gonna watch cartoons now? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad : " You can watch those on TV 3 and RTM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan : " -___________- ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo sial whole day cos I've been watching cartoon all my life. No more powerpuff girls, no more blues clues, no more Hannah Montana and High school musical just to name a few. wtheckkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright note, I think after me emo-ing. He canceled out certain packages only. But I still don't have cartoons and sports channel. sighs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying. one more post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmON7jCI/AAAAAAAACbs/Y6-X2_AXZiU/s1600-h/PA050258.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389709898986261538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYmON7jCI/AAAAAAAACbs/Y6-X2_AXZiU/s400/PA050258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ... &amp;amp; I shall name you, Shy Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.i'vegottheboomboompow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8087851450999918574?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8087851450999918574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8087851450999918574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8087851450999918574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8087851450999918574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sasa-rian-rawr.html' title='I&apos;m a SASA-rian. rawr !'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SswYVJMMEtI/AAAAAAAACbc/c9aMzHsvM4o/s72-c/P9300256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4082918720163842717</id><published>2009-10-05T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:49:58.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are You Mr. Postman? !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s1600-h/Postman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389105431504319634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s400/Postman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Classic postman picture. awesome, I'm a sucker for these kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up today, looked at the clock and it showed 8.30 am. The first word that came into my mind was SH*T! (sorry for the inappropriate language) I'm late for the SASA scholarship ceremony! Then I flipped open my oh-so-sexy phone, and i came to realise that today is only Monday. wtheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've no idea if i should consider what happened today as a good thing or a bad thing. I'm just excited and nervous at the same time to see the results of how much scholarship I'm being offered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That was early morning when i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Texted my third bum in life aka ChinHuiYing, know why she's my third bum in life? Cos my backside which consists of 2 of my bum bum already so she's the third one. We're just close friends but not so close till she's attached to my backside lah. Don't you feel the love? (: Asked her whether she could drop me at school so i can return my text books. She being a nice girl decided to pick me up so that i can return those books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pn Kwang : " This one your girlfriend ah? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ivan cock stares : " nooo.. -.- "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ivan to Huiying and Huiying : " You wish laah. " lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Huiying's crib to study a lil Bio and we had a lil conversation in between our study session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me : " I really don't like smart people. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying : " So that means you don't like yourself lah. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me : " No, I mean I don't like people who's smarter than me, cos I'm a selfish guy. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying : " Oh, no wonder you love me so much lah. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! yes lah love you gay buddy our phones even have the same colour. pink and black sexy sial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chowern calls : " Ivan! I GOT FULL SCHOLARSHIP! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay weird i was just thinking about SASA in the morning and now she calls me telling me that she received a full scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy picked me up from huiying's. Opened the postbox, no letter one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I waited and waited all day long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I checked the postbox at least 5 or 6 times today to see if the letter would magically appear or drop down from heaven onto my head or come out from a bird's bum while doing big business in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I finally made a conclusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389105439566951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny2DaDdCI/AAAAAAAACbE/SJ2eFa0rgqE/s400/post.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think postman's birthday today&lt;/span&gt;. He never come my house today! when i was looking forward to see him for the first time all my life. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is a story of me waiting for a postman all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing that happened yesterday, I watched Bruno with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Huiying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yilin&lt;/span&gt; at Yilin's crib. Don't ever watch it, worse show ever. I felt so disgusted that i felt like puking literally when i came back home. stupid gay movies. really detest that show so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.God,givemeafullscholarshippleaseandthankyou. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youaretheonlyexception.&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/1769134929926039320-4082918720163842717?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4082918720163842717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4082918720163842717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4082918720163842717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4082918720163842717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-are-you-mr-postman.html' title='Where Are You Mr. Postman? !'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssny1lXxdJI/AAAAAAAACa8/EHTB_T9gIDs/s72-c/Postman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7819931362304033939</id><published>2009-10-02T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:21:04.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore - Brand New Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-20yAII/AAAAAAAACa0/W12FiYuuK50/s1600-h/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187470235250738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9NKVMDI/AAAAAAAACaU/kBAXzJPHcG8/s400/3927888686_4112eb8197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187484541063234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-CdGkEI/AAAAAAAACak/Vs7sepHHaR8/s400/3664161752_b720ae2792_o2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-S7kehI/AAAAAAAACas/cfjU6rNqvKQ/s1600-h/l_7c50e66d5ad24b3b9c7c1e068785453f_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187488963820050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav-S7kehI/AAAAAAAACas/cfjU6rNqvKQ/s400/l_7c50e66d5ad24b3b9c7c1e068785453f_resized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9vkFAnI/AAAAAAAACac/bcdNzgsZtyM/s1600-h/brand-new-eyes--large-msg-125343518298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388187479470047858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9vkFAnI/AAAAAAAACac/bcdNzgsZtyM/s400/brand-new-eyes--large-msg-125343518298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavCO6foSI/AAAAAAAACaM/C3YdXpvmfiw/s1600-h/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186457093415202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavCO6foSI/AAAAAAAACaM/C3YdXpvmfiw/s400/normal_0002_brand-new-eyes-RR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBtmLEHI/AAAAAAAACaE/8P24VVd_fcw/s1600-h/Paramore%2B02a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186448149811314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBtmLEHI/AAAAAAAACaE/8P24VVd_fcw/s400/Paramore%2B02a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBLjxnQI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xgq3l3OY0qA/s1600-h/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186439012949250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavBLjxnQI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xgq3l3OY0qA/s400/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavAaoMbsI/AAAAAAAACZ0/T9LFHq9r4uU/s1600-h/ParamoreBrandNewEyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186425878146754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsavAaoMbsI/AAAAAAAACZ0/T9LFHq9r4uU/s400/ParamoreBrandNewEyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssau_-9AgOI/AAAAAAAACZs/tj57tUES0YA/s1600-h/Paramore-brand-new-eyes-7821762-500-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388186418449252578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssau_-9AgOI/AAAAAAAACZs/tj57tUES0YA/s400/Paramore-brand-new-eyes-7821762-500-500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a post when i spam with pictures, why? Cos these pictures speak more than words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Paramore so much. They're one of my major inspiration in life to make good music. I'm in love, with music. Just listened to their whole album as a morning wake up call. Few of the songs already caught my attention and I really like the song called "Brick By Boring Brick." Don't know what it means (yet) but it sounds oh-so-awesome. wooo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjTlJCd8ANU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjTlJCd8ANU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend!&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams is one of the hottest chick on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of the computer. Church, here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.paramoreislove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7819931362304033939?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7819931362304033939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7819931362304033939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7819931362304033939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7819931362304033939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/paramore-brand-new-eyes.html' title='Paramore - Brand New Eyes.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Ssav9NKVMDI/AAAAAAAACaU/kBAXzJPHcG8/s72-c/3927888686_4112eb8197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3019104228927679460</id><published>2009-10-02T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:52:03.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Classic Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thursday- We're famous peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SpicyCorner?v=photos&amp;amp;ref=nf#/photo.php?pid=3100748&amp;amp;id=77064566734"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/SpicyCorner?v=photos&amp;amp;ref=nf#/photo.php?pid=3100748&amp;amp;id=77064566734&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just press the link on top, I don't know how to do the *click here* thingy. Blame my noobie computer skills. We've got publicity already even though it was just the first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had one of those drumming days when I drum all day and do nothing else and at late night after all the hectic practices all I want to do is get on my bed and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a practice with the band, excluding one member the whole afternoon and somehow we blend together pretty good even though we've never played together before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Melvin prays : " Lord, give us the juices so that we can find a song to play. "&lt;br /&gt;Josh Seb : " Let's go to the kitchen and find a blender now. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine four monkeys in a hot stuffy room together and all of them having the same goal - to make good music for the world to listen. just awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Josh Seb for coming all the way from Old Klang Road (not Klang, but it's the road on the way to klang), made your 2 hour ride all the way to my house just for practice. Really appreciate you and your voice and the guitar playing in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, was just so uber tired but had to drag my lazy butt to church for worship practice. loved the worship practice that day and it was a really an achievement for all of us that night after being able to nail the song "Jesus Reigns" . Too many beats in one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday- Last days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388183326025312066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsasL-xr50I/AAAAAAAACZk/mw4tA8ivAts/s400/7030_284122120433_648025433_9301123_2438677_n.jpg" /&gt;A cute boy with two girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 5 years in this school, I can say that I'm ready to leave this school already. Honestly, there's only few things that I'm proud of this school. To name one, PJK lessons. Thank You Mr Zol for making this lesson interesting and this is the only lesson, other than reccess that students look forward to. And for the majority of the teachers, I'm sorry if I've hurt your feelings or whatever if I ever did. Please don't ever think that your student is stupid even if they are. Yes specifically a few of you who scold us without thinking rationally. I'm sorry for you all. A teacher is suppose to help students in life, instead you made most of your students dislike you. I'm just sorry for you teachers. But stil, I'm grateful that you've taught us abit in lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days are counting till I leave this school for real, definitely no form 6 for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.we'reallgrowingup. (:&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/1769134929926039320-3019104228927679460?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3019104228927679460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3019104228927679460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3019104228927679460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3019104228927679460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-classic-days.html' title='Good Classic Days.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsasL-xr50I/AAAAAAAACZk/mw4tA8ivAts/s72-c/7030_284122120433_648025433_9301123_2438677_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1277050072811050462</id><published>2009-09-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:15:54.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Rad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s1600-h/twit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387257618749577570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s400/twit.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I'm outdated. Follow me on twitter peeps. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/IvanLimHuanWen"&gt;http://twitter.com/IvanLimHuanWen&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255662895502978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNge4UZFoI/AAAAAAAACZE/fIudboAMUKg/s400/miley.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miley, show attitude somemore lah, tell your daddy. But I still like you lah. Why party in the U.S.A. ? Party in the farm in your hometown also nicer lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carrie was telling JuLi and I how much she hates MileyCyrus' new song. That is why i decided to watch it on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgftbwx6I/AAAAAAAACZU/Oq5N5S_FJuY/s1600-h/3865081676_5de49939d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255677153494946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgftbwx6I/AAAAAAAACZU/Oq5N5S_FJuY/s400/3865081676_5de49939d4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *piu piu piu!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgfO6Bm1I/AAAAAAAACZM/tr-ddShPR_s/s1600-h/lego-star-wars-chess-set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387255668958927698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNgfO6Bm1I/AAAAAAAACZM/tr-ddShPR_s/s400/lego-star-wars-chess-set.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is freaking dope. Starwars Lego Chess. got it from &lt;a href="http://www.femmething.com/"&gt;http://www.femmething.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go to school today, spent my day at Bucks (a new slang i learnt from SarahLee), JayaOne with Carrie and JuLi. Carrie is a genius in Sejarah, she knows every single detail in the form 4 and 5 book. But she's an awesome tutor seriously. Pretty darn good in explaining everything to me. Thanks for teaching me chapter 9 and sorry that i dissapointed you by getting 15 wrong. But if I get A for it in SPM I'd definitely bring you out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were busy with their phones. Why? Blame tweeter. And you know lah they purposely show off to me their canggih phones. But somehow they got me into tweeter again, well I had it all along just that I don't know how to message people and I didn't really bother to learn how to do it so i just neglected it. Carrie taught me how to do it already so I'm gonna start tweeting and learn those stupid tweeter terms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE OF THE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;According to JuLi, JULIUS CAESAR IS A GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; she thinks that I'm so blonde that I think that NewMoon is coming out in SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since few of you like my status in facebook. I'm going to post it up here too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, " Okay facebook, I'm gonna face my books now. " I love talking crap, love. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I'm going to focus on learning my drum parts for this week's ZC's songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.omgoshhh49daystillSPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;nowiknowwhyyou'reheartbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1277050072811050462?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1277050072811050462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1277050072811050462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1277050072811050462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1277050072811050462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-rad.html' title='This Is Rad.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsNiQucV2WI/AAAAAAAACZc/lPZjmoE2TAA/s72-c/twit.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8428778955984831614</id><published>2009-09-29T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:58:27.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom. Zoom. Room.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838600239292642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlKo2gIOI/AAAAAAAACYc/G5TeHWuzaaM/s400/P9270258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"HI EARTH, I COME IN PEACE. BUT I WOULD DEFINITELY LIKE TO INVADE EARTH. MUAHAHAHA! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;art on my drumstick's nylon tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post, will be about my room. Let's just say, I've been spending a lot of time alone in my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwG7XXqLI/AAAAAAAACY8/yh9xduwABFE/s1600-h/P9180262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850631117416626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwG7XXqLI/AAAAAAAACY8/yh9xduwABFE/s400/P9180262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room after during trials. &lt;em&gt;"No air, no air."&lt;/em&gt; Chris brown sings, cos he came into my room and all he could breathe into his lungs was dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwGYqUpEI/AAAAAAAACY0/jATEl8xuXDM/s1600-h/P9290257.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850621801669698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwGYqUpEI/AAAAAAAACY0/jATEl8xuXDM/s400/P9290257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room after trials. so much cleaner. I still breathe books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwF-XsabI/AAAAAAAACYs/VHrSrNcCDys/s1600-h/P9290260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386850614744213938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHwF-XsabI/AAAAAAAACYs/VHrSrNcCDys/s400/P9290260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pimp my phone. It got all pimped and bimbo-ed up. Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SarahLee&lt;/span&gt;.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlLJ5VXjI/AAAAAAAACYk/xyBTWk8wBho/s1600-h/P9270260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838609109540402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlLJ5VXjI/AAAAAAAACYk/xyBTWk8wBho/s400/P9270260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Why bum? Because B is for Biology and B is for Bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJ8yetPI/AAAAAAAACYU/P1vYL5Fed60/s1600-h/P9270257.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838588411262194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJ8yetPI/AAAAAAAACYU/P1vYL5Fed60/s400/P9270257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A cheap skateboard magazine which entertained me during the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838575342329410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJMGmnkI/AAAAAAAACYE/RH_hYR5kMlA/s400/P9270254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My schedule for the week which is pretty impossible to achieve because i procrastinate too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJlAPc6I/AAAAAAAACYM/zSYoGA-2Trk/s1600-h/P9270255.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386838582026531746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlJlAPc6I/AAAAAAAACYM/zSYoGA-2Trk/s400/P9270255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &amp;amp; a lil art to blend in with my schedule for the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that i kind of wasted my whole holidays away. I really wanted to go on my hardcore routine of nerding up the whole week but i failed miserably and i only managed to finish one chapter of Sejarah throughout the whole week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you all smell it? The smell of SPM's becoming stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God because I got a call from HELP college and I'm being offered a scholarship to study in HELP. Everyone say woots woots. Not sure how many percent though but I'm really praying hard that it's full scholarhip, or not I don't think i'd be accepting it cos it'll still be a tad bit expensive for me. So yeap keep me in prayers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes another boring week of school, just getting back results and wasting our time away in school. "Here I go, to Taman SEA, when i try to let it go, cos it's my only my only one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.countingdowntothedaystospm. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8428778955984831614?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8428778955984831614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8428778955984831614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8428778955984831614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8428778955984831614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/boom-zoom-room.html' title='Boom. Zoom. Room.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SsHlKo2gIOI/AAAAAAAACYc/G5TeHWuzaaM/s72-c/P9270258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6240017786221030513</id><published>2009-09-23T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:42:59.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Me At Six.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1CNnya3qJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1CNnya3qJE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@ live lounge yo. can't read my poker face. p-p-p-poker face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just discovered this band. &amp;amp; i think i just downloaded all their songs? You gotta admit their good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.(:&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/1769134929926039320-6240017786221030513?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6240017786221030513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6240017786221030513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6240017786221030513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6240017786221030513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-me-at-six.html' title='You Me At Six.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7725629652145917958</id><published>2009-09-22T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:44:58.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P h a t .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384308118510007794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s400/DSC02860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; What do you call a Siu Mai on top of a Loh Mai Kai? yummyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Loh Siu Mai Mai Kai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjnsrn60dI/AAAAAAAACX0/Gp8JqZqrlW4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384308109331845586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjnsrn60dI/AAAAAAAACX0/Gp8JqZqrlW4/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I was flipping through a magazine in the bookshop the other day. This shocked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson. Not to be mean but, you were pretty darn hot when you were slimmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-7725629652145917958?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7725629652145917958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7725629652145917958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7725629652145917958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7725629652145917958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/fat.html' title='P h a t .'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrjntN0KdfI/AAAAAAAACX8/fNGfmzoeMy4/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6772149968038639034</id><published>2009-09-22T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:03:03.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300712995557266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-KH7j5I/AAAAAAAACXc/Vv9qTH5OrYE/s400/DSC02875.JPG" /&gt;Eye Bags, Panda peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini surprise party for Andrea at Tzeyi's. What a party animal, dreaa. One party after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the few of us that stayed back and chit chat to kill time. I drove woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg_G--pAI/AAAAAAAACXs/O2jqakC0zQU/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300729332573186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg_G--pAI/AAAAAAAACXs/O2jqakC0zQU/s400/DSC02871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Zhiwei. all burnt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-kZmdUI/AAAAAAAACXk/7R5FPf2KhfU/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300720048993602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-kZmdUI/AAAAAAAACXk/7R5FPf2KhfU/s400/DSC02872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Zhiyu and Tzeyi. looking all bubbly for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg9XzYUzI/AAAAAAAACXU/oS1P7ay4rsE/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300699487589170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg9XzYUzI/AAAAAAAACXU/oS1P7ay4rsE/s400/DSC02873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me. looking fat, i mean phat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg80PojSI/AAAAAAAACXM/bUzITeP09Zs/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300689942416674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg80PojSI/AAAAAAAACXM/bUzITeP09Zs/s400/DSC02865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Andrea. birthday girl who got all tipsy after drinking 7 shots before she came here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophia and the whole girl gang were here to suprise her too but they left to the airport to send someone off. I want the group picture. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life has been, not life at all. Something brought me down yesterday. like really baaam right in my face. Guess sometimes life isn't fair? Not going to leader's retreat and knowing that everyone had so much fun already brought me down so much. I don't know, I just question God. Just maybe try to understand how just too many things that happen at the same time and things that are due have to make this life of mine miserable. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for the emo rant. I've been driving around quite a bit by myself and I like speeding. Playing need for speed got me into this. Speed oh speed, you won't know how it feels like till you actually do it. It feels awesome! But I'm pretty scared to speed when I have a passenger beside me cos I'd be responsible for your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mom: Andrea, you sat in Ivan's car that day ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Andrea: Yes, aunty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mom: You seriously dare to sit his car ah? I'm sure you were praying really hard when you were in his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, anyone wants to sit in my white ferrari? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6772149968038639034?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6772149968038639034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6772149968038639034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6772149968038639034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6772149968038639034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-again.html' title='Happy Birthday, Again!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Srjg-KH7j5I/AAAAAAAACXc/Vv9qTH5OrYE/s72-c/DSC02875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2269303083171274670</id><published>2009-09-20T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:59:28.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andreaaa Geh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday friend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm glad that I made one of your dream come true, i guess? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, it was good just spending the day with you and looking back and talking bout those days. We were pretty close already since back then. Those fat days of ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; you totally risked your life today by sitting in the passenger seat in my car all day. We almost made a close call to accident but seriously thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for you in my life and yeah i totally brought you out yesterday cos I knew it was your birthday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugly Truth yeah. Stay single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We shall not humiliate ourselves by putting up our fat pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, enough said. You're still awesome, but I'm awesome-r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (: everyonesaygeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2269303083171274670?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2269303083171274670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2269303083171274670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2269303083171274670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2269303083171274670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/andreaaa-geh.html' title='Andreaaa Geh.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4547737592822663335</id><published>2009-09-19T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:07:57.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaaaat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383186561699751874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s400/DSC02857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In church, I was wearing my white sweater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sara Pang : Ivan, are you cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Well yeah? I can't give you my jacket cos my shirt says kiss me. &amp;amp; we're in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. thankslimpeishanfortheshirt. &amp;amp;noi'mnotdesperatefromarandomsomeonenow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4547737592822663335?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4547737592822663335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4547737592822663335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4547737592822663335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4547737592822663335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/whaaaat.html' title='Whaaaat?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrTrqBHFJ8I/AAAAAAAACXE/FNU_BABq8To/s72-c/DSC02857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2177278054934699020</id><published>2009-09-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T01:25:27.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just A Game We Play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382999999871262658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-sJBH8I/AAAAAAAACWs/jlmbyJUbutY/s400/super-mario-brose-00.png" /&gt; Exams oh exams, I have this love/hate relationship with exams. I detest it so much because it makes me suffer, yet I love it at the same time cos it teaches me to be discipline and at the end of the day i become smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams' just like a game, a pretty dumb yet exciting and terrifying game that we all have to play in life. The worse part of it, we can't use cheat codes to skip a stage. Let me tell you how I view this whole process of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 1-The Green Turtle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382998439408134946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRAj29nayI/AAAAAAAACWc/UCfeb3NgV3A/s400/KOOPA.png" /&gt;This green turtle is like the daily homework and monthly test that we have in school. It hits you but it doesn't hit you real hard. You can kill it with just a shot after you get your flower power or you could just jump on it and it'll hide into it's shell and kill it by jumping on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 2-The Red Turtle with Wings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383086857237456034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrSQ-dC2ZKI/AAAAAAAACW8/6LjxEdx8Iv4/s400/6a00d83452033569e200e54f7044148834-800wi.jpg" /&gt;This red turtle above is like the term test that we take. It attacks you, but to kill it, you've got to have some skill and hardwork to kill. So it's like we've got to study real hard just to kill these killer turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAGE 3-The Big Turtle aka THE BOSS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383085166823662498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrSPcDwy46I/AAAAAAAACW0/gyxLMS4kzJs/s400/Veteran_Bowser_1187975363.jpg" /&gt;This is UPSR, PMR, SPM. The real deal and everyone will ask you for your results. So it's like if all of you are into supermario, you would ask each other if you have killed this boss or not. Requires a lot of effort to kill it cos it would not take a shot to kill it right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382997231781380034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrQ_dkM9f8I/AAAAAAAACWU/FpNWwMNUNGA/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;And once you've completed everything, guess what? You as supermario, get to jump onto a long flag to get some extra points and tadaa you finish the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382999994634107058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-YoYeLI/AAAAAAAACWk/w_8KxWczGIg/s400/P9190266.JPG" /&gt; I was wearing my awesome supermario boxers. I think that's why i thought I was Supermario&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEWtlyuBMeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEWtlyuBMeg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo classic supermario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382997223164722898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrQ_dEGlvtI/AAAAAAAACWM/MBmYmgiKNeQ/s400/AdvOfSuperMarioBros3_Compl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But WAIT! Hold on. Because after you have completed everything, Nintendo will come out with a new SuperMario, and this is like heading to college for me next year. And the whole cycle goes over and over again, just like a steering wheel. Told you it's a stupid game we all play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grew up with Supermario. I can sing like the whole Supermario song too if you want me too. When I was in mommy's womb, she played Tetris and Supermario all day long just to kill time. I think that is why i have the skill now. So hey future mommy(s) in this world, if you want your kids to be smart, make sure you study hard when you're pregnant, it works, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. supermariorocks. (:&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/1769134929926039320-2177278054934699020?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2177278054934699020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2177278054934699020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2177278054934699020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2177278054934699020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-game-we-play.html' title='It&apos;s Just A Game We Play.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SrRB-sJBH8I/AAAAAAAACWs/jlmbyJUbutY/s72-c/super-mario-brose-00.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8800340301731108609</id><published>2009-09-16T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:45:30.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dope Boys In The Building.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W85TPepF8Rg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W85TPepF8Rg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Black Air Force One's with the white socks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some gangster rap to put in my blog just because part of me belongs to hip hop. After watching the video, I feel like going to OU soon to get myself a &lt;strong&gt;famous star and straps&lt;/strong&gt; T-shirt, clothing line by Travis Barker. Man, I'm so gonna get one this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8800340301731108609?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8800340301731108609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8800340301731108609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8800340301731108609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8800340301731108609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/dope-boys-in-building.html' title='The Dope Boys In The Building.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-61717862027956063</id><published>2009-09-13T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:55:37.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s1600-h/einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380855748583631794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s400/einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me introduce you to my friend. His name's Einstein. He freaking made 3 principles and one more principle on energy transfer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;which's&lt;/span&gt; e equals &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; and now we got to learn it in physics. what a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love physics so much till i thought i was to good at it and neglected it. Now it became my worse science subject. Thanks Einstein aka smarty pants who doesn't have anything to do and came out with stupid principles that saved the earth and made it a better place. I'll come out with Ivan's Law or Principle some day which will make everyone into X-Men and we don't have to study to become smart. Oh! maybe i should invent another atomic bomb, shoot from the plane (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huiying&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; you get me) and then cause radiation onto the whole earth and the earth won't be round anymore too but it'll be a shape of a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week. anyone party on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vanwasere&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cursingeinstein&lt;/span&gt;. BLAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-61717862027956063?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/61717862027956063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=61717862027956063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/61717862027956063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/61717862027956063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/physics.html' title='Physics !'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqyjy1nyK7I/AAAAAAAACWE/czMP7GSd1dE/s72-c/einstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4286637420958552044</id><published>2009-09-10T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:02:41.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom, My Superhero-ine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s1600-h/DSCN5904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380004361771012706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s400/DSCN5904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was too caught up with my studies till I forgot about everything else. "I just need some rest," the body says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was telling my friends at school that it was my mom's birthday. But but i forgot to wish her till like late at night after physics tuition. what a bum son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm really proud cos I've got her as my mommy. She's the greatest woman on earth. &amp;amp; I wouldn't ask for more from her. Love you, mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somebody call 911! no, not shawty fire on the dance floor. but it's cos today's 911 when America's World Trade Centre was strucked down by the terrorist. I stil remember clearly where I was on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, physics time! I really need God's wisdom to help me understand. Headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more week of torture. 68 days to prison for one whole month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4286637420958552044?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4286637420958552044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4286637420958552044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4286637420958552044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4286637420958552044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mom-my-superhero-ine.html' title='My Mom, My Superhero-ine.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sqmddmlp0mI/AAAAAAAACV8/P3L6DCcA7WY/s72-c/DSCN5904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7863523154456877134</id><published>2009-09-08T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:10:34.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S I X .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Six is the second smallest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Composite number" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Composite_number"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;composite number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, its proper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Divisor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divisor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;divisors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="2 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="3 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/3_(number)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Since six equals the sum of these proper divisors, six is the smallest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Perfect number" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perfect_number"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perfect number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going crazy. 6 more days of trials. One whole week to go. but i still thank God for everything. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh chemistry oh chemistry. I want you to be my cup of tea...&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/1769134929926039320-7863523154456877134?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7863523154456877134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7863523154456877134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7863523154456877134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7863523154456877134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/s-i-x.html' title='S I X .'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2379719036548211228</id><published>2009-09-07T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:03:26.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, I'm officially freaking out. God help me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-2379719036548211228?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2379719036548211228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2379719036548211228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2379719036548211228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2379719036548211228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-im-officially-freaking-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6818453343472421581</id><published>2009-09-05T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:16:25.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Be A Nerd 101.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244279160713298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrT6msFI/AAAAAAAACVk/AW45Xw8g2k8/s400/DSC02847.JPG" /&gt;"STUDYING are for losers." quote Ben Siew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcsEh16CI/AAAAAAAACV0/zDASyIS26tU/s1600-h/DSC02845.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244292210190370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcsEh16CI/AAAAAAAACV0/zDASyIS26tU/s400/DSC02845.JPG" /&gt;Nerds eat vegetable and mash potatoes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378244287208528354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrx5WmeI/AAAAAAAACVs/QgWzj-Txk6Y/s400/DSC02846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nerds read book on "How To Study" just because they don't really know how to study. Note the sixth edition, peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BIG FAT LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TEEHEE. what a bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.nerdified. (:&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/1769134929926039320-6818453343472421581?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6818453343472421581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6818453343472421581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6818453343472421581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6818453343472421581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-to-be-nerd-101.html' title='How To Be A Nerd 101.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SqNcrT6msFI/AAAAAAAACVk/AW45Xw8g2k8/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6788516359743779216</id><published>2009-09-02T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:26:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*fin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I screwed up stupid english essay. sighss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?&lt;/em&gt; &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/1769134929926039320-6788516359743779216?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6788516359743779216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6788516359743779216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6788516359743779216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6788516359743779216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/fin.html' title='*fin'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1574134834465594944</id><published>2009-09-01T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:23:37.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>b u b b l e g u m .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731572664358002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s400/DSC02771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Brat Wannabe. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp3832oCDcI/AAAAAAAACVU/nh1fq-XyhtM/s1600-h/DSC02807.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731566636666306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp3832oCDcI/AAAAAAAACVU/nh1fq-XyhtM/s400/DSC02807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Okay, you've gotta admit this is the funniest thing you're ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Woon drawing a picture of an explosion. But no two jakuns named Ivan and Yujie thought it was a tree. So I drew a guy who got hanged (the one on the left) trying to imitate Banksy's art. google him. Yujie added a few heads on the right. &amp;amp; to top it off i drew two eyes and a mouth. Tadaaa this is what we get as the end result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp383bdGeaI/AAAAAAAACVM/PoEfo7rSb2o/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731559343061410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp383bdGeaI/AAAAAAAACVM/PoEfo7rSb2o/s400/DSC02836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is my room early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp382c0fvYI/AAAAAAAACU8/jV9ZZkEqvAc/s1600-h/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376731542529752450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp382c0fvYI/AAAAAAAACU8/jV9ZZkEqvAc/s400/DSC02840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Something sweet from someone sweeter? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days down, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 and a half weeks more to go&lt;/span&gt;. big bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.bobbingtotravisbarkerXdjam. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1574134834465594944?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1574134834465594944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1574134834465594944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1574134834465594944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1574134834465594944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/brat-wannabe.html' title='b u b b l e g u m .'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sp384NFJVHI/AAAAAAAACVc/CRB6JxcAulk/s72-c/DSC02771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7058106897703015570</id><published>2009-08-31T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:47:13.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know what's on my mind now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope someone gets swine flu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go inside teacher's office, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hug every single teacher, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we can fuhreaking delay trials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DJ AM passed away. rest in peace. I'll stil listen to your album all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;patriotic much by spending all day figuring out how to write a karangan.&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/1769134929926039320-7058106897703015570?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7058106897703015570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7058106897703015570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7058106897703015570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7058106897703015570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/ish.html' title='ish.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6134328326064115490</id><published>2009-08-29T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:11:39.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; There Went Kor, Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375381504330469970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Spkw_4nSklI/AAAAAAAACT0/umS5Z3ujCPA/s400/DSCN5899.JPG" /&gt;Ronald Macdonald, idiot laughing at idiot-er. socially retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll just let the pictures do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkyqiWXc8I/AAAAAAAACU0/BxebROpnpOw/s1600-h/DSCN5906.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375383310668820194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkypBv6buI/AAAAAAAACUc/QRw4j-8tGGk/s400/DSCN5888.JPG" /&gt;Dinner at some restaurant near my house.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375383322612011202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkypuPZEMI/AAAAAAAACUk/4Vo1bXZZbxk/s400/DSCN5897.JPG" /&gt; Me, Purdy, Daryll, Kor.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375383329414102098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkyqHlIvFI/AAAAAAAACUs/lgF00ArwIFA/s400/DSCN5905.JPG" /&gt;The prettiest woman on earth, my mommy. (:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375383336599909314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkyqiWXc8I/AAAAAAAACU0/BxebROpnpOw/s400/DSCN5906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; P-P-P Posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxB3WbOfI/AAAAAAAACUU/5AYAWEQOBsc/s1600-h/DSCN5910.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375381538351036914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxB3WbOfI/AAAAAAAACUU/5AYAWEQOBsc/s400/DSCN5910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We scream like an ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxBbQC9xI/AAAAAAAACUM/DjeaPX68kCo/s1600-h/DSCN5911.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375381530808088338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxBbQC9xI/AAAAAAAACUM/DjeaPX68kCo/s400/DSCN5911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Another *hey I'm too cool to look at the camera so just take me while I'm looking away* shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxATQ3ZFI/AAAAAAAACT8/N8sEuJkeh0k/s1600-h/DSCN5915.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375381511484171346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpkxATQ3ZFI/AAAAAAAACT8/N8sEuJkeh0k/s400/DSCN5915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The LIMs. with a tad bit of sugar on the table. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna miss you once again, without quarreling you for no reasons and waking you up every single with my 4 alarms for these few weeks. 4months till you're back again and I'll party every single day with you cos SPM will be over by then. God bless and take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-6134328326064115490?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6134328326064115490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6134328326064115490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6134328326064115490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6134328326064115490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-went-kor-again.html' title='&amp; There Went Kor, Again.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Spkw_4nSklI/AAAAAAAACT0/umS5Z3ujCPA/s72-c/DSCN5899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8525135451563523722</id><published>2009-08-27T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:56:31.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM Timetable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpcqJ-M0OEI/AAAAAAAACTs/lbQjjFVfGHU/s1600-h/med.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374811031093917762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpcqJ-M0OEI/AAAAAAAACTs/lbQjjFVfGHU/s400/med.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Click on picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great way to start my morning by reading this mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I detest biology, sejarah and malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell all of you a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was studying, I understand myself more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I realised that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suck at memorizing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-8525135451563523722?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8525135451563523722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8525135451563523722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8525135451563523722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8525135451563523722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/spm-timetable.html' title='SPM Timetable.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpcqJ-M0OEI/AAAAAAAACTs/lbQjjFVfGHU/s72-c/med.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6702881656006450362</id><published>2009-08-25T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:30:52.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bum. 200th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374061283550208722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpSAQ68wotI/AAAAAAAACTc/cokWSLhb8XU/s400/DSC02829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my kor kor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His name is Isaac Lim Huan-Wei. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is 20 years old. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is a Tech-Geek and he is very good in computer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is going back to Korea on Saturday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; this is how he sleeps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty awesome to have a brother like me huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bro has been back for almost 2 months now but i barely spent time with him cos firstly, I've been spending time with my books and secondly, he goes out every single day. But I'll definitely spend time with him when he's back after my SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpSARTPc6WI/AAAAAAAACTk/XOr6akB5Ga4/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374061290071058786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpSARTPc6WI/AAAAAAAACTk/XOr6akB5Ga4/s400/DSC02802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Luke 22:46, He said to them, " Why are you sleeping? Get up and pray that you will not fall into temptation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been falling asleep on my books alot and waking up the next day feeling all guilty and stressed up. I've no ideaa why my head hurts so much now &amp;amp; I just want to get through this phase of my life, real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a life, right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SPM, you're the biggest bum on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6702881656006450362?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6702881656006450362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6702881656006450362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6702881656006450362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6702881656006450362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/bum-200th-post.html' title='Bum. 200th post.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpSAQ68wotI/AAAAAAAACTc/cokWSLhb8XU/s72-c/DSC02829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4099073222734042148</id><published>2009-08-25T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:08:17.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm having a major headache right now even though it's 8 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4099073222734042148?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4099073222734042148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4099073222734042148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4099073222734042148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4099073222734042148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-having-major-headache-right-now-even.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1332168648732254634</id><published>2009-08-22T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:27:57.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great! Just Great?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947252886007890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCLDzUucFI/AAAAAAAACTM/Fxuf4_gOy0w/s400/DSC02818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes&lt;/em&gt;, I think my highlighter is taller than my apartment, just&lt;em&gt; sometime&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372941816572488850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCGHXelLJI/AAAAAAAACS0/mQ-_lzoGiHk/s400/Back+Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372941819948379170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCGHkDdLCI/AAAAAAAACS8/l50usk5l8iI/s400/Front+Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIX YOUR FACE-COACHELLA by TRAVIS BARKER &amp;amp; DJ AM. Dig 'em, till a hole appeared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love hip hop and I cannot lie. Go figure what song's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My week has been filled with Bible Knowledge of Acts and Luke, and I've just done reading through once and I've a trials later. I skipped class dinner yesterday but ended up sleeping at 8pm and the family plus church friends headed out to Broga Hill ( I don't know how it's spelled ) to see sunrise but I'm here bumming with my BK book and a half an hour break with Travis Barker and DJ AM rocking the silence in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered when I was form 1 and Yun Tjin, who's currently drummer of Broken Scars(Youtube it) from church asked me which drummer I looked up to when I was auditioning for worship team, and the first name that came into my mind was Travis Barker. I've been looking up to him ever since then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many people might think that Travis Barker is too "cliche", I don't completely agree with it nor do i completely disagree with it. So what if he plays simple beats and everyone thinks he's better than him? Just listen to his beats, simple stuff but it fills in all the emptiness in the band, the song and making it whole. Look at the way he hit the drums, now that's passion! He was definitely the backbone for Blink 182 and I was pretty sad when they had an argument that time. A three man band making music sounds so good. Ivan says, " One can put a 10man band playing their individual instruments yet sound empty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Travis Barker's real lucky to have Dj AM playing music together with him too as DJ AM's really good with the thing he does and it connects with the crowd. I would be pretty darn thankful and blessed if I had a DJ AM mixing all the tunes that's in my head and doing his stuff. One word for this album, DOPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947265752327042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCLEjQS44I/AAAAAAAACTU/mtuG5S-J3l8/s400/DSC02810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been spending alot of time reading my girlfriends. I destest them so much but yet I've to show so much love for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other than that, trials is a week time and I don't think I'll ever be ready unless H1N1 closes the school down and we'll have one more week at home to study. No one will ever be ready for exams though cos we'll never know what's coming out for exam. So, it's all up to God. Reveal the questions in my dream pretty pretty please? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947245057957138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCLDWKX3RI/AAAAAAAACTE/zlWWI5bigwE/s400/DSC02825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been sleeping too much and my body clock's pretty screwed up right now. Been taking my daily doses of Neslo, 3 spoons of Milo, 2 spoons of Nescafe and whole lots of condense milk or milk powder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm throwing my social life away for these 4 months for SPM, for real. Maybe. A random acronym for SPM, see pretty monkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm looking forward for the day when SPM ends it'll definitely be glorious. I miss everyone, I miss shopping, I miss talking crap all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Samuel Lim, admitted to hospital the other day due to pneumonia, get well soon yeap? Do keep him in your prayers as he's gotta study for trials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so dope that I make you look like a rope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Signing out from temptation, which's my computer name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.backtomygirlfriends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1332168648732254634?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1332168648732254634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1332168648732254634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1332168648732254634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1332168648732254634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/great-just-great.html' title='Great! Just Great?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SpCLDzUucFI/AAAAAAAACTM/Fxuf4_gOy0w/s72-c/DSC02818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-768361772839431865</id><published>2009-08-15T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:51:36.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace For The Stressed Soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sodl8BrI3iI/AAAAAAAACSs/TJYo_90z0qo/s1600-h/1051494-3-learning-to-breathe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370373162578533922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sodl8BrI3iI/AAAAAAAACSs/TJYo_90z0qo/s400/1051494-3-learning-to-breathe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalms 23:3&lt;br /&gt;he restores my soul.&lt;br /&gt;He guides me in paths of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 14:27&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Thessalonians 3:16&lt;br /&gt;Now may the Lord of peace himself give you peace at all times and in every way. The Lord be with all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daily quiet time with God, what a crucial moment in life that is not to be missed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I'm learning to breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. &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/1769134929926039320-768361772839431865?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/768361772839431865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=768361772839431865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/768361772839431865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/768361772839431865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/peace-for-stressed-soul.html' title='Peace For The Stressed Soul.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sodl8BrI3iI/AAAAAAAACSs/TJYo_90z0qo/s72-c/1051494-3-learning-to-breathe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-172060141892077261</id><published>2009-08-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:59:51.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, She Said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SoRu3B87QOI/AAAAAAAACSk/nbnD1FCwRiM/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538547428311266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SoRu3B87QOI/AAAAAAAACSk/nbnD1FCwRiM/s400/DSC02794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This is how I roll when I can't sleep at 3 in the morning, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;overjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-172060141892077261?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/172060141892077261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=172060141892077261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/172060141892077261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/172060141892077261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-she-said.html' title='So, She Said.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SoRu3B87QOI/AAAAAAAACSk/nbnD1FCwRiM/s72-c/DSC02794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4513106023414250521</id><published>2009-08-12T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T04:57:30.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Will Be Strong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/41-oA7HLonY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/41-oA7HLonY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer- lalalove you awesome.&lt;br /&gt;That's his new song but it's something random from him.&lt;br /&gt;go figuree. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369328602097124658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SoOv6mpYBTI/AAAAAAAACSc/b2QHY9ApBV0/s400/frangipani-flower.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a Frangipani. I couldn't get you one so i got you a picture. yeah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys, you can break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find out how much they can take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys will be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And boys soldier on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But boys would be gone without the warmth from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A womans good, good heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So yes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-4513106023414250521?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4513106023414250521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4513106023414250521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4513106023414250521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4513106023414250521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/john-mayer.html' title='Boys Will Be Strong.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SoOv6mpYBTI/AAAAAAAACSc/b2QHY9ApBV0/s72-c/frangipani-flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5338022705737841965</id><published>2009-08-09T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:11:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sn-duGUPNWI/AAAAAAAACSU/2CPvuK-fnTc/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368182696143959394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sn-duGUPNWI/AAAAAAAACSU/2CPvuK-fnTc/s400/DSC02782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you asked yourself? Why in the world are you here on this earth? I've been asking myself that question quite a lot lately, and I found the answer, actually more of being reminded again this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Acts 20:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me- the task of TESTIFYING TO THE GOSPEL OF GOD'S GRACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, when things don't seem to go the way i want it to be, i find life quite meaningless. I had this mindset before to get rich and famous and succesful is the pathway of life and boom we die and nothing else matters cos i've already got my ticket to heaven. That was naive thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's quite tempting to live my life by my own and trust myself in doing everything. I can be real naive when it comes to life. I fall, I cry, I can't stand by my own. There's this chinese song when we used to sing when we were young, "When you fall, you pick yourself up by your own." To think bout it, it's not that easy to pick ourselves up as we grow older when loads are put on your back. Faith, is this vocabulary, feeling, emotion losing its meaning in my life? I hope not as I hold on to God's promise and rely on Him to pick me up everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what if one have everything in this world? It doesn't matter cos when you're leaving earth one day to wherever you believe you're going to go, you can't bring those things with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm not getting what i want in life. I just read an article about "unanswered" prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"It's not that God didn't answer your prayer. He did. He said "No"."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be content with what you have in life, Ivan. I should get my purpose in life straight instead of being ignorant of everything cos ignorance ain't my bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I know why on earth am I here for, so what am I going to do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. thoughts.&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/1769134929926039320-5338022705737841965?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5338022705737841965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5338022705737841965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5338022705737841965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5338022705737841965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-you-asked-yourself-why-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sn-duGUPNWI/AAAAAAAACSU/2CPvuK-fnTc/s72-c/DSC02782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6172976362684087755</id><published>2009-07-29T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:07:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live. Love. Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SnAdQ3qxGeI/AAAAAAAACSI/vQFkKbcf1WY/s1600-h/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363819331856701922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SnAdQ3qxGeI/AAAAAAAACSI/vQFkKbcf1WY/s400/van.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;JUNKYARD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;INVADERS&lt;/span&gt;. Maggi Cap, Mom's Big Shades, Swine Flu Mask, Blue Tong, My Awesome Nike High Cuts. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was an awesome night. It made me realise lots of things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to everyone that my blog is slowly dying, I've so many things to blog about, but somehow I'm not blogging bout it. A lot of things have been happening lately. I've got my daddy's new semi-SLR camera to take nicer pics now. I've been contantly giving myself lots of excuses not to blog. I've gotta start studying as SPM is in 112 or less days time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omgg study ivan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently kicking it with: Seaside-The Kooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I Living Out My Destiny?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6172976362684087755?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6172976362684087755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6172976362684087755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6172976362684087755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6172976362684087755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/junkyard-invaders.html' title='Live. Love. Life.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SnAdQ3qxGeI/AAAAAAAACSI/vQFkKbcf1WY/s72-c/van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8014551693864428112</id><published>2009-07-25T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:46:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, L.O.U.D 2009 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SmvOwOID0HI/AAAAAAAACSA/b4RphTonj8g/s1600-h/LOUD_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 79px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362607109135650930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SmvOwOID0HI/AAAAAAAACSA/b4RphTonj8g/s400/LOUD_2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight is the night. Showdown time, peeps in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch me in Indie Bands and Junkyard Invaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of prizes are to be given out. Topshop, Topman, Adidas, GSC and whole lots more of vouchers, we know you love those, so come get them at LOUD tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8014551693864428112?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8014551693864428112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8014551693864428112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8014551693864428112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8014551693864428112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/tonight-loud-2009.html' title='Tonight, L.O.U.D 2009 !'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SmvOwOID0HI/AAAAAAAACSA/b4RphTonj8g/s72-c/LOUD_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-426677491312533779</id><published>2009-07-17T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:09:59.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.U.D ! 2009, peeps! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSeAsMZX5FE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSeAsMZX5FE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XFNUD3HhfUk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XFNUD3HhfUk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOUD! 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DATE: 26th of July 2009 ( Sunday )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIME: 5p.m.- 9p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Venue: Dream Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peeps of this generation! It's the time of the year when the awesome possum LOUD concert invades town again! Make sure you don't miss this awesome day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5pm-7pm: Indie bands, games, foosball table, lucky draws and lots more! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm-9pm: Junkyard Invaders, The Real Ink Crew, Project Gsus would be rocking the stage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta come and experience this life changing event yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't be shy to ask me anything bout LOUD cos i'd be more than willing to tell you everything bout it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a photo taking competition too, all you need to do is snap pictures during LOUD concert and put it in your blog. Grand prize is an Itouch. Ask me bout it. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be there &amp;amp; be SQUARED! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Out Ur Destiny...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-426677491312533779?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/426677491312533779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=426677491312533779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/426677491312533779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/426677491312533779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/loud-2009-peeps-d.html' title='L.O.U.D ! 2009, peeps! :D'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8342730116158782005</id><published>2009-07-09T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:34:45.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mario + Lego = Watch The Video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmWWfnKVbYY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hmWWfnKVbYY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8342730116158782005?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8342730116158782005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8342730116158782005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8342730116158782005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8342730116158782005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-mario-lego-watch-video.html' title='Super Mario + Lego = Watch The Video.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3815737800685817452</id><published>2009-07-05T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:11:20.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Walk, We Walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went for cheer. &amp;amp; i thought Blitzerz were awesome. They won, they deserved it. Other than that, it was plain boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a T-shirt that says Indie Band. Random much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate Mondays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After reading Sam's blog, I appreciate life more. I'm not ready to die yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-3815737800685817452?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3815737800685817452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3815737800685817452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3815737800685817452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3815737800685817452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-walk-we-walk.html' title='We Walk, We Walk.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1611957258647630055</id><published>2009-07-03T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:03:12.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Faith?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sk5GfPtmlpI/AAAAAAAACR4/lxsI7oOGADw/s1600-h/faith_rm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354294509597791890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sk5GfPtmlpI/AAAAAAAACR4/lxsI7oOGADw/s400/faith_rm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you have blind faith in something for which there is not a scrap of evidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, the answer is you can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you could prove it, it wouldn't be faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have faith in what you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's what faith is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Lomo camera would be awesome for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-We celebrated my brother's birthday and I'm a lil dizzy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I love my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; you. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is still a strong word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-John Mayer's awesome. So is Jason Mraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Everything's that revolving around me is sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Sara Leong is back from Aussie! :D Wifeyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Junkyard Invaders' gonna blast the stage on July 26th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I just need to sleep it thru tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My mommy's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-So are youu. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Kirsten's gonna teach me bout camera cos she's awesome too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-There's gotta be more to life, Sings Stacie Orrico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Life can be good and bad at the same time. It's just a matter how we look at life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-1611957258647630055?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1611957258647630055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1611957258647630055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1611957258647630055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1611957258647630055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/blind-faith.html' title='Blind Faith?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sk5GfPtmlpI/AAAAAAAACR4/lxsI7oOGADw/s72-c/faith_rm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8836335058411118747</id><published>2009-06-30T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:06:09.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Left, To The Left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353311950253030962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrI2w6vfjI/AAAAAAAACRo/uHkMcj_mwGA/s400/suit.jpg" /&gt;Suit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrI3FtRmZI/AAAAAAAACRw/I_tjY-THFYQ/s1600-h/tuxedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353311955833690514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrI3FtRmZI/AAAAAAAACRw/I_tjY-THFYQ/s400/tuxedo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... Or Tux? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Transformers 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Wild Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Bride Wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I think I might start Gossip Girl soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know lah I'm outdated, forgive me. Action movies haven't been a big hoo-haa to me lately, I've been digging more of the chick flicks and action movies had been quite sucky, sorry to say that.&lt;/span&gt; "Robots in the skies!" says huiying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mundane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I'm officially a self claimed big boy now, I passed my driving test after failing it last week! *jumps for joy* Julian from Dj school, my driving test kaki-lang took our test together. He's a whole lot of crap, good crap. Talking bout the steering wheel as the circle of life and how he's going to track the stupid JPJ officer who only wants rasuah so that he could burn his car. NenLin and GoeThong would be next, nightmare for both of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tedious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-NS candidates list was out and I didn't get chosen. Unlucky me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will.I.Am&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Report Card Day. Total waste of time. To the particular teacher, phycoughcoughsics teacher, just because I've asked you questions that you cannot answer and I didn't freaking sign up for the stupid college thing and I didn't want to go for it, doesn't mean that you've to give me a B for my sikap. You deserve a fail for your own attitude and I'm sure the whole school agrees with me bout it. Immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can't wait for my surprise from Andrew! From Nike office? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Is coming&lt;/em&gt;. freak freak freak to the beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My brother's birthday. What should I get him?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea: I don't know what to get for him lah, he has everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ivan: When someone don't know what to get for someone something, they'll say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;True? Cos I say it often too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And I'm here rotting at home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think I rock.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I need a pair of high cut Nikes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gahh my blog is stupid that's why everything is in the middle now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently digging : Echoes-Digitalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-8836335058411118747?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8836335058411118747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8836335058411118747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8836335058411118747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8836335058411118747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-left-to-left.html' title='To The Left, To The Left.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrI2w6vfjI/AAAAAAAACRo/uHkMcj_mwGA/s72-c/suit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9063482352934998796</id><published>2009-06-30T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:21:05.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Takes Two To Tango.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know what? This is gonna be another meaningless post. I should have a focus in life right now, even while blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrFHdFNAPI/AAAAAAAACRg/bQxBIEdTsfQ/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307838939463922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrFHdFNAPI/AAAAAAAACRg/bQxBIEdTsfQ/s400/DSC02693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A Flock Of Dumb Birds. Thirteen to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE7KVTRXI/AAAAAAAACRY/Z9xBnqrY8qc/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307627748279666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE7KVTRXI/AAAAAAAACRY/Z9xBnqrY8qc/s400/DSC02694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dead Mosquito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE7MlMH0I/AAAAAAAACRQ/MmvjPbRg6as/s1600-h/DSC02704.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307628351790914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE7MlMH0I/AAAAAAAACRQ/MmvjPbRg6as/s400/DSC02704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Spoilt Rubbish Throwing Area Thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE64BP29I/AAAAAAAACRI/OV_gTr7pNZI/s1600-h/DSC02688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307622832331730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE64BP29I/AAAAAAAACRI/OV_gTr7pNZI/s400/DSC02688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Humans Riding Their Bicycle While I Was Driving My Dad's Car Illegally when There Were At Least 30 Polices Surrounding The Area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE6nmNdRI/AAAAAAAACRA/2tW5Ultprcg/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307618423960850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrE6nmNdRI/AAAAAAAACRA/2tW5Ultprcg/s400/DSC02691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Crazy Workers Climbing On The Rooftop. Dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a more fruitful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrEeMpBAWI/AAAAAAAACQ4/Yd40foi7K4M/s1600-h/P6270009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9063482352934998796?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9063482352934998796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9063482352934998796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9063482352934998796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9063482352934998796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-takes-two-to-tango.html' title='It Takes Two To Tango.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SkrFHdFNAPI/AAAAAAAACRg/bQxBIEdTsfQ/s72-c/DSC02693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1511514940876438815</id><published>2009-06-27T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:24:01.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive(n) ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21 Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, "Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22 Jesus answered, "I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just 77 times, but 78, 79, 80... times even though your brother (or sister) sins against you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephy&lt;/strong&gt;, my super-duper-wooper awesome friend is back from YWAM! Six months not seeing her is long enough, thank God you're back. You're missed laah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I had family time. Which was pretty weird cos I don't normally have it anymore. It was alright spending time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm having a tummy ache because I drank orange juice out of the carton, and it's 4.15am now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I should be studying BK right now, a pass would be rewarding. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ms Oh-So-Sexy voice, rest more drink more. It's starting to pour now and the frog might start singing. Do you feel the facial hair growing? *sticks out tongue*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, is a strong word. So is &lt;strong&gt;FAITH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;asic &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nstructions &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;efore &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;eaving &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;arth&lt;/em&gt; said so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.&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/1769134929926039320-1511514940876438815?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1511514940876438815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1511514940876438815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1511514940876438815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1511514940876438815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/forgiven.html' title='Forgive(n) ?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8545382271158756687</id><published>2009-06-26T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:16:04.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who knew that I wouldn't handle this well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies lies deceit deceit whispering through my ears. Lots of them. Betrayal, you said. What's the point? Wouldn't you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had been terrible and I'm up early 6am typing this. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying, "forgive and forget" shouldn't even be said in this life and it should be made a taboo word cos it'll never happen. How can someone after forgiving, forget bout what one have done to them if it matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I appreciate my friends in life and I don't just say Screw It to a situation that matters so much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe someday you'll understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8545382271158756687?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8545382271158756687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8545382271158756687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8545382271158756687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8545382271158756687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-knew-that-i-wouldnt-handle-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1430969868421000793</id><published>2009-06-26T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:25:07.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KF3ywbng-xs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KF3ywbng-xs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Sports Day, best one ever. :D Proud to be a blue house member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye MJ and MJ's band. Went to Groove junction the other day to support Michael Joshua's, Repulse as it was their last gig cos they're going their own separate ways in life. Mike J, the best guitarist I've met. Michael Jackson, condolences to you. &amp;amp; the canteen uncle in my school, we didn't have a moment of silence for you. Thanks for selling the cantenn food to us even though it's overpriced now. Don't haunt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired and pretty uninspired with what's revolving around me now. Emo jazz tunes would suit my mood now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, the brother of mine is back from Korea for Summer holidays. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-1430969868421000793?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1430969868421000793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1430969868421000793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1430969868421000793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1430969868421000793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/classic.html' title='Classic.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9021108327416160937</id><published>2009-06-23T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:24:22.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwish Can Be My Sandwich.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lies, is all you've got and I'm not gonna quarell with who you're not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're wondering if this person's you, don't, cos you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9021108327416160937?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9021108327416160937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9021108327416160937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9021108327416160937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9021108327416160937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust-is-this-word-in-dictionary-i.html' title='Screwish Can Be My Sandwich.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4804802507262191193</id><published>2009-06-20T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:23:48.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjzeSFUrEzI/AAAAAAAACQw/ldzVf1-_Yvk/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349394859657204530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjzeSFUrEzI/AAAAAAAACQw/ldzVf1-_Yvk/s400/DSC02687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Transformers, More than meets the eye. Transformers, Robots in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Carrie's school early in the morning for her IU and carnival. I prayed for sun to come out and it did. But it was so hot that I was sweating like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metaphors-&lt;/strong&gt;oh-&lt;em&gt;Metaphors&lt;/em&gt;. You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I grow up, I wanna be rich. &amp;amp; buy all the shoes in the world, &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; I know I won't be satisfied ever. So what's the point? I think the thought of growing up is a pretty scary thing to think of when you're idle. Life, God, Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please pray for me as I'll be sitting for my driving test on Monday. Pretty freaked out about it but I believe that God will be there for me. No bribe please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4804802507262191193?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4804802507262191193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4804802507262191193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4804802507262191193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4804802507262191193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/like.html' title='Like.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjzeSFUrEzI/AAAAAAAACQw/ldzVf1-_Yvk/s72-c/DSC02687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8835137745262187776</id><published>2009-06-19T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:06:26.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What You See Is What You Get.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348974203374302482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtfsqjadRI/AAAAAAAACQA/PFAm0xaKrqA/s400/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere&lt;/em&gt;, not over the rainbow silly, when I was sitting by the roadside at the lorong of the corner of the world with two jakuns name Yujie and Sam Lim waiting for a stupid taxi for almost half an hour, this picture was taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtftP0U0GI/AAAAAAAACQY/-VJul3Ivxro/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348974213377347682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtftP0U0GI/AAAAAAAACQY/-VJul3Ivxro/s400/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I have tons of pictures of her in my phone because she takes my phone, and next thing you know my phone is filled with her camwhore pictures. She wants to do Edward Cullen's crooked smile. She scares me. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sjtfs0sNhnI/AAAAAAAACQQ/DSMEDyRS8jc/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348974206095558258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sjtfs0sNhnI/AAAAAAAACQQ/DSMEDyRS8jc/s400/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Will most probably be sitting for my driving test next Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348976114287517698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sjthb5QoIAI/AAAAAAAACQg/gppcT3tuDaA/s400/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I spent one whole day at borders reading this book but I'm still lazy. Tell me why? (David Archuleta sings)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348976116972157858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjthcDQse6I/AAAAAAAACQo/aaMFM21dkI0/s400/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One little, two little, three little and four little pigeons. The biggest bird in the gang is called Sam. The big black one cos Sam is black now. Getting ready to be rolled over by my mom's car. I'm such a sadist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sjtfswy6HBI/AAAAAAAACQI/E0FBxh4n6Do/s1600-h/DSC02642.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348974205049904146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sjtfswy6HBI/AAAAAAAACQI/E0FBxh4n6Do/s400/DSC02642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtfsXcrn8I/AAAAAAAACP4/W7caPlHqInA/s1600-h/DSC02685.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348974198245793730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtfsXcrn8I/AAAAAAAACP4/W7caPlHqInA/s400/DSC02685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Organiser of no-nonsense tuition. Go Uncle Chan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a random post. Time for Entourage Season 5! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8835137745262187776?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8835137745262187776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8835137745262187776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8835137745262187776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8835137745262187776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-see-is-what-you-get.html' title='What You See Is What You Get.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjtfsqjadRI/AAAAAAAACQA/PFAm0xaKrqA/s72-c/DSC02679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-514805632354407747</id><published>2009-06-17T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:52:56.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, You Can't Have It All, I Think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said, "Innocent Sh*tface." Random vulgar statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he said, "He likes her, &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; does she?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When? will he muster up every inch of his guts to go to her, I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There wouldn't be swine flu if we treat the pigs better!" says Jim Carrey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just watched MTV movie awards 2009, wasn't that great. Twilight won almost every awards, not surprising. Kristen Stewart wearing a high cut converse and Robert Pattinson pulling off with those nikes. I need to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.sometimes,ijustwantitall.you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-514805632354407747?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/514805632354407747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=514805632354407747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/514805632354407747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/514805632354407747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-you-cant-have-it-all-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1723264410701256605</id><published>2009-06-16T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:21:52.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flap-Doodle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjdmoOgISCI/AAAAAAAACPw/MUma9IpTHSo/s1600-h/twilight_book_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347855923799410722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjdmoOgISCI/AAAAAAAACPw/MUma9IpTHSo/s400/twilight_book_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't be wrong on what day is it today because I just checked at the bottom right column of the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was blahh. Got back almost all my test results. Pretty satisfied with it but I think I can do much better with more preparation and hard work of course. Was quite upset with my English and Physics marks though. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I came back from school and finished up my last 99 pages of Twilight and I'm finally done after 3 months of procrastinating to finish the book. The storybook's more interesting than the movie and i just watched New Moon's trailer. As all the girls said, Jacob is the hot one in the new movie. I remembered watching  Twilight with Carrie and Nick, all the girls were screaming their lungs out when Edward appeared. I'm guessing that all the girls would give their piercing shouts to Jacob in the next movie? Kudos to me for finishing the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gym Class Heroes' AWESOME. &lt;em&gt;"Take a look at my Girlfriend, She's the only one I've got..." &lt;/em&gt;gives me goosebumps when i watched their live gig. Awesome Possum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. musicplease? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1723264410701256605?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1723264410701256605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1723264410701256605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1723264410701256605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1723264410701256605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/flap-doodle.html' title='Flap-Doodle.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjdmoOgISCI/AAAAAAAACPw/MUma9IpTHSo/s72-c/twilight_book_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6263455211267055196</id><published>2009-06-11T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:37:26.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daughters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjR-PprWP2I/AAAAAAAACPo/cTakuUA6KjU/s1600-h/lifeless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347037464946425698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjR-PprWP2I/AAAAAAAACPo/cTakuUA6KjU/s400/lifeless1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My life had been like this, Life-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She puts the color inside of my world,&lt;br /&gt;but she's just like a maze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where all of the walls are continually changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've just wasted 2 weeks of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello school bye bye holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-6263455211267055196?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6263455211267055196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6263455211267055196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6263455211267055196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6263455211267055196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/daughters.html' title='Daughters.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SjR-PprWP2I/AAAAAAAACPo/cTakuUA6KjU/s72-c/lifeless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-791035159259381339</id><published>2009-06-07T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:14:45.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Kicks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiyXosuMIwI/AAAAAAAACPg/KKFxzst6L-c/s1600-h/ivan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344813583237391106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiyXosuMIwI/AAAAAAAACPg/KKFxzst6L-c/s400/ivan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; skipped class just for this picture. i quote, " Don't mess with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. " A 12year old kid is stuck in this man's body. Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you read this, know that you rock my socks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going out every single day just to avoid the loud "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bang boom pow" noises in my house. I'm out now in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rauf's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house to get my add maths project so that i can finish it soon. I've been staring at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot for the past week, just to get a reply from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last week has been pretty, um i can't find the word to describe it, there was a lot of dull moments when i just stare at the ceiling for like a few hours, holding my phone doing nothing. The thought of trials, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, getting good results kills me on the inside. I was just having a conversation with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Suetyun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and both us were talking bout our future, it's pretty scary i must say. I've got to constantly remind myself the verse that says, " Do not worry bout tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry bout itself. " There's also pretty exciting moments when I get to spend quality time with my friends knowing that God put 'em in my life for a reason. Life can be awesome and dull at the same time, to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much in life, when there's only a little that's happening. Maybe it's just the weather, or just me. Sometimes things are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; confusing- feelings, emotions, sun, rain, Volcano, Life. I want, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; answers in life, but those answers may not be the answers that i want. The thought of it is pretty scary even right now as I'm typing this, just because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pretty confused bout this thing called&lt;em&gt; life..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes no where if i keep on thinking about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;, it's eternal. I miss you and you're not here. Ask me and I'd say I don't know cos I don't have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; someone just passed away a week or so ago, i might not know you, but i want to thank you on behalf of Sam for blessing Sam with a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt; even though you didn't know who he was. Know that when we make good music for God, we'll remember you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What a big five lettered word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vanwasere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;towritefaithonmyback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-791035159259381339?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/791035159259381339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=791035159259381339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/791035159259381339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/791035159259381339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-for-kicks.html' title='Just For Kicks.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiyXosuMIwI/AAAAAAAACPg/KKFxzst6L-c/s72-c/ivan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5339925123681417165</id><published>2009-05-30T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:49:47.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the D.A.N.C.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341840200493082994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIHXC1KqXI/AAAAAAAACPQ/PT_kugfPKMg/s400/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Fav Picture During That Night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'd be coming online that often during this coming week cos of the renovation in this room and my dad just told me his computer is pretty screwed up now. Gives me a reason to go Andrew Paul's house more often to online, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every holidays, I'd be spending it with my friends everyday just to catch up with them, like Mangkuk Suetyun who's my holiday kaki-lang. Haven't seen her in ages man. And I really want to make the best out of this holidays, especially with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has a one day part time job to offer me? Or anyone wants to learn drums from me? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays for 2weeks is not enough. I need to party longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;random fact: I have bookophobia and examophobia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIHXURA_II/AAAAAAAACPY/VRXtJXb9YTA/s1600-h/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341840205173292162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIHXURA_II/AAAAAAAACPY/VRXtJXb9YTA/s400/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. &amp;amp;i'llbeback. terminatorstyle. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-5339925123681417165?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5339925123681417165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5339925123681417165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5339925123681417165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5339925123681417165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-dance.html' title='Do the D.A.N.C.E.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIHXC1KqXI/AAAAAAAACPQ/PT_kugfPKMg/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2508519639947281409</id><published>2009-05-30T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:50:27.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Jeans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIAX2wSAYI/AAAAAAAACPI/gtaATZYfK7o/s1600-h/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341832517849842050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIAX2wSAYI/AAAAAAAACPI/gtaATZYfK7o/s400/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet my skinny jeans, Skinny Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIAXumiZ_I/AAAAAAAACPA/Y7Pp8XaYnEI/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341832515661490162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIAXumiZ_I/AAAAAAAACPA/Y7Pp8XaYnEI/s400/DSC02622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Skinny Lim's name tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooo, the question is, "Is it a Rempit thing to pull off this jeans?" Hate me Love me, like how britney spears sings (i quite outsdated lah cos i just listened to the song on radio yesterday), I'm still gonna wear this pair of jeans. It was on offer PLUS the fitting isn't that tight compared to other skinny jeans that i've tried on. It's more of a slim jeans. I've worked hard for this pair of jeans man and my hard work paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next on shopping list: Red checkered shirt. You're shopping with me for it right, Sarah? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't seem to leave a space when i publish this post unless i space it in Edit Html, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/1769134929926039320-2508519639947281409?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2508519639947281409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2508519639947281409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2508519639947281409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2508519639947281409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/skinny-jeans.html' title='Skinny Jeans.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiIAX2wSAYI/AAAAAAAACPI/gtaATZYfK7o/s72-c/DSC02621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7333778314826933714</id><published>2009-05-30T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:57:12.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTjO231I/AAAAAAAACOw/VlbEm8br9R4/s1600-h/bep.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341813752192229202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTjO231I/AAAAAAAACOw/VlbEm8br9R4/s400/bep.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Song of the week for me: Boom Boom Pow. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've a huge secret crush on Fergie since I was young, and now it's not so secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTCqT55I/AAAAAAAACOY/MtvDVHCef1U/s1600-h/DSC02620.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341813743449008018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTCqT55I/AAAAAAAACOY/MtvDVHCef1U/s400/DSC02620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sat-ur-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up early in the morning to go for this extreme challenge by ClubEd at Sunway college with Yilin, Sam, XinHui and Sarah Lee. (: It wasn't that extreme except the fact we got to have stamina to run back and forth many times. All I can say, great exercise for the legs and I had some great time just spending the morning with my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Church was tiring for me because of not resting after the competition. The first thing when i saw ZhiWei at church, I told him, " I need to go shopping!" I realised that I don't have anymore nice clothes in my cupboard and i really wanted to get a pair of jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Cha Cha Pan Mee at Aman Suria after church for dinner. Tasty and resonable price. Planned to go to OU for Terminator Salvation and SHOPPING! :D Retail therapy for me after my exams is goooood for the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhiwei and I, tried a couple of jeans andd *Drum Rolls*, we got ourselves each a pair of Skinny Jeans. I guess the price is kinda reasonable so yeah we just bought it anyways. Will leave it for the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mosin for a drink and headed back to OU at 12ish for the movie. I don't fancy popcorns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341813748412163442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTVJnpXI/AAAAAAAACOo/mRP0w-c_1V4/s400/Terminator_Salvation_2009_2252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terminator Salvation, other than the action, the story line was kinda boring because I haven't watch the others. Fell asleep through the movie even though we were sitting at the very first row. I don't reckon you to watch this unless you've watched the rest of Terminator movies or you're up for some action with robotic and shooting sounds cos the movie has full of these stuff. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341813749847427954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTaf0C3I/AAAAAAAACOg/4nFR4VI0huk/s400/DSC02623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815567166223042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHw9MiYMsI/AAAAAAAACO4/ybprViS9if8/s400/DSC02624.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I have a new room mate. And she's big. My room's pretty messed up again cos i was transferring my drums for the guest room to my room. Gonna start renovation in the guest room on Monday so I won't be able to use this room for one week. This gives me a reason to study and get off the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7333778314826933714?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7333778314826933714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7333778314826933714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7333778314826933714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7333778314826933714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom Boom Pow!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SiHvTjO231I/AAAAAAAACOw/VlbEm8br9R4/s72-c/bep.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5423322810026247747</id><published>2009-05-29T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:14:10.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teacher's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recycled Beats Crew invaded Taman SEA's hall and we had a blast. The group consist of Sam, Peishan, Andrew, Sabrina, Melvin and myself. Why recycled beats crew? Just because.. ask me to find out lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I grow older, I finally understand why on earth we need a teacher. I know most people would not agree with on this about the need of a teacher. There's just some teacher that are like ughh, and I'm sure all of us have alot of em. But oh well, what to do. Just suck it in even if you feel like smacking them in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It had been the best teacher's day in my five years in Taman SEA. Pn Harminder actually cried when she thanked us &amp;amp; i reminded her that she showed us all her cl*avage on the very first lesson during form 3. Good ol' times. I'd definitely miss some teachers in Taman Sea. Mr Zol, we might pissed each other's butt off every single day but I know you love me lah. To the rest of the teachers that I've met through these 5 years, just wanna say thanks for everything and i appreciate every single thing that you all have taught me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures will be up when i receieve it from everyone. So to everyone who has Teacher's day pics please send it to me through msn. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our video will be up too when HuiYing&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(my biggest bum in life)&lt;/span&gt; uploads it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-5423322810026247747?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5423322810026247747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5423322810026247747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5423322810026247747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5423322810026247747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teacher&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8664217336588710435</id><published>2009-05-28T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T05:11:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56u9tEdeI/AAAAAAAACOI/SM9-5raLEWg/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340840834529280434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56cSgEwbI/AAAAAAAACNo/TLBWx-jWBDg/s400/DSC02613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fat is Phat. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I barely slept at school just now even though i was dang tired. Skipped class and went to the hall to past time. This week has been an awesome week. Tiring and awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had driving lessons and i drove all the way to KL i think? It was an hour drive from my house and that's the place I'm going to take my test. So faaar. Nenlin lah gave me this contact. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56ut3PgQI/AAAAAAAACN4/CdFEEHXQSt0/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340841151111856386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56ut3PgQI/AAAAAAAACN4/CdFEEHXQSt0/s400/DSC02616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Mercedes Kancil Benz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56ucAjyqI/AAAAAAAACNw/uT7QdD2u4YU/s1600-h/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340841146319096482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56ucAjyqI/AAAAAAAACNw/uT7QdD2u4YU/s400/DSC02615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The funny looking tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340842870174515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh58Sx3uAKI/AAAAAAAACOQ/dS9LhZL_dyE/s400/DSC02617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My ear keeps bleeding, keep keep bleeding blood. Infection from piercing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight, no its not the night that i'll for you. But BLOGGER BOY is on 8tv. Sam had been reminding me to watch it. Honestly, we're still talking bout Kami cos i think it's really a show that relates to the youth of this generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've no idea what blogger boy is about, just went to their website. The actor and actress are kinda... old? But i sure do hope it's an interesting show. Tonight 9.30pm on 8tv peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56cENyCWI/AAAAAAAACNY/6bjuJZMGwLs/s1600-h/budi_andrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340840830694459746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56cENyCWI/AAAAAAAACNY/6bjuJZMGwLs/s400/budi_andrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Blogger boy i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56bysoCtI/AAAAAAAACNQ/EYjehRa5UuU/s1600-h/budi_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340840825991989970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56bysoCtI/AAAAAAAACNQ/EYjehRa5UuU/s400/budi_kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ABU aka Nas T. One of my favourite m'sian actor. Really funny dude. When i saw this picture, the art behind caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56b4XuiiI/AAAAAAAACNI/Jmp_pSl_t5k/s1600-h/kid_nina.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340840827514948130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56b4XuiiI/AAAAAAAACNI/Jmp_pSl_t5k/s400/kid_nina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This girl, I'm just too lazy to go their website to find her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch it tonight to know more about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teacher's day tomorrow and me and a couple of friends are doing the first and last STOMP performance in school. We're not known as "Ivan and the stomp out loud" which was given by the prefects. Pretty lame name and it ain't original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recycle(d) Beats are us. Why? Just because I recycled beats to be used in this performance. Gonna bring the school down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere&amp;amp;keepingitoriginal.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8664217336588710435?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8664217336588710435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8664217336588710435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8664217336588710435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8664217336588710435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/hallelujah-d.html' title='Hallelujah. :D'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh56cSgEwbI/AAAAAAAACNo/TLBWx-jWBDg/s72-c/DSC02613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7149641348639279645</id><published>2009-05-27T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:44:39.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LikXiang's Surprise Party &amp; Champions League.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619066069136930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wvqm6tiI/AAAAAAAACMo/o5NCYGqfrog/s400/DSC02610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what you get as your handphone's wallpaper when it's not in your hands.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619074205374386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wwI6v17I/AAAAAAAACM4/Ix6ANX2Zbcs/s400/DSC02608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; I brought my Lego to school today to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was rather tiring cos WE were dancing our butt of before recess as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rehearsals&lt;/span&gt; was going on. Spent all day there. Melvin's phone got stolen, cut the whole long story short, didn't manage to find it back. So peeps, when you bring any valuable stuff to school, make sure you take good care of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Zol and I pissed each other off, as usual. Headed to Andrew's house with sam after school and we've got a new tune. :D We watched Paramore, our inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fell asleep in his house and i was so blur that my dad was outside waiting for me already for don't know how long. Wanted to sleep again but then i remembered about Lik Xiang's surprise BBQ party. Called Lemuel and went out again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With all the party hats, winnie the pooh, batman, smiley face etc. We surprised him(i guess). Had some great time just hanging out and talking and eating. I'm so getting fat man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wv92cI9I/AAAAAAAACMw/pNjlqwWtZSE/s1600-h/DSC02609.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619071234515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wv92cI9I/AAAAAAAACMw/pNjlqwWtZSE/s400/DSC02609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Victim no 1, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wvrIPXBI/AAAAAAAACMg/ksOqGKsr1uA/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619066208902162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wvrIPXBI/AAAAAAAACMg/ksOqGKsr1uA/s400/DSC02611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Victim no 2, also gone.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340619461577408306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2xGr_b_zI/AAAAAAAACNA/KmO0Oxp3eNE/s400/Barcelona_Man_Utd_CL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2am, went to Aman Suria's Kayu to watch this match with Zhiwei, Zhiyu, Jon, Gab, Joel, Vignesh, Likxiang and his cousin. Everyone hates me cos I was with Barca. I'm sorry lah, My hero Thierry Henry was inside so i just gotta support them. I'm still with Arsenal even though they're trophy-less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 5.42am and I'm going to school later, with my blue pillow. Time to sleep for half an hour and get zombie-fied when I go to school later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (: &amp;amp;i'mgonnamissyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7149641348639279645?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7149641348639279645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7149641348639279645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7149641348639279645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7149641348639279645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/likxiangs-surprise-party-champions.html' title='LikXiang&apos;s Surprise Party &amp; Champions League.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sh2wvqm6tiI/AAAAAAAACMo/o5NCYGqfrog/s72-c/DSC02610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1220215202470484503</id><published>2009-05-26T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:56:53.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MC, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShxkplL5UII/AAAAAAAACMY/YkD-rby9nV4/s1600-h/mc.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340253923673985154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShxkplL5UII/AAAAAAAACMY/YkD-rby9nV4/s400/mc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Since I'm up early in the morning cos I fell asleep really yesterday night, I've decided to blog. Was planning to do my one month due add maths tuition homework but got caught up with the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So anyone wants this letter? I typed and printed 7 of 'em so that my teacher won't call my parents today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Off to school, another day in the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coming up, RECYCLE BEATS. :D be excited. &amp;amp; don't skip teacher's day peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1220215202470484503?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1220215202470484503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1220215202470484503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1220215202470484503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1220215202470484503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/mc-anyone.html' title='MC, Anyone?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShxkplL5UII/AAAAAAAACMY/YkD-rby9nV4/s72-c/mc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5297104034210428701</id><published>2009-05-26T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:51:54.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340064071855286258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3-wDCp_I/AAAAAAAACMA/tCqvxzjdYlA/s400/DSC02605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Attack of the Lego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what's new?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340064068395123826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3-jKExHI/AAAAAAAACL4/R8hBfzcf8PI/s400/DSC02604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I cleaned up my room and it's super super clean now. Got a board from Ikea which i wanted for quite some time and now it's in front of my bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3_ajo1FI/AAAAAAAACMQ/vW-YY9Pj8PI/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340064083266294866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3_ajo1FI/AAAAAAAACMQ/vW-YY9Pj8PI/s400/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just finished a packet of Bytes in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3_FIb2cI/AAAAAAAACMI/8A_s4xxNbBA/s1600-h/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3-ZJYy5I/AAAAAAAACLw/dK2C-56ZkrA/s1600-h/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340064065707887506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3-ZJYy5I/AAAAAAAACLw/dK2C-56ZkrA/s400/DSC02606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I took out my lego to play cos i was too bored and imagined them as lil' Sarah Lee(s). :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I changed my blog skin cos i got bored of the black one, nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna exercise now, just because I'm fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-5297104034210428701?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5297104034210428701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5297104034210428701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5297104034210428701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5297104034210428701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity.html' title='Gravity.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shu3-wDCp_I/AAAAAAAACMA/tCqvxzjdYlA/s72-c/DSC02605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8734199064019645219</id><published>2009-05-23T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:39:17.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SarahLeeHuiYi. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shij-nMur2I/AAAAAAAACLY/YuHwmU2zTwg/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339197654317313890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shij-nMur2I/AAAAAAAACLY/YuHwmU2zTwg/s400/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who's she? Look at my friend list, find SarahLee(: and click on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Happy Birthday, Miss I-Cause-Volcano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just awesome, too awesome. Through this one and a half year that I've known her, she's the one that have been really picking me up when I'm down with encouragement and just being here for me whenever I need someone is the best gift from God. Even though it has been only a short period of time that i've known you, i know that there's still alot that He has plan for us in this journey. Sharing the good times in life together with you and the blessing of texting and being able to call you anytime got us really close together, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we've still a long journey ahead and I truely thank Him for putting you in my life. It wouldn't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna write much here cos I'd save it for another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures here because all the pictures are all over people's camera in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Is Lil' Miss Volcano fine under your good care? I love Romeo. Give me your toy poodle please and thankyou? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339197834914000210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShikJH-VbVI/AAAAAAAACLg/UoPb1n_qbhk/s400/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her ponytail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8734199064019645219?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8734199064019645219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8734199064019645219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8734199064019645219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8734199064019645219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/sarahleehuiyi.html' title='SarahLeeHuiYi. (:'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shij-nMur2I/AAAAAAAACLY/YuHwmU2zTwg/s72-c/DSC01728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8096682459063906906</id><published>2009-05-23T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:54:42.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 23rd Was, Is &amp; Is Going To Be An AWESOME Day. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWszu4_I/AAAAAAAACK4/0CCI0BAy00k/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWszu4_I/AAAAAAAACK4/0CCI0BAy00k/s400/DSC02601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339055131628332018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started off with morning. The alarm rang at 9.30 in the morning for 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; before i turned it off. Was really tired cos I played a round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt; after many many months. Don't get me wrong, I'm not starting that game again, just having a bonding session with bro and friends. Defeat was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;e word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, rushed to clean myself up, realised my hair looks really cool in the morning cos it's a natural mo-hawk. But decided to put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; wax to it to work against gravity on the hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Oh Gravity, is working against me. And gravity wants to bring me down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mayer&lt;/span&gt; sings. Ate breakfast and headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BeeYen's&lt;/span&gt; for add maths cos I wanted to rest my mind a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. It's kinda cool when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BeeYen's&lt;/span&gt; students in my class says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BeeYen's&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. It's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"William's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt; or something which has an identity of their own. Sat for a test, left question one and two blank cos I've no idea how to do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Saranya&lt;/span&gt; and Henna were there too so we kinda discussed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home after tuition to get ready for church. Was looking through my piles of clothes to see which shirts and pants i should wear. Bathed and put on my black checkered pants and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zildjian&lt;/span&gt; shirt. Felt under dressed though. :/ Before i headed out, Daddy said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Did you bring extra underwear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i checked my plastic bag to double check and told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; already put it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell group was alright, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Purdy&lt;/span&gt; led the group again. Headed down to the Main Sanctuary for briefing. Oh yeah, the extra pair of underwear was for my baptism. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shgims_cROI/AAAAAAAACLA/r8Wdugxh_s8/s1600-h/P3090033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shgims_cROI/AAAAAAAACLA/r8Wdugxh_s8/s400/P3090033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339055406555350242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shgim7D-uNI/AAAAAAAACLI/X9mvy2OaQ_M/s1600-h/P3090034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Shgim7D-uNI/AAAAAAAACLI/X9mvy2OaQ_M/s400/P3090034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339055410332481746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken from Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ong's&lt;/span&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering why this picture is here, it was during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;YBMEW&lt;/span&gt;, which stands for youth baptism membership encounter weekend. These are the only pictures in my computer that's related to the baptism of mine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT BAPTISED TODAY! The water was cold. What's baptism about? Why is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; or is it even purposeful to do this thing? The answer is yes, and it's stated in the Bible. To me, baptism means that I really want to live my life as a Christian and get serious with God. I come from a Christian family and normally would think that I'm a Christian since birth. It doesn't go that way. It doesn't mean that if your parents are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hristians&lt;/span&gt; and you're a christian too. They don't make the decision for you to be a Christian. It's your decision. And taking this road in life is not an easy road, instead it's gonna be harder. But i believe that my reward is in heaven and I'm in this world just for some time. It's nothing compared to eternal life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who supported me and congratulated me, THANK YOU. God is just so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWSIZTwI/AAAAAAAACKo/Zv64iI6c--k/s1600-h/DSC02599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWSIZTwI/AAAAAAAACKo/Zv64iI6c--k/s400/DSC02599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339055124467240706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A present from my E2 members. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH AND I REALLY APPRECIATE IT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWTWDwHI/AAAAAAAACKw/BFTPv-OxGEo/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWTWDwHI/AAAAAAAACKw/BFTPv-OxGEo/s400/DSC02600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339055124792983666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew Paul, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;baikku&lt;/span&gt; gave me this sticker and i was overjoyed man. Killer Gerbil? Singapore's graffiti artist. Been checking out his art for quite some time on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;streething&lt;/span&gt; and his website. He's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after church, my mommy and daddy fetched me and my friends called, Sam, Andrew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Huiying&lt;/span&gt; and Carrie to Sarah Lee's crib. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;vanwasere&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8096682459063906906?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8096682459063906906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8096682459063906906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8096682459063906906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8096682459063906906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-23rd-was-is-is-going-to-be-awesome.html' title='May 23rd Was, Is &amp; Is Going To Be An AWESOME Day. (:'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShgiWszu4_I/AAAAAAAACK4/0CCI0BAy00k/s72-c/DSC02601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-4867744440543480952</id><published>2009-05-20T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:11:51.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marabahaya! Satu Kertas Lagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTumgZ1LSI/AAAAAAAACKg/G91astd4y6Y/s1600-h/physics122.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338153803641597218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTumgZ1LSI/AAAAAAAACKg/G91astd4y6Y/s400/physics122.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more, just one more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been a crazy three weeks. I've never looked forward for a day so much than tomorrow, seriously. And tomorrow is the killer paper. Paper 1 made me lose all my self esteem already. But but, tomorrow's the day to look for! Plus it's all gonna end before recess! There goes my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338152671575494882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTtknIPUOI/AAAAAAAACKY/naIx_cd6m9U/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;If you all don't know who's this leng zai up here, he won american idol just now. We had people telling us who won in school during recess. But I still like Jason Castro laaah. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to one of my favourite Malaysian band, Pop Shuvit. They're awesome. Make us Malaysians proud. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTtO8y7m1I/AAAAAAAACKI/qzoFCvyqtdQ/s1600-h/pop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338152299434580818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTtO8y7m1I/AAAAAAAACKI/qzoFCvyqtdQ/s400/pop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I just cant wait to shout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338152301756122322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTtPFcbhNI/AAAAAAAACKQ/XtfJq200ahk/s400/yay-773135_jpg.gif" border="0" /&gt;tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-4867744440543480952?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4867744440543480952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=4867744440543480952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4867744440543480952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/4867744440543480952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/marabahaya-satu-kertas-lagi.html' title='Marabahaya! Satu Kertas Lagi!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShTumgZ1LSI/AAAAAAAACKg/G91astd4y6Y/s72-c/physics122.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9103187686763003471</id><published>2009-05-17T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:55:49.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShEE_cwuAMI/AAAAAAAACKA/I8Nwzp4d78g/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337052521509552322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShEE_cwuAMI/AAAAAAAACKA/I8Nwzp4d78g/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dumb or Stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, I'm feeling both now cos of mid terms. Nothing to regret though, but to learn from it. I can't even  finish doing my physics paper one. Four more days till I'm free from this feeling, just for awhile till the next one hits me again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9103187686763003471?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9103187686763003471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9103187686763003471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9103187686763003471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9103187686763003471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/dumb-or-stupid-honestly-im-feeling-both.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ShEE_cwuAMI/AAAAAAAACKA/I8Nwzp4d78g/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-966533287436283401</id><published>2009-05-14T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:16:29.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One More Week, One More I Repeat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz24Lx6XVI/AAAAAAAACJg/FGLtLKLSFYQ/s1600-h/440px-Lizard_bio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335911103622438226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz24Lx6XVI/AAAAAAAACJg/FGLtLKLSFYQ/s400/440px-Lizard_bio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I googled "BIO" and this came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like spiderman. Been the superhero that I really like since i was a kid. Although he don't have many powers other than his spidey web, I still like him. Red and Blue goes well together, I just realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, jus sat my Bio paper and i only know how to do like half the paper. Pn Cheung ahh.. Next week will be my worse nightmare which is Chemistry, so i'm gonna start nerding on it. One more week, it's just mid-terms i keep on telling myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, one more week of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912616952591730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz4QRX79XI/AAAAAAAACJw/7H2d42KWNEY/s400/nerd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I'd still be...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335912612640624594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz4QBT4j9I/AAAAAAAACJo/2OPMmCvrNyM/s400/nerd_fly_or_die_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ... just a lil cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Lee's birthday party is coming soon. (: and i just saw Zhiyu outside of my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335914082198065938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz5lj1rkxI/AAAAAAAACJ4/JjjiC3rCvGU/s400/justice_dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By JUSTICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-966533287436283401?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/966533287436283401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=966533287436283401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/966533287436283401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/966533287436283401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-one-more-week-one-more-i-repeat.html' title='Just One More Week, One More I Repeat.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgz24Lx6XVI/AAAAAAAACJg/FGLtLKLSFYQ/s72-c/440px-Lizard_bio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-336853465621998395</id><published>2009-05-11T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:25:04.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>um ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgffDCyp2CI/AAAAAAAACJY/X_z2Kttclv0/s1600-h/DSC02577.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477527025571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgffDCyp2CI/AAAAAAAACJY/X_z2Kttclv0/s400/DSC02577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My Bible's cover since I was standard 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sejarah is History! So glad that it's over and for whatever results i get i'll still thank God even though i know only like half the paper. :/ 8 more days of test to go and i'm a free man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since i'm not having any test tomorrow, i've decided to clean my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgfetEQAVGI/AAAAAAAACJI/9-6IwzhpO_E/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477149459993698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgfetEQAVGI/AAAAAAAACJI/9-6IwzhpO_E/s400/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477316380798258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgfe2yFBrTI/AAAAAAAACJQ/dZGBM1oleI8/s400/DSC02581.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And after one hour of cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgfeszeP30I/AAAAAAAACI4/jkkrr5Q2y9M/s1600-h/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477144956329794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgfeszeP30I/AAAAAAAACI4/jkkrr5Q2y9M/s400/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My bed was in the toilet since there was no space to put it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgfesn3uc6I/AAAAAAAACIw/BsyZdvLD9P0/s1600-h/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477141841965986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgfesn3uc6I/AAAAAAAACIw/BsyZdvLD9P0/s400/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Tadaa! Clean-er room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah i've have an intesresting room, full of adventures. it's always messy and when i feel like cleaning then i'd only clean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ask me when was the last time i cleaned my room before this. It was filled with dust and lots of books all over that i didn't even have space to walk. Even found a dead rat with a cockroach in it's mouth. KIDDING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgfess1rMbI/AAAAAAAACIo/t9If-DLKp2E/s1600-h/DSC02589.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334477143175541170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sgfess1rMbI/AAAAAAAACIo/t9If-DLKp2E/s400/DSC02589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Can't take a picture of myself cos i haven't put anything on my hair for one whole week except when i went to church the other day and it's really in bad shape now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For now, physics tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do continue to keep me in your prayers, would really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. nosmileysyetcosexamsarenotdone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-336853465621998395?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/336853465621998395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=336853465621998395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/336853465621998395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/336853465621998395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/um.html' title='um ?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SgffDCyp2CI/AAAAAAAACJY/X_z2Kttclv0/s72-c/DSC02577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3804926593256960871</id><published>2009-05-10T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:41:26.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You, Mom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really don't know what to say to my mom, words can't express this feeling of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the greatest mom in the whole universe that i could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;I know my life wouldn't be complete you, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Al I can say is " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me and making my life complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thank you Lord for giving me, my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere.andloveshismomwithallhisheart. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-3804926593256960871?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3804926593256960871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3804926593256960871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3804926593256960871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3804926593256960871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-mom.html' title='I Love You, Mom.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3256736880424803139</id><published>2009-05-08T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:53:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not looking forward for another exam paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-3256736880424803139?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3256736880424803139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3256736880424803139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3256736880424803139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3256736880424803139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-not-looking-forward-for-another.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3843241814266939218</id><published>2009-05-04T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:10:06.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye + Van = Ivan !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sf71AB_tSmI/AAAAAAAACIg/5fnDiirmTNw/s1600-h/bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968389737695842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sf71AB_tSmI/AAAAAAAACIg/5fnDiirmTNw/s400/bros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I miss my kor kor, alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't wait for you to come back on June 22nd. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And gahh detest exams. Like Henna said, " I hope i could die for one month and wake up after that. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I should take it as a stepping stone, and not a stumbling block, cos i know i wouldnt grow or become smarter if there weren't exams in this world. So, thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just have to go through and not give up because of sejarah. Detest detest. Everyone should stop studying sejarah now to make me feel better. Kinda gave up on it but will try to continue to cramp everything in my head in one day. God help me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even through all these not-so-fun stuff happening in my life, there's still God giving me His Word everyday and I truly thank God for Him for assuring His grace and love for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really really need prayers through these 3 weeks as my exams start on Wednesday. Thanks! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*vanwasere.&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/1769134929926039320-3843241814266939218?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3843241814266939218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3843241814266939218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3843241814266939218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3843241814266939218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/eye-van-ivan.html' title='Eye + Van = Ivan !'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sf71AB_tSmI/AAAAAAAACIg/5fnDiirmTNw/s72-c/bros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-5604226844569603641</id><published>2009-04-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:58:20.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Castro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/erjF2uxYcbo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/erjF2uxYcbo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrT90EgrnTc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrT90EgrnTc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God, I am second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch more "I Am Second" clips. It might just change your life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-5604226844569603641?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5604226844569603641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=5604226844569603641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5604226844569603641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/5604226844569603641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/jason-castro.html' title='Jason Castro.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-243622689943750488</id><published>2009-04-28T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:51:02.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Despair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(66,124,166); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://links.purposedriven.com/u.d?Z4Gt6XQMsYyr6kW1aP=83" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Margin Comes From Managing Your Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Rick Warren&lt;br /&gt;In our Devotionals series, Pastor Rick Warren discusses the Bible passages that inspire him the most. Today's Devotional is based on this passage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Then Jesus said, 'Let's get away from the crowds for a while and rest.' There were so many people coming and going that Jesus and His apostles didn't even have time to eat" (Mark 6:31 NLT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus experienced enormous stress and pressure, yet it didn't seem to disturb His peace of mind. In spite of opposition, constant demands, and little privacy, His life reflected a calm sense of balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What was His secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Identification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Know who you are (John 8:12). Eighteen times Jesus publicly defined Himself. There was no doubt in His mind as to who He was. If you are unsure of your identity, you'll allow others to pressure you into their molds. Trying to be someone you're not causes stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dedication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Know who you want to please (John 5:30). You can't please everyone. Even God can't! Just about the time you get "Crowd A" happy, "Crowd B" will be upset with you. Jesus never let the fear of rejection manipulate Him. No one can pressure you without your permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Organization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Set clear goals (John 8:14). Jesus said, "I know where I came from and where I am going." Preparation prevents pressure but procrastination produces it. You work by either priorities or pressures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Concentration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Focus on one thing at a time (Luke 4:42-44). You can't chase two rabbits at the same time! Jesus knew how to handle interruptions without being distracted from His primary goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Delegation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't try to do everything yourself (Mark 3:14). We get tense when we feel it all depends on us. Jesus enlisted twelve disciples. Don't allow the fear that others may not do as good a job as you, or that they may do a better job than you, to keep you from asking for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meditation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Make a habit of prayer (Mark 1:35). No matter how busy Jesus got, He found time to get alone to pray every day. A daily quiet time is a great stress decompression chamber. Use this time to talk to God about your pressures and problems, evaluate your priorities, and discover the rules for successful living by reading the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Relaxation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Take time to enjoy life (Mark 6:30-31). Balance is the key to stress management. Work must be balanced with fun and worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I claim all of this words so that i can live my life well. Amen! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 11:28-30&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-243622689943750488?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/243622689943750488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=243622689943750488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/243622689943750488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/243622689943750488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-despair.html' title='This Despair?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7607842235210320572</id><published>2009-04-24T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:51:56.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only God Can Save Me, Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really stressed out by exams as this is the first time I've not done preparations compared to my form 4 tests. Guess I've gotta learn it the hard way. Sighs. Let this be a lesson learnt for me. Do pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mark 8:36 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To God, I cant do this on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7607842235210320572?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7607842235210320572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7607842235210320572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7607842235210320572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7607842235210320572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-god-can-save-me-again.html' title='Only God Can Save Me, Again.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8818842740893559325</id><published>2009-04-21T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:16:00.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kematian Seekor Burung Gagak. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8AgaMbOi7oY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8AgaMbOi7oY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, watch watch watch! We had our interclass malay drama competition last friday and credits to Hadi for making this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van: " Aku politician tau? YEAAAAH! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8818842740893559325?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8818842740893559325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8818842740893559325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8818842740893559325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8818842740893559325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/kematian-seekor-burung-gagak-d.html' title='Kematian Seekor Burung Gagak. :D'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-2828605705457132607</id><published>2009-04-14T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:23:40.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Killed Someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeRaJUl2rHI/AAAAAAAACHo/0aRGBiL1r30/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324479775651572850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeRaJUl2rHI/AAAAAAAACHo/0aRGBiL1r30/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt; TUESDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was just now, when i was driving, my very first lesson with Mr Ng. So he was instructing me, well he wasn't that nice lah but oh well i've gotta bare with him for another 10hours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways that not the point. There were 2 pigeons at one point and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I KILLED A FREAKING PIGEON&lt;/span&gt;. I named it Bobby cos it's a stupid bird. I was driving slow, so i thought the bird would fly away. But noooo i was wrong the bird stood there and i rolled over it. Mr Ng, " see you drive so fast now u kill the little bird already. " I was like *dots* I drove like bout 20km/h only i think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i got back i picked up my phone and called Sarah Lee cos i had this conversation with her bout pigeons not having ears. It was a random fact that i told her quite some time ago and i guess it's proven now. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bout half an hour after i got back from driving, Sam called, " Huiying's mom coming to pick you up from your house in 20mins time. " Lol this jakun didnt even tell me before hand. But it was worth it cos Huiying's parents brought us out for dinner at a restaurant near Sam's house and he was like telling us bout how thankful he is to God when there's good food. Went for chem at night in Pn Lee's house. Guess i'm only gonna join after mid terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got home, told my parents bout the whole pigeon thing, they told me to repent. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;EDIT EDIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854946434615218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeWvXIq3h7I/AAAAAAAACH4/LlHM5gzxxU0/s400/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Skipped school for a last minute thing called Bola baling. The objective of the game: use your hands to score a goal. It's a rough game lah cos everyone kinda push and pull and fight and take out parangs all just to score a goal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324857175693272082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeWxY5TjJBI/AAAAAAAACIQ/-ces7F5SmX0/s400/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324857167818292146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeWxYb-Ae7I/AAAAAAAACII/J74-pj__n1w/s400/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324857168836168050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeWxYfwsCXI/AAAAAAAACIA/x-4SjxuWfls/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are the cuts i got on Good Friday after bola baling training. We played in mud and every single one of us were covered with mud from head to toe. It was really fun. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Mommy, " Why play until like that one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Me, " Cos I'm a boy. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854945741935362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeWvXGFuEwI/AAAAAAAACHw/0VOsvxK2qTw/s400/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got sunburnt. My skin colour is not really proportional now cos my body's like super fair. ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got up from my sleep after a tiring day. I didnt even get into the court cos the form 4's were playing and Sam, Amarul, Woon, Charapa and I were the cheerleaders. Even told em to bring pom poms tomorrow so that our school team will win, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I need to start studying. Dang it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-2828605705457132607?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2828605705457132607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=2828605705457132607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2828605705457132607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/2828605705457132607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-killed-someone.html' title='I Killed Someone.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SeRaJUl2rHI/AAAAAAAACHo/0aRGBiL1r30/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1324440330236315892</id><published>2009-04-07T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:30:13.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Of The Geeks &amp; Paramore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdthQ7roZ4I/AAAAAAAACHg/5hu3e7KTHj0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321954328194869122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdthQ7roZ4I/AAAAAAAACHg/5hu3e7KTHj0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can do this equation in 90 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's Tuesday and I went to school, just for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why? Cos I went to sunway college for the " Battle Of The Geeks", in my words of course. It's sunway college a level maths and logic competition 2009. I was kinda chosen to represent the school with 3 other peeps, Ivory who's my teammate and Renesh together with Danielle. Guess we're the geeks of the school? I'm the not so smart one compared to them and teacher chose me cos i don't know why and I was quite flattered laah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did i do for the thingy? I failed miserably i guess? There was 2 rounds and for the first round i only answered 5 questions out of 25 and it was objective questions. You get 2 marks for each correct answer and a deduction of 1 mark if answered wrong. Then it was time for round 2 and i was teamed up with Ivory. We did pretty, okay? It was definitely a challenge against time cos we only have like 90 secs - 120 secs depending on the questions to answer it. We got like 3 right answers out of 15. Congrats to Catholic high school who got champion and a full scholarship in A level. Oh oh! It was proven today that more guys are better, in terms of maths. There were 18prizes given out to the the top 18 scorers due to the ties among few contestants and out of 18 peeps only one of em is a girl. The worse thing bout this competition, it wasn't the anxiety i was feeling cos i know i'm like the odd one out compared to the rest, but it was the coldness of the hall. Freaking cold that I wanted to pee everytime i go in. Gee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures is all in the Samsung Omnia and I don't have the cable so I can't upload it. Fell asleep right when i stepped into Pn Teh's car. Only woke up when Danielle nudged me cos we've already reached school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm A Geek Inside, But A Cool Guy On The Outside. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864250372347154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVtpLVRI/AAAAAAAACHI/zJqm30MrjCQ/s400/e0042016_474a2fc8b64eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who are these people who calls themselves " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Secret Lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was eager to head home, no not to study, but to watch Paramore's live concert, The Final Riot! Andrew gave me in the morning cos he said The Intro my band made(huh what band? not telling you all. :p ) sounds similar to it. It doesn't sound like it at all lah. I'm really into their music, their kinda similar to Anberlin to me, maybe cos both drummers use TRUTH drums which sounds really really dope! Their music has alot of meaning in it and i was just reading Wikipedia on how they named their album and how they got their name. Paramore which means Secret Lover in Latin i think? And their music is definitely for the Almighty God that I worship too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPfHMztaI/AAAAAAAACHY/ZrFeG9YfvaM/s1600-h/1zac.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864411851503010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPfHMztaI/AAAAAAAACHY/ZrFeG9YfvaM/s400/1zac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Zac Farro&lt;/span&gt;, with Truth drums and Meinl cymbals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864249082292306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVo1mqFI/AAAAAAAACHA/tuyTF_xHU68/s400/paramore1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The hottest rocker chick ever, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hayley Williams&lt;/span&gt;. My band is currently looking for a Hayley Williams with great attitude and show(wo)manship like her of course. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVmB5GsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/eJlSwptAYbY/s1600-h/shoes.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864248328526530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVmB5GsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/eJlSwptAYbY/s400/shoes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I was googling pictures and i found this pair of awesome Vans kicks. Some guy made a custom for it and I would definitely want to own one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVOcZ7eI/AAAAAAAACG4/zoQcS3iyXFQ/s1600-h/lglp1194%2Bparamores-riot-album-cover-artwork-paramore-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321864241997278690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdsPVOcZ7eI/AAAAAAAACG4/zoQcS3iyXFQ/s400/lglp1194%2Bparamores-riot-album-cover-artwork-paramore-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently listening to-Paramore RIOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So how do you mix Paramore with Mutemath, with a little blend of Anberlin and top it off with some of our own tunes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just had to put this video on cos it's so awesome and i think it's Zac Farro doing a really funny dance, i've watched it at least 10times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCwvc5Pz0do&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCwvc5Pz0do&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRb8h0fa4Go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRb8h0fa4Go&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the few of us monkeys tried to do this in school today, the Jeremy Davis pressure flip. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i'm gonna use small fonts from now on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&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/1769134929926039320-1324440330236315892?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1324440330236315892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1324440330236315892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1324440330236315892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1324440330236315892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/battle-of-geeks-paramore.html' title='Battle Of The Geeks &amp; Paramore!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdthQ7roZ4I/AAAAAAAACHg/5hu3e7KTHj0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9131685762701281963</id><published>2009-04-03T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:12:05.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Dynamites! This Is So Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407527739313634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidS83TeI/AAAAAAAACGA/Pbz2fsHMXsk/s400/DSC02491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HELLO MY NAME IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;IVAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, AND I GO TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY TILL FRIDAY AND SOMETIMES ON SATURDAY TOO COS I'M SUPPOSED TO AND I DON'T THINK I'VE GOT ANY OTHER CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320409284756189682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXkDkWVMfI/AAAAAAAACGg/Ik7MGx-vMj8/s400/00021745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Came back from school today, rushed my add maths work cos tuition was in bout an hour time. Went to tuition all sleepy but was excited cos I was getting my episode 17 of 90210 from Andrew Paul after tuition. Went into his house as if it was my house and said hi to his mom then only his mom realised that i was i in the house. Funny much. Headed home and went straight to the computer and watched this episode. We've been waiting for it for almost a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this episode, Silver had gone crazy cos of this crazy thing called *jeng jeng jeng* LOVE. I don't wanna spoil the episode for people who havent watch it too so yeah watch it to know what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320409280610104850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXkDU509hI/AAAAAAAACGY/XWvUZlN4LPI/s400/90210-jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Boo, Silver is pretty okaaaaay? Gold, okay okay only lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and everytime i go to Celine's blog, it's always bout Gossip girl. LOL, know why i don't watch it? Cos the actresses are old. at least 90210 got younger chicks like silver. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407510903035954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXicUOyGDI/AAAAAAAACFw/jspKGVAL0oE/s400/DSC02489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Didn't really study much this week due to phototaking session for 2 days. This was Wednesday, when i was in class when everyone were in the library after staying in the hall all day long. Ivan says, " Rotten students, SMILE!" then these few monkeys gave me really big smiles. haha.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXieAPt3oI/AAAAAAAACGQ/RwquZiNsdAI/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407539897982594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXieAPt3oI/AAAAAAAACGQ/RwquZiNsdAI/s400/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guitar hero on Andrew's Nintendo DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidugewRI/AAAAAAAACGI/vjeUAso3Jzs/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407535136456978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidugewRI/AAAAAAAACGI/vjeUAso3Jzs/s400/DSC02398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woots te 10k drums, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidDe_lmI/AAAAAAAACF4/5Wq35E5j5LQ/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407523587495522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidDe_lmI/AAAAAAAACF4/5Wq35E5j5LQ/s400/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And currently, I'm using this phone, Samsung Omnia. It's Andrew's. :p My dad wants it that's why its with me, I didn't steal it don't worry.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320409284610232754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXkDjziEbI/AAAAAAAACGo/k4iV8ph6EFQ/s400/PICA.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And yes, these pictures had been on my desktop for a very long time. Remember those days when we play Playstation 1? Oh yes, Nike HAD made a pair of Air Force 1's and now they're making it again. Kids like us shouldn't even think bout these babies home cos it costs at least a grand.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320409290249230402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXkD4z-WEI/AAAAAAAACGw/CSGzMtHEuWw/s400/PICA.tmp.jpg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sexy laaah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think I'll be blogging anytime soon, i hope? cos of exams. Do keep me in your prayers cos I really need it. Amen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kaythanksbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9131685762701281963?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9131685762701281963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9131685762701281963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9131685762701281963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9131685762701281963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-my-name-is-ivan-and-i-go-to.html' title='Boom Boom Dynamites! This Is So Random.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdXidS83TeI/AAAAAAAACGA/Pbz2fsHMXsk/s72-c/DSC02491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3545759403064368003</id><published>2009-03-31T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:15:29.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Premier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKC6Ps5xI/AAAAAAAACFo/_6FHVjIFXsc/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319254769482050242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKB7zHqsI/AAAAAAAACFI/VgKMI6bun1k/s400/DSC02488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was on 31st of May that I've brought you home from Harmony I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;And I truely thank God for you cos if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to express myself so much and trying to get myself better to praise God with this talent that He has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKCYtQh8I/AAAAAAAACFY/T8-DK6QfUuY/s1600-h/DSC02440.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319254777242093506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKCYtQh8I/AAAAAAAACFY/T8-DK6QfUuY/s400/DSC02440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Let the drummer kick,Let the drummer kick that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKCZ8CrXI/AAAAAAAACFQ/X_x5I4MSylY/s1600-h/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319254777572535666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKCZ8CrXI/AAAAAAAACFQ/X_x5I4MSylY/s400/DSC02441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those awesome cymbals, not mine. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for not being able to buy extra "dresses and accecories" to make you look pretty. You may not be the prettiest drums on earth, but you still look pretty to me at least. Continue to make beautiful music for me and the world to listen, someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;YOU ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 2 years anni! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfWaGJdkSIo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfWaGJdkSIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-3545759403064368003?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3545759403064368003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3545759403064368003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3545759403064368003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3545759403064368003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-premier.html' title='Happy Birthday, Premier!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SdHKB7zHqsI/AAAAAAAACFI/VgKMI6bun1k/s72-c/DSC02488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1260623694783149086</id><published>2009-03-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:47:24.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L License</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvV11sNAI/AAAAAAAACFA/YoWtVxlN_8s/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888418526278658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvV11sNAI/AAAAAAAACFA/YoWtVxlN_8s/s400/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I camwhore when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvVun4ioI/AAAAAAAACE4/DhWG0eJyPv0/s1600-h/DSC02451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888416589318786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvVun4ioI/AAAAAAAACE4/DhWG0eJyPv0/s400/DSC02451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided to skip school for the stupid boring bengkel. Went to my piggy bank and took out this amount of money. Yes, i pay it by myself cos i wanna drive soon lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvVehoWjI/AAAAAAAACEw/vW3kg0vVbqA/s1600-h/DSC02452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888412268124722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvVehoWjI/AAAAAAAACEw/vW3kg0vVbqA/s400/DSC02452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BORING bengkel class that kills you cos it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczuy47Pi-I/AAAAAAAACEo/Mfrmp5c05xk/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887818059451362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczuy47Pi-I/AAAAAAAACEo/Mfrmp5c05xk/s400/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only book i brought was my devotion book cos i was having my breakfast then my driving instructor called me. So this was the only book i managed to grab. When i turned to this page i think bout my hot friend, Sarah Lee. Don't drink too much kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczuyo68l_I/AAAAAAAACEg/aIbqEB-2ulU/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887813763241970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczuyo68l_I/AAAAAAAACEg/aIbqEB-2ulU/s400/DSC02456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had Roti Canai for breakie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczuyQq9bfI/AAAAAAAACEY/tgnm7C13izw/s1600-h/DSC02459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887807253736946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczuyQq9bfI/AAAAAAAACEY/tgnm7C13izw/s400/DSC02459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gangster looking punya IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczux2j6AYI/AAAAAAAACEQ/A195HGWxs3Y/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887800244830594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczux2j6AYI/AAAAAAAACEQ/A195HGWxs3Y/s400/DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch that costs rm4.80 cos i added an egg and it wasn't delicious and it costs me one buck for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczuxSEB03I/AAAAAAAACEI/F24WX6Zd8Zg/s1600-h/DSC02462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317887790447448946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczuxSEB03I/AAAAAAAACEI/F24WX6Zd8Zg/s400/DSC02462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emo punya weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScztzZUpRBI/AAAAAAAACEA/J6posn1iCdk/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317886727244301330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScztzZUpRBI/AAAAAAAACEA/J6posn1iCdk/s400/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guy doing his thang, explainin how to park and 3 point turn and the slope which scare me cos i don't know if i can do it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczty9UrrLI/AAAAAAAACD4/wb0D-_U2j1g/s1600-h/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317886719728266418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczty9UrrLI/AAAAAAAACD4/wb0D-_U2j1g/s400/DSC02466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back to the class cos it rained. So basically, i kinda stayed in the class bout 5 hours. It was THREATENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczty0N6HPI/AAAAAAAACDw/-OJoMBW4t1s/s1600-h/DSC02468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317886717283933426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sczty0N6HPI/AAAAAAAACDw/-OJoMBW4t1s/s400/DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found junk in my house called NINI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScztygSbjzI/AAAAAAAACDo/FvVAfUauyLU/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317886711934193458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScztygSbjzI/AAAAAAAACDo/FvVAfUauyLU/s400/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we all know this earth hour programme is being held tomorrow all over the world. Malysians, celebrate just about anything lah. Pretty good and bad too. It's about bringing awareness to the world on how important is saving electricity and by turning off our lights for one hour will probably, yes probably make a change in our habit of wasting electricity. I'm in the computer room and the lights and fans in my room are all switched on. wooops. During that one hour, go to the park and have fun with your friends and family yeah? That's what my apartment is doing tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was suppose to do my BK test at home cos i missed it last week but was kinda distracted by the computer. Guess I'll only be doing it when i get back from PD. Sorry teacher! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be heading to Port Dickson tomorrow and I'll be seeing &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1260623694783149086?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1260623694783149086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1260623694783149086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1260623694783149086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1260623694783149086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/l-license.html' title='L License'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczvV11sNAI/AAAAAAAACFA/YoWtVxlN_8s/s72-c/DSC02457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-482411184632785852</id><published>2009-03-27T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:09:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's a Historical Day.</title><content type='html'>SAMUEL LIM, made history today. Have you ever wondered why is it called history? Cos it was, is and is going to be his story. He finally got his guitar after 3 freaking years. Sam, Andrew, Melvin and myself headed to Bentley after school to get his guitar. And yes, we're jakuns. Taking pictures, acting just like 5years old kids and talking bout male chickens its what we're born to do. I don't have any pictures with me cos it's all with Sam but... I just have to blog bout this cos we wanted him to get a guitar more than he wanted to get it for himself, that's what he told his mom. (: Likee finally, thank you God for finally letting him make up his indecisive mind and we know that he has made the decision. Amen. We were witnesses to this historical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317837197892078866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczAwaG3TRI/AAAAAAAACDg/pB375EVEC8k/s400/rock%2520stars%2520wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I am a Rockstar, I've got my rock moves. But I need &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-482411184632785852?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/482411184632785852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=482411184632785852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/482411184632785852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/482411184632785852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-historical-day.html' title='Today&apos;s a Historical Day.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SczAwaG3TRI/AAAAAAAACDg/pB375EVEC8k/s72-c/rock%2520stars%2520wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6290897744343363148</id><published>2009-03-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:36:25.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Band I Never Had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Scju47LRcsI/AAAAAAAACDY/jFWrEz3Gvxk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316762021835928258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Scju47LRcsI/AAAAAAAACDY/jFWrEz3Gvxk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ... &amp;amp; I'll be the drummer rocking on the stage with the band, pouring out our passion to make awesome music, someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6290897744343363148?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6290897744343363148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6290897744343363148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6290897744343363148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6290897744343363148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/band-i-never-had.html' title='The Band I Never Had.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Scju47LRcsI/AAAAAAAACDY/jFWrEz3Gvxk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7264527594325928551</id><published>2009-03-23T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:25:46.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huiying's So Gay That She Turned Into A GIRL.</title><content type='html'>HEY GAY, DID YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZZT6LyAI/AAAAAAAACDQ/fCnrx65lOi0/s1600-h/DSC02421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386545254254594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZZT6LyAI/AAAAAAAACDQ/fCnrx65lOi0/s400/DSC02421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My present from Miss Sarah Lee Hui Yi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZZMbV1EI/AAAAAAAACDI/zbMdfUPpqpA/s1600-h/DSC02426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386543245841474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZZMbV1EI/AAAAAAAACDI/zbMdfUPpqpA/s400/DSC02426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my bestfriend. ChinHuiYing. How she became my best friend? She disturbs me in class and has made, is making and gonna make my life miserable till the end of age. Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZYkX37aI/AAAAAAAACDA/usVOOa95AGs/s1600-h/DSC02433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386532493880738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZYkX37aI/AAAAAAAACDA/usVOOa95AGs/s400/DSC02433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to act cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sitting beside her during tuition then I was like, " Huiying, you're so gay that you turned into a girl. " Then i was like " Eyh, take few pictures of yourself so i can blog bout you and I'll write the title as what i just said. " HAHA! So this is how her pictures got into my phone. Known her since form 1 and then we just got closer cos we spend so much together even though we don't want but just happened to and there you go, our close friendship. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZYCYKJhI/AAAAAAAACC4/BG6saRFAOfI/s1600-h/DSC02439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386523368269330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZYCYKJhI/AAAAAAAACC4/BG6saRFAOfI/s400/DSC02439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rocking with Vans and the ZooYork checkered pants. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;... dang, I've gotta see Huiying at school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*vanwasere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7264527594325928551?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7264527594325928551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7264527594325928551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7264527594325928551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7264527594325928551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/huiyings-so-gay-that-she-turned-into.html' title='Huiying&apos;s So Gay That She Turned Into A GIRL.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceZZT6LyAI/AAAAAAAACDQ/fCnrx65lOi0/s72-c/DSC02421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-7352604570187471956</id><published>2009-03-23T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:10:09.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Puberty! SHINE Camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Luke 11.34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Your eye is the lamp of your body. When your eyes are good, your whole body also is full of light. But when they are bad, your whole body also is full of darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Something Happens In Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceTdpgEAXI/AAAAAAAACCw/cXxyxYXvnSQ/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316380022699983218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceTdpgEAXI/AAAAAAAACCw/cXxyxYXvnSQ/s400/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On March 20th, Ivan Lim reached Peacehaven. The ride this time was rather short cos I slept throughout the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSUL7iPtI/AAAAAAAACCo/vu8TSdYVKPM/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316378760631697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSUL7iPtI/AAAAAAAACCo/vu8TSdYVKPM/s400/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Someone left the Bass drum and Speakers in the middle of the road.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceST6eamEI/AAAAAAAACCg/UcqeTUBYDUM/s1600-h/DSC02406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316378755946158146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceST6eamEI/AAAAAAAACCg/UcqeTUBYDUM/s400/DSC02406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scenery of the cold place. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSTlhGAKI/AAAAAAAACCY/y1VR5BlbwJ4/s1600-h/DSC02407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316378750320246946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSTlhGAKI/AAAAAAAACCY/y1VR5BlbwJ4/s400/DSC02407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian teaching about puberty with the boys. " We are MEN! *everyone shouts HOK!(or however you spell it)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSTaeLmYI/AAAAAAAACCQ/cPj1t5DRXBQ/s1600-h/DSC02410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316378747355240834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSTaeLmYI/AAAAAAAACCQ/cPj1t5DRXBQ/s400/DSC02410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bahh bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSODYWUnI/AAAAAAAACCI/XFRwB8lOT84/s1600-h/DSC02411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316378655257416306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceSODYWUnI/AAAAAAAACCI/XFRwB8lOT84/s400/DSC02411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was games time and this was Sereena's station. Made em do all kind of weird poses and freeze so that i can take a picture of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePWc6asCI/AAAAAAAACCA/SP400c_Y-ig/s1600-h/DSC02413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375501015265314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePWc6asCI/AAAAAAAACCA/SP400c_Y-ig/s400/DSC02413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr worm a.k.a Chong Chong. My phone has no macro mode but it focused really good, just not on the right thing. Not bad eyhh my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePWO9djjI/AAAAAAAACB4/s9VQkMbFjt4/s1600-h/DSC02414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375497269939762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePWO9djjI/AAAAAAAACB4/s9VQkMbFjt4/s400/DSC02414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Campers after formal night. Getting ready to watch "I not stupid".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePVgxH-NI/AAAAAAAACBw/LGyS3jSTmQk/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375484870162642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePVgxH-NI/AAAAAAAACBw/LGyS3jSTmQk/s400/DSC02415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This boy here, he's the cutest boy ever. He played so much and he was seriously dang tired. He was having his dinner, chewing and munching down the food as his mommy fed him, then he fell asleep. WITH THE FOOD INSIDE HIS MOUTH! X) and according to his mom, it was the first time that happened. lols. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePVQZVoqI/AAAAAAAACBo/hcwm0bQlSEQ/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375480475427490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePVQZVoqI/AAAAAAAACBo/hcwm0bQlSEQ/s400/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePUp1nJ2I/AAAAAAAACBg/HW73-lAJ0CI/s1600-h/DSC02418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316375470125033314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScePUp1nJ2I/AAAAAAAACBg/HW73-lAJ0CI/s400/DSC02418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bad picture. ): We gave them GSC tickets for Blessed draw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take much picture cos i was too tired and everything was too rush. I don't even have the camp picture. When i get it, I hope i'll remember to post it up. That's all for now. tu&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;` raaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-7352604570187471956?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7352604570187471956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=7352604570187471956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7352604570187471956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/7352604570187471956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-puberty-shine-camp.html' title='Hello, Puberty! SHINE Camp.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SceTdpgEAXI/AAAAAAAACCw/cXxyxYXvnSQ/s72-c/DSC02402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-9220663738078177618</id><published>2009-03-19T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:43:02.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Place Of Peace-To-The-Haven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had gay day with Andrew today. Tried uploading the pictures from my phone but the stupid connector ain't working. I need a new phone gahhh. Amithab Batchan! Watched that scene from Slumdog Millionaire cos i love it. haha! An episode of Entourage and Guitar Hero on his Nintendo DS. I have a natural talent for video games. LOL. And had fun playing his new toy that's living under his roof, A Ddrum drums. :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314954918592804610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScKDVq_wdwI/AAAAAAAACBY/7owMAYkP29A/s400/sofi.gif" border="0" /&gt;Sofie from KAMI, was the one that got me into malay chicks. Sam quote, "Basically girls who are tanned are all hot lah." I agreed. But we definitely can't categorise it like this. Some chinese chicks are tanned too. :D Andrew Paul and I was just going through random blogs and we found out that this Sofie, Juliana Sophie bt Johari Evans is Bis Andrew's(Gingerfish) friend. I think? yes yes or friend friend. haha. She's even hotter right now but she's like 21? Bah Bah brown sheep boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading to Genting for three days cos of a std 6 camp. I really do hope I have fun. Ahh well God will lead me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-9220663738078177618?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9220663738078177618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=9220663738078177618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9220663738078177618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/9220663738078177618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-place-of-peace-to-haven.html' title='To The Place Of Peace-To-The-Haven.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScKDVq_wdwI/AAAAAAAACBY/7owMAYkP29A/s72-c/sofi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1622821094425659592</id><published>2009-03-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:54:54.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bie. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScEzGulbs6I/AAAAAAAACBQ/g7uLk4FLKlo/s1600-h/n573600328_1725502_6228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314585225951163298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScEzGulbs6I/AAAAAAAACBQ/g7uLk4FLKlo/s400/n573600328_1725502_6228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soo Nen Lin, I asked YuJie how to write your chinese name in class the other day. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm not gonna write much, when I say that, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Random Note: I fall asleep on the sofa in her house real easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being here for me when I really needed someone to talk to. And bringing me out as a birthday gift was the best gift I had received this year. Okay, as I said. Enough said. Mushy card on your way lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScEzGYF0N4I/AAAAAAAACBI/DZGm4U3Y3r0/s1600-h/Image_052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314585219912972162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScEzGYF0N4I/AAAAAAAACBI/DZGm4U3Y3r0/s400/Image_052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have too much in common, sometimes. Positive and Positive repel but somehow we go too good together. I'm so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1622821094425659592?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1622821094425659592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1622821094425659592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1622821094425659592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1622821094425659592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-bie.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bie. (:'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/ScEzGulbs6I/AAAAAAAACBQ/g7uLk4FLKlo/s72-c/n573600328_1725502_6228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-3766958262712140789</id><published>2009-03-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:37:34.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Passed My Undang! &amp; I'm Hungry Now.</title><content type='html'>Yeap I studied all week for it and i got only a 43/50 cos i asked a girl for answers and the girl failed twice. How smart of me. Lesson learnt, DONT CHEAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really hectic day, woke up at 5.45am cos my body clock isn't working so well. Got ready and then Mr Ng, my driving instructor called and said that the centre will only open at 12.30pm. So I procrastinated, tried to sleep again. Studied a lil more and waited till 12.30pm. Morning was gone just like that. Took the test with two other BU3 girls which i didn't get their names. One of em got 47 and the other one failed twice. To cut things short, i was quite unlucky to get a hard test but thank God i passed it. Only that matters. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home to take a quick shower and headed to Beeyen's, my fav tuition teacher :D for add maths. Took a test. I'm gonna flunk though. Came home to wash my face and rushed to Pn Zabariah's tuition at 7.30pm. Totally forgot bout it. Boring boring after that came home for CSI. Potong steam, i think this is gonna be the starting for the highlight case for this season. CSI alway put you in a condition when you get all suspense and they end the episode, leaving you hanging. This can be called, "STEAM POTONG instead of potong steam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to blog this, SOONENLIN! My biee. :D You deserve a post on my blog lah next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to new bands lately, bands that i've never heard of. Listening to The Maine now. They're music's good. And this is one of the best songs ever. I can headbang to this song when I listen to it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eSE_YjZ6XWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eSE_YjZ6XWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFIW2L6ktAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFIW2L6ktAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hot friend&lt;/span&gt; is back from clean land! I know you missed me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-3766958262712140789?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3766958262712140789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=3766958262712140789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3766958262712140789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/3766958262712140789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-passed-my-undang-im-hungry-now.html' title='I Passed My Undang! &amp; I&apos;m Hungry Now.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-919497302800863603</id><published>2009-03-16T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:45:43.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I Been Doing Lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314019106056800210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wONonh9I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/yHSg3ZFwXIk/s400/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From this... and Pn Suritha gave me a warning to cut my hair.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wOBIqYbI/AAAAAAAAB-g/D50kYSRtHY4/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314019102701543858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wOBIqYbI/AAAAAAAAB-g/D50kYSRtHY4/s400/DSC02383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To this. Just because the hair stylist did a mistake and she didn't know what is a mo-hawk. I'm going to Thomas and Guys to get my mo-hawk for my next hair cut already.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314019099299136418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wN0ddw6I/AAAAAAAAB-A/eVHhul6V71g/s400/DSC02386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was inspired by Piet Mondrian. So i took our my colour pencils that i got as my birthday gift when i was standard 3,4 or 5? and started doing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314019101112317250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wN7NwtUI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Xy302I1HkpY/s400/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tadaaa! I'm not really good in arts lah, but I'm quite happy with the end result. "I'm not good in arts, that's why I'm in science stream. " a joke.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wOHROKQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/iMEF3wryj3c/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314019104348055810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wOHROKQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/iMEF3wryj3c/s400/DSC02390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Piet Mondrian, asian style. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314024463977535714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb81GFcd2OI/AAAAAAAACAg/czj7a6xE5ec/s400/DSC02385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I went for my undang lessons, thank God Foong Kar Mun was there too and she sat beside me all day. or not i'd be bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314025371502526658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8166PSQMI/AAAAAAAACBA/LfKfC_grDHY/s400/DSC02371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Found this picture. I had the worse eye bags ever that day when my bro left to Korea. I was up till 5.30am and i woke up at 6.30am to go to school. Didn't know it was tht bad till i got back from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314025364916452418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb816htCvEI/AAAAAAAACA4/NKdwdeRTKJU/s400/DSC02378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My uncle, Ah Soon jiu jiu got his nokia 5800!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314025368672401234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb816vsh91I/AAAAAAAACAw/raTRf_WqjXk/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I took a reflection on the window of my neighbour's car after LEO's orientation at school. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Celine Boo&lt;/span&gt; made me all dirty by pouring flour all over me. Got her back by breaking a raw egg on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314024470478565954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb81GdqbskI/AAAAAAAACAo/Z3WgpsvdE3g/s400/DSC02394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just finished my drum lessons with TeckYan's bro and when i looked down from my balcony, guess what these few kids are doing? They're learning how to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Break and Skid&lt;/span&gt; to stop. The girl in green was the one teaching em. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Future &lt;em&gt;Rempits&lt;/em&gt; yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&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/1769134929926039320-919497302800863603?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/919497302800863603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=919497302800863603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/919497302800863603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/919497302800863603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-have-i-been-doing-lately.html' title='What Have I Been Doing Lately?'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8wONonh9I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/yHSg3ZFwXIk/s72-c/DSC02381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-8442179051702870920</id><published>2009-03-16T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:42:33.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuyoh, KAMI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8fCuH759I/AAAAAAAAB94/LJa8R97lzlc/s1600-h/2iasqqh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314000216921991122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8fCuH759I/AAAAAAAAB94/LJa8R97lzlc/s400/2iasqqh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Hidup ini memang palat, tapi esok masih ada. " totally agree with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might ask me, " eyh, why you watching malaysian films? " To all the malaysians especially chinese one out there, why do you all think that malaysia films suck so badly? That is the question to ask yourself. I bet 90% of you all who said that haven't even try watching a film, show or movie produced by our local peeps around and made a conclusion that these kind of films suck big time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam lend the DVD to me, yes he was the one that got me into more of the local scene that's happening around us. And i must admit, after watching this show, i became a lil more patriotic bout this country that i'm living in. He bought the whole series and movie, original to be more specific. haha! And i've never regretted watching this show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The show related to me somehow, what's happening in my life. They're also (acting) as form 5's, facing their spm days and there's lots of things they face in life which most of us teenagers are facing now too especially in M'sia. I don't think many of us realise that we're even facing the problem of our own and we just live a life with no meaning at all at times. to read more bout the preview of the show, you should go to &lt;a href="http://projekkami.com/"&gt;http://projekkami.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These 5 teenagers, Abu(Dragonred's turntablist and a local DJ, according to Sam), Ali, Sofie(the really hot one), Lynn and Adii are the main casts of this movie. It's a story of friendship, music and how 5 of em go through life together by supporting each other even though they face much conflict in life. The bes part of it are those indie bands in M'sia. I've never go against our local music scene before. It got me more pumped up to listen to more local music when Pop Shuvit really caught my attention since i was maybe, form 1? I used to watch lots of Hitz tv and they do put local bands MV. Bands like, seven collar T-shirt, Estrella, One buck short are pretty good themselves. Teenagers nowadays should watch this show to know more bout what's happening around lah really. So watch kay? You won't regret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best part of it is, the directors lives in the same road as me and my mom teaches their daughter tuition and her daughter comes to my apartment to play in the playground quite often. I've been playing in the basketball behind my house since i was like standard 3 and it appeared in one scene too. heh! Watch it and you'll know what's the story bout lah, NenLin will be the next one watching it! right right? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999577372287618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8edfnZ4oI/AAAAAAAAB9w/VBcRni03mjs/s400/kamik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friendship and music. That's life. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*vanwasere.indiemusicrocks! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-8442179051702870920?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8442179051702870920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=8442179051702870920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8442179051702870920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/8442179051702870920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuyoh-kami.html' title='Fuyoh, KAMI!'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sb8fCuH759I/AAAAAAAAB94/LJa8R97lzlc/s72-c/2iasqqh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1042818320480098847</id><published>2009-03-08T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:15:59.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piet Mondrian is Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023221071764882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLewXVXZI/AAAAAAAAB84/NLvEAK9RU5Y/s400/piet-mondrian-nike-dunk-low-sb-available-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nike SB Piet Mondrian Size 8.5/9 is to die for.Steam Sial. Someone get these for me pretty pretty please? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023727738609010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSL8P2H3XI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/rA5YrXzVPp8/s400/vansmondrian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was checking out pictures on flickr the other day, just random clicking then i clicked on this Tony dude, the one that bought a Flickrt pro account for kirsten i think? who has really nice pictures too. And he owns a pair of VANS Piet Mondrian. I don't think malaysia has this pair? *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLgAqFeYI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/sLkMihcaoHA/s1600-h/mondrianganged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023242625251714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLgAqFeYI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/sLkMihcaoHA/s400/mondrianganged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to google up his name and check out some of his artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLf_f1f3I/AAAAAAAAB9I/K2ZBs5fmwQo/s1600-h/Picture_3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023242313826162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLf_f1f3I/AAAAAAAAB9I/K2ZBs5fmwQo/s400/Picture_3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really really love this shirt. Wear this shirt, a black pants so that you'll focus more on the shirt, a checkered boxers, a pair of Nike SB Piet Mondrian with your hair spiked up... and there you have, A Masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLfVC_eGI/AAAAAAAAB9A/JTPhsyYO37k/s1600-h/Picture_5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023230918555746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLfVC_eGI/AAAAAAAAB9A/JTPhsyYO37k/s400/Picture_5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think girls who are daring enough to wear these kind of stuff and manage to pull it off and not just wear the same ol' boring stuff everyday really have a sense of fashion. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023914362381746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSMHHEspbI/AAAAAAAAB9g/AUddFjUUPfQ/s400/M_piet_mondrian-F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And here you go, Piet Mondrian. &lt;em&gt;Itu dia. Simplicity is his art work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-1042818320480098847?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1042818320480098847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=1042818320480098847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1042818320480098847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/1042818320480098847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/piet-mondrian-is-love.html' title='Piet Mondrian is Love.'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SbSLewXVXZI/AAAAAAAAB84/NLvEAK9RU5Y/s72-c/piet-mondrian-nike-dunk-low-sb-available-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-6702980527362280287</id><published>2009-03-08T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:09:12.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks. (:</title><content type='html'>To all Mommy's, Daddy's and my friends that read my blog and am still reading. Thanks! Really appreciate what you've told my parents bout me and yeah, I'm doing great ere. Have the room all to myself and learning to be more independent in life. I really do appreciate my whole family more. I'm very sure that God is here for us, with us and in us. To check out more bout my bro, &lt;a href="http://zacklim-inkorea.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zacklim-inkorea.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vanwasere. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1769134929926039320-6702980527362280287?l=livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6702980527362280287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1769134929926039320&amp;postID=6702980527362280287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6702980527362280287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1769134929926039320/posts/default/6702980527362280287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinglifeinfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks.html' title='Thanks. (:'/><author><name>ivan(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09586189636915500461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/R72ceDW2RXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Qt3Gj9aTZqY/S220/drumming.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1769134929926039320.post-1343963963115310626</id><published>2009-02-25T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:20:20.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Showed Me The True Meaning Of Love, Kor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was February 26th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you wanna know what's true love, you'd spend some time reading of how awesome my kor kor is and probably you'd appreciate your siblings even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307183750243851378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabngI8CnHI/AAAAAAAAB6o/1BVN3zxyJUU/s400/DSCN4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kor Kor&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You mean the world to me and i just want to tell the world how much you've loved me through my whole life cos you really did show me what's the true meaning of love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided to skip school just to spend time with my Kor Kor, Isaac because he was leaving to Korea to further his studies.&lt;/p&gt;The day started with Kor waking me up cos I was still sleeping like a pig. I watched him play LocoRoco on PSP the night before that. And that was the last night I'm gonna be sleeping with him in the same room till probably 10 months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to SS3/33 to get some indian food cos he wanted to eat something malaysian. He'll be eating KimChi for this whole year and I think it'll be quite suffering for him. Went to get all the stuff he needed as he's a last minute person. We got this gene from our Mommy, the last minute genes. Ate at Pizza Hut with Dad, Kor and Ah Soon jiu jiu for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabtz7KTZQI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/JlyNq6ZbPzE/s1600-h/DSC02366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307190687212725506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabtz7KTZQI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/JlyNq6ZbPzE/s400/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Just rocking with my Old Spice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307188649537903058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9UOxGdI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Yo3rc4c59tU/s400/DSC02365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;... and my Kor Kor got his first gold credit card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9ffKgbI/AAAAAAAAB8A/ehoqa-dktZ4/s1600-h/DSC02364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307188652559466930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9ffKgbI/AAAAAAAAB8A/ehoqa-dktZ4/s400/DSC02364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; It took my DADDY 50years to look this&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9P7WaII/AAAAAAAAB7o/5XlHn64CCQk/s1600-h/DSCN4662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307188648382720130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9P7WaII/AAAAAAAAB7o/5XlHn64CCQk/s400/DSCN4662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to Paris for dinner. Mommy treated all of Kor's friends.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307181038737005090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SablCTybmiI/AAAAAAAAB54/viSA0ovkktI/s400/DSCN4668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Headed home and took a family picture. I was already tearing on the way home from dinner so my eyes was a tad bit weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to KLIA with Lemuel, Zhiyu and Andrea. I was crying all the way from my house till there. I only stopped when Andrea talked to me and the songs on radio started to sink into me. Thanks Dreaa. Lem overshot a turning and that almost made me cry again cos i thought i couldn't say goodbye to Kor anymore. But thank God he didn't leave yet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307181046136370626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SablCvWk9cI/AAAAAAAAB6A/X0wf7mpNZ2c/s400/DSCN4670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabpW3uBamI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SRaL8Mtday4/s1600-h/DSCN4676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307188651744943634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabr9cc93hI/AAAAAAAAB7w/sF9m8s8twvI/s400/DSCN4679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; US at KFC.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307185790026082914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabpW3uBamI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SRaL8Mtday4/s400/DSCN4676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Beloved Family. I really love them with all my life. &lt;333&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307183755344595826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabngb8Jy3I/AAAAAAAAB64/BJycSn7Mr08/s400/DSCN4674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kor, and his entourage. (: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabngGodpoI/AAAAAAAAB6g/58s1Qqay13M/s1600-h/DSCN4690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307183749624866434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabngGodpoI/AAAAAAAAB6g/58s1Qqay13M/s400/DSCN4690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Handsome-st man on earth, Daddy. (:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabnf8VfVdI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/c46rKNGS2EE/s1600-h/DSCN4689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307183746860930514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabnf8VfVdI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/c46rKNGS2EE/s400/DSCN4689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The prettiest woman on earth, Mommy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SablDAWPFPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/YCfd3FDNWYE/s1600-h/DSCN4677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307181050698339570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SablDAWPFPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/YCfd3FDNWYE/s400/DSCN4677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just Us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307185777069875922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabpWHdBYtI/AAAAAAAAB7A/gYH5ZLhR_kg/s400/DSCN4706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kor's last smile before he goes down the escalator.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307185781867190722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabpWZUymcI/AAAAAAAAB7I/Z5FxdtGH7qY/s400/DSCN4708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kor's entourage walking together to see him for the last time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307185785818042658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabpWoCv0SI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/8kUoEAV0Jc0/s400/DSCN4714.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Farewell Kor Kor. ):&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307190687516259826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/Sabtz8Sq9fI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/5Hfb9a1pAdM/s400/DSC02368.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was just that day, I opened the cupboard and i saw the cupboard was half empty. The feeling finally sinked into me. I started thinking of the days when you'll not be around. I broke down and cried. You were out with Keong that day and i was all alone in the room. Then i took a blue cardboard cos it was our favourite colour since we were young and started cutting out into a shape of a rectangle. I didn't even think of making it beautiful, all i wanted is too write down my feelings, through the times we've been through since i was born. I took a pen, and i started crying again. During that moment, i thought bout all the good memories we've had through this lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kor, you know you're the closest person i have in this world. Honestly, i can even say that you're closer to me than mommy and daddy cos you know more things of me than them. I've told you everything in my life and you'll always be there for me no matter what happens. You've never failed to be here for me as far as i'm concerned. I appreciate so much that even words can't describe my feelings. These tears of joy are rolling down my cheeks even right now as i type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just so happy that God has given you an opporturnity to be successful in life by giving you a full scholarship to Korea. But, I'm really sad right now cos you're half way to Korea already and I'm crying here. I'm sorry but i really hope i get used to this feeling of being alone in the house without a Kor kor to call even though i call you Isaac most of the time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307177412621311266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabhvPdFHSI/AAAAAAAAB5g/Og2WtPOp-e4/s400/kor+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; During our childhood days, I'll cling on to you like a leech and follow wherever you go and whatever you do. Even till now, when mommy ask if i wanna follow her and daddy out i'll ask, "Is Kor kor going? If he's not then i don't wanna go. " Remember when we used to play Sega and Micro-Genius, we had so much fun. I would stare at you playing Final Fantasy on PS1 the whole day and i enjoyed it somehow. Thanks for playing games with me when we were younger and even till now you still play games with me like Dota. When we're in this computer room playing together, i would shout at you, "NOOB NOOB!" and both of us will be screaming our lungs out and when we kill someone we would just congratulate each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i said in the letter, mommy and daddy weren't rich when both of us were younger. They really worked hard just to raise both of us up. We've been sleeping together in the same room for the rest of our life and the longest time you weren't in the room with me is during your mission trip for 2 weeks. When we were younger, we all slept together in the same bed, the 4 of us together just in a queen sized bed at the room next to the kitchen in our house at ss2. I felt fortunate enough even though we weren't rich cos i felt the love of our family just being together. One day, mommy and daddy got us a double decker bed where we had tons of fun. Both of us would think that we're superman and put the blanket behind our backs as our cape and jump down from the highest level of the double decker bed. You were the one sleeping on top definitely. Even till now, you're still the one sleeping on top. I won't sleep on top even though you're in Korea. I would still think that you're still sleeping in the same room with me till i get used to the feeling that you're in Korea already, but i wouldn't sleep on your bed still cos i've been to used to sleeping at the bottom since we were born. During one day when there was really loud thunder and lightning, i was screaming cos i was scared of it and you were there together with me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was standard 2, i had my bike accident and you were there during the incident too. Rauf said he saw everything. You said to me, " Ivan! you teeth all drop already!" cos i was bleeding like mad till my whole uniform was also covered with blood. We had alot of fun moment just having our daily playtime in the park. Didn't imagine that we still contact the childhood friend of ours that we've played together since we were young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307177412591545074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CT-r23ReV6o/SabhvPV-6vI/AAAAAAAAB5o/vuMlJ3XvAK8/s400/kor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;During our primary school days, i would do whatever you do. Lots of mommy's friends said that both of us are twins. Maybe it's because of us doing almost everything together and spending
