<?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-6987119</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:12:31.492+08:00</updated><category term='revival'/><category term='lost.'/><category term='church'/><category term='exams'/><category term='wrpf'/><category term='kinbalu 2'/><title type='text'>JuL sNeAkY bOi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RELINK : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hupertrooper.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hupertrooper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3783654146265554754?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3783654146265554754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3783654146265554754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3783654146265554754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really feel anything. and i'm not supposed to, cause i dont know him personally at all. but the more i look at his dances, moon walk, airwalk, earthwalk, and tons of others. you guys go search dangerous on youtube. and search michael jackson dance, and go to the one which is michale jacson best dance moves 1958-2009. he's so good, that even his backup dancers dont even come close. his style, or what we call 'got seh'. no one's gonna be able to emulate him. and all his moves are original, and every one is a classic on its own. and we're never gonna be getting more of those moves, and ever see them live. thats sad. when i think about it, its sad. and his songs, never gonna be performed live. i dont care if he's black or white, or grey or blue, he's a class on his own. nowhere near evlis, or any other artiste. he's a total different style. in my opinion, he looked good in black, and even in white, he looked good. he might look like a freak, but who says freaks cant look good. sighh. such a talented man, died just like that. and i guess i'll never meet him in heaven. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the very end, its not about what you do on earth, its not about your service to god, its not about how well behaved you are on earth and how well you follow the laws and be obedient. its what you believe in. because your life is from faith, to faith. romans 1:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does matter what your qualifications are, achievements are, they really, at the very end, dont matter. even isaiah says in chapter 64, your works, are like filthy menstrual cloths. doesnt matter if you guys dont believe me, and this what i'm saying is crap. cause the bible says it. and you can go choose to do so-called "righteous" acts till you die, and wait for god up in heaven tell you when you die that your works are like filthy menstrual cloths which are thrown away, or you can rest in Jesus, sit at his feet, and work out of 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(without you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;all the assignments are finally OVER.  thank god. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything's finally over. this week has been a crazy week. i really cant remember much about it. i know there was airport systems project, airport systems assignment, APEL, airfield systems assignment, management of air cargo assignment. management of aircargo was just insane. airport systems project, airport systems assignment and APEL were all due on wednesday. so its like crazy, rushing all the work. airfield was due thursday. management of airc cargo was due today. crazy man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole week passed like a fizzle, and i seriously dont remember much. i finished up most of my assignments pretty early in the week. like roughly tuesday. but its stil crazy, cause i didnt wanan be stressed out by the whole load of work. and i gave my best for the work, not cause i know i need to buck up, but cause i know Jesus deserves nothing but the best. so just give it all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thank god for the company. danny, justin, ying xuan. thank you robyn for your singpost source as well. saved my ass man. finally its done. i got a few things on my agenda, so here goes :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in order of priority lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i need to go for feeding at newcre. mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. catch up with danny at BR. OH YES. danny, i apologise for the phone call today. phone went flat, so i didnt know you werent going to be able to make it. my apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.catch up with MUJIA. sorry meizxz. things have been really busy. i apologise ! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. lepak with justin, gerald, danny, ying xuan and whoever else wants to lepak. I NEED TO CHILL. starbucks anyone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. rebel zirca ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. play SIMS 3. its sitting on my desktop waitign to be played ! fongyee's started it already, and it looks freaking damn fun crapppp. i so wanna start playing SIAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. hmmm.. i'm dying for steamboat. danny, yingxuan, justin, gerald, steamboat ( the one in fron of partyworld) soon ? :D MY TREAT AH. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh i just did a dance video last night in school. yea i stayed over in school to do aircargo. good fun. ahahaha. but the video's kinda laggy, and its not very well done. so i'll do another one soon. ahaha. dont expect too much ! i lousy one lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6030119776191623614?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6030119776191623614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6030119776191623614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6030119776191623614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6030119776191623614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-assignments-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2045073377654238808</id><published>2009-06-30T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:44:44.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is weird, but somehow good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i think to myself, 'aiya, just finish all the report, can go slack already. go out drink, chill, talk cock. thats what matters.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, in actual fact, there's much more things in life that matter. like your results, which will determine your future whatsoever, your career. thats much more important then this chill relax life that you want now. then the slack and chill activity suddenly seems like not important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, when you really think about it, this life is temporal. and everything here, whatever you cultivate on earth, is gonna fade away, like the morning dew. the money, the qualifications, dont count for anything. and even works for the lord, dont count for anything. and all of a sudden, it seems like everything on this earth, just doesnt matter anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thank god. because in my results, qualifications, i'm really far off. i'm somewhere beneath there, below all the smart freaks in my class, course etc. but you know what, it doesnt matter. and its not about my works and love for God which matters. its His love, his one obedience at the cross, which matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not about right doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its about right believing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my heart, inside, shouts for joy, because i know that things of this earth, striving for them, is dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i love the way pastor mark says it. he's a chinese speaking pastor, but he spoke in place of prince once. got the tape. he said 'we're all here on a tour. in the end, you'll have to go back. so dont go free and easy ! stick with the tour group, you'll never go wrong.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just amazing. stick with the tour group. the people of grace. stick with the tour guide. Jesus. you'll never go wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesnt matter what my results are. it doesnt matter what my qualifications are. it doesnt matter what my standing in life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what matters, is where my standing with God is. and man, i know where i am. i'm at the right hand of God, seated, with my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HEALER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PROVIDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;BANNER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;LOVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FORTRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SHIELD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;STRENGTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;CREATOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SERVANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PEACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SAVIOR.&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;BEST OF ALL.&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="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MY JESUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2045073377654238808?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2045073377654238808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2045073377654238808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2045073377654238808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2045073377654238808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-weird-but-somehow-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1078076645347818783</id><published>2009-06-29T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:26:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;i want to preach in youth and adult service! rahhhhhh. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;god's lean mean preaching machine is ready !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6987119-1078076645347818783?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1078076645347818783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1078076645347818783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1078076645347818783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1078076645347818783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-preach-in-youth-and-adult.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-9046578569242339815</id><published>2009-06-27T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:08:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the weekend ! hoho. its been a really good week once again, and i thank god for the really small things, for friends, for my four day school week, which is just awesome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went down thursday night to ZEERKAH again. this time it was a large group. there was me, justin, gerald, aizat, danny. and danny's friends came along as well, ying xuan, eugene, amost ans shi sheng. shi sheng's a cool guy man. and really nice too. he opened a bottle of chivas for all of us, and wanted to open another bottle if there wasnt enough. but paiseh alr ah, open one bottle already. then headed home after that, and went for sushi with dione zac and my brother at white sands. good food, but annoyign service. there was this annoying waitress. cao bugger. ask me, i'll tell you about it. lazy to type out everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night, headed down to justin's place with gerald, and bunked over at his place. good lepak session, and of course some dota. heh. fun time. then woke up this morning, went to do project at pearlyn's place, came home, and went out to meet justin and gerald again for dinner. hoho, havent had popeye's in awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good week. next week, will be even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marcus : hello marcus. yea where sin abounds, grace super abounds. i think we shouldnt be too bothered by sins in other people's lives. we juts preach the forgiveness of sins, people's lives will change. conscious sinning or unconscious sinning, still sin. but god's grace forgives all sins. and it is the power unto salvation for all who believe. amen. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-9046578569242339815?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/9046578569242339815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=9046578569242339815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9046578569242339815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9046578569242339815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-weekend-hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7984837628941588056</id><published>2009-06-25T02:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:37:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good times ! things are just getting better and better. because the word of god says that the path of the righteous will only get brighter and brighter amen. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;justin's birthday last thursday, and the pictures are here ! i had a really good time, awesome friends, awesome company. sorry danny ! that you couldnt be there :/ going again tomorrow ! with justin, gerald, aizat, hopefully danny, and yingxuan maybe ? heh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJu4IyE9tI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1OIO5VSzfSg/s320/gjj.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350961217978824402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gerald, justin and me ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJu4VgnCgI/AAAAAAAAAgA/C1b-zEeF3fk/s320/justingroup.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350961221395220994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people who went! hadi and fey's not in the picture :/ heh sean got high damn fast. loolol. yea he's the half naked guy. ahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJu4nG9zdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QzY4Elzn95M/s320/justinns+birthday.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350961226119499218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha another picture of us, fey went to find his friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJu48p03NI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Pl79tPajLhw/s320/wasteeed.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350961231902858450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half of sean, justin, me and mujia. lolol ! justin was high by then alr . lol. awesome face man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay man, rest of the pictures are online on facebook. i'm lazy to go and post up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whew. assignments are all coming in a chunk man. frekaing alot, and its difficult to get into the momentum to startm moreso cause its the first week of school. i'm still in holiday mood. there's APEL, airfield systems, airport systems assignment as well as project. my group totally did the airport systems project wrong, so gotta redo, so kinda sian. but something really cheered me up, and reminded me god's sovereign over my life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJwWgO_lRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/G6KBHfFheK8/s1600-h/yourgraceee..jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJwWgO_lRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/G6KBHfFheK8/s400/yourgraceee..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350962839181825298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i came home, went on facebook and saw this ! mannnn. when i saw pearlyn type that, i know, that somehow, she had a revelation she was saved by grace ! awesomeee. pearlyn, you'll be blessed. definitely. His grace is enough to take my life from eternity in hell to eternity in heaven. its more than enough to bring me through all these projects and assignments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kept proclaiming its the dektos year of the lord these few weeks, that this year will be the year of free favors and salvation which will profusely aobund in my life. and guess what ! though my phone which i sat on, the screen cracked, my contacts are stuck inside, though the phone couldnt be repaired, i proclaimed that it was a multiplier for god's blessings over my life. and i managed to recover my contacts ! i used nokia pc suite to store onto my pc, then transferred it to another nokia phone, then in to my sim card. GOD IS GOOD. :D  and my cracked phone, in original condition, can be traded in for 200 bucks, but i called up this guy, and he's offering me 160 for my cracked phone ! WOOOO. god is goood ! he always provides ! GOD IS FAITHFUL, TIME AND AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where sin abounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;huperperisseuō&lt;/b&gt;. - SUPER ABOUNDS, EXCEEDING. AMEN. &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/6987119-7984837628941588056?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7984837628941588056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7984837628941588056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7984837628941588056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7984837628941588056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-times-things-are-just-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SkJu4IyE9tI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1OIO5VSzfSg/s72-c/gjj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4982295655264844766</id><published>2009-06-23T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:07:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weekend's pretty good :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's started. slack, boring, but its my kinda thing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after school, went down with danny to meet ying xuan for a last minute steamboat thing. gerald and justin came along later to join us. good company, but no photos, we didnt take any. but it was good fun, and i managed to eat my steamboat ! yeaaaa (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's still airfield shit due on thursday. but after that, WOOOO. ZIRCAAA. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho. imma happy boy. this year is indeed ! the dektos year of the lord. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i got down at pasir ris today, going down the escalator, the JCDecaux board was displaying an ad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There is a calmness to a life lived in gratitude, a silent joy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ralph H. Blum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then had sort of a conversation with God. and you know, even through such a quote, God can reveal himself so strongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have we lost the gratitude ! the gratitude we should have for the cross. and we need to live a life full of thanksgiving, for the one sacrifice at calvary, because a constant revelation and remembrance of the cross allows God's blessings to flow in our lives. Jesus lived a life of thanksgiving, just like when he multiplied the food to feed the 5000, he said thank you to the lord. and that thanksgiving, allowed the miracle to manifest ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and through that gratitude, grateful for the cross, we live a life of calmness, also known as peace. and this peace, resting in that the cross has covered us, that only blessings shall befall us. andi ts a silent joy, to know that God's done it all for us, and we dont need to serve, we dont need to moderate our behavoir to get god's blessings. God's blessings flow apart from our performance. amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for the cross, lord jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d: no worries. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4982295655264844766?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4982295655264844766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4982295655264844766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4982295655264844766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4982295655264844766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekends-pretty-good-schools-started.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1428601179338707822</id><published>2009-06-19T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:58:25.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;love always perseveres. (nomatterwhatthecost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo. last night was pretty good. sorry ah justin, but its alright. always next time. :) apologies for all the misery you went through lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjuyDR3-5gI/AAAAAAAAAfo/P1ujawp07x8/s320/justin.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349064751840159234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 18TH DUDE. legal to smoke, club, drink. lol. at long long last. ahahah finally another member to add to the above 18 group. next time we go again yea, with danny and xinhui. :) and i know you read my blog. ahahaha. i absolutely love and miss our lepak sessions. awesome shit. can talk cock, also can serious. "AH TEE HEE HEE HEE".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really, its the unexpected people that make the best friends. those who'll accomodate, those who'll put others before themselves, and choose to see the best in others, not the flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjuypbAQmZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/olM2bo23Kqk/s320/dannyy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349065407125821842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yooo dude. get well soon man. we havent hung out in awhile. take care man. you'll be in my prayers. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SO ENDS AN AWESOME WEEK. before school starts, and politics start all over and shit. lol. not to mention 4 assignments due next week. tough, but i'll pull through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1428601179338707822?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1428601179338707822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1428601179338707822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1428601179338707822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1428601179338707822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-always-perseveres.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjuyDR3-5gI/AAAAAAAAAfo/P1ujawp07x8/s72-c/justin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1619155113100716288</id><published>2009-06-18T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T05:28:51.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;more than a conqueror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD IS GOOD. unfairly good ! so good, that i can never ever make it fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the stayover was good, i thank god :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you guys read my previous post below, you will know that i'm looking for Lord of All by Hillsong London. i was trying to download the song the past few days, but couldnt find it anywhere. and hillsong london isnt as popular as the aussie one, so lesser people own the disc. after the stayover ytd, i headed over to pearlyn's place to do project at around 11. thank god we were able to finish it. i was just walking around in the living room, and that was when i saw two music CDs. i decided not to be nosey and take a look, but i got bored walking around after awhile, and when i came back to that same spot, i took a look at the CDs. i saw the back were some song titles and all. then i turned to the front, and WOOOOO. I FOUND THE CD! JESUS IS BY HILLSONG LONDON ! i was just in shock, and i ran over to pearlyn sharing my excitement. heh i ripped the songs, and used simon's com to send over to my com, where zac and eugene was on it back at my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjnvuO5BZtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6r5nwlTstrM/s320/17062009737.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569610029459154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjnvuW3eOFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6eazHpYhT7g/s320/17062009739.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569612170442834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JESUS IS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjnvI3wN56I/AAAAAAAAAeg/73jkJi9iw6U/s320/17062009736.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568968163354530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU NU-ER. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man ! God is good ! i was contemplating buying the CD the next time i was at rock bookstore. i had been trying to download the album the past few days, and finally got it !  wooooo. it truly, truly is, the dektos year of the Lord, where salvation and FREE favors will profusely abound in my life ! AMEN. i love the word FREE ! FREE. NO STRINGS ATTACHED. thats how good our god is. amennnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, went home, stoned around for a bit, then zac went home, left me and eugene. we were to elias and eat. lol we were a little too ambitious so we ordered a medium sized dish from the zhi char stall for each of us. lol the plate's like for two people to eat. LOL. the serving is huge man. i finished mine, but eugene died halfway. ahahaha. good chat, he never ever fails to make me laugh. and there's a serious side to him too. one of the people with the best character and personality i've ever seen. he's just been misunderstood too many times. sure, he'll own you if you offend him, but man, he's really good to his friends. he's the only guy, who has ever come to my house, and volunteered to help me do the dishes. amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i used to think those from good schools, where the people are more cultured, are better friends. i used to think that super holy people had good character. i used to think that those people who seem nice, have good character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i was wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people from good schools, most of them, not all, however cultured they are, turn into snobs, who mix with others of their calibre, and shun those who arent as smart as them, or arent as rich, or on a different social level. crap character. i'm not against people from good schools. alex is from a good school. he hasnt got crap character. lol. dont pass a judgement on me so fast :) i said most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super holy people ? you can act holy, but hey, i've got a knowledge that i'm MADE holy by the cross. i dont need to act holy, i dont need to serve crazy in church to prove i'm holy. there's nothing to prove. the only proof is the bible. i bet some of you are thinking "sure not. dont anyhow say lah. anyhow make your own assumptions." LOL. come lah, spirit of unbelief. i give you the reference. hebrews 10:10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30128" class="versenum" value="10" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;And by that will, we have been made holy through the sacrifice of the body of Jesus Christ once for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy now ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people who seem nice. everyone can be nice. but when the rubber meats the road, when a situation crops up, when misunderstandings happen, when mountains or problems, or a small tiff or disagreement comes up, cant show love. they find it difficult. or more rather, they choose not to show love. and only the love of Christ, can change you inside out. cause when the rubber meats the road, its not what you did in the past. its not whether you were nice, kind and loving in the past. its whether you can be &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjnvuxDhj1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/PXah-9suSTQ/s320/17062009742.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569619200315218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sjnvuvctj9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/gHK1iKtKKF4/s320/17062009741.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569618769088466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that headed home. got boreed, so decided to crash justin's place. ahahah he's got a pretty nice and decent house. simple :) went out to salck for a bit, get a drink cause we were thristy, talked about stuff, then headed back. dota-ed till 5. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. its a weird timing. 4 pm in the afternoon. going out for a dinner with mabel and a few others, followed by justin's birthday later :) i proclaim! that tonight will be good, despite the circumstances. wooooo. i'm truly, truly blessed. though i falter, grace is still, for the undeserving. and NO ONE. can ever change grace to being only for the undeserving. because the deserving dont need Jesus. and no one can ever change grace, because they didnt die for my sins, and because, this is the way the kingdom operates. like it or not. i'm of this kingdom. love me, hate me, its okay. i'm still of this kingdom. God still loves me. :) hate me, its okay. you're missing out on the opportunity to spend time with the one who Jesus loves. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god is good, all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the time, god is good. &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/6987119-1619155113100716288?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1619155113100716288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1619155113100716288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1619155113100716288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1619155113100716288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-than-conqueror-god-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjnvuO5BZtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6r5nwlTstrM/s72-c/17062009737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5938956999325029557</id><published>2009-06-17T04:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:03:51.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woooo. cell members are over at my place. zac, danny and eugene. great time, btu they're all knocked out now. just finished a game of doat with justin gerald and aizat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for the cerebral palsy event today at SYFC. i was in food and log comm, so i didnt get to interact much with the kids, though i wanted to. but its great, to see them smile, and whatever they're going through, i know that deep down in their hearts, they know someone cares for them. and even if they dont, the reality is that someone does. the ams people do. Jesus does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kids have that spirit of just taking whatever's given, never doubting whatsoever. and its a spirit, that god wants us to have. a chid-like faith !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i proclaimed a prayer over them today. that they'll have the mind of christ. and i believed an spoke it, and thus i claim jeremiah 1:12, and because of that, Hebrews 11:1 comes to past. mmmmm. faith is powerful. and if even faith as small as a mustard seed can move mountains, then man, the god kind of faith in me and you, which was a gift through the cross, is damn powerful. and if we cant move mountains with our faith, then hey, in essence, our faith is even smaller than a tiny mustard seed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, its getting late. there's justin's birthday this thursday, project meeting tmr, cell on friday, not sure wahts to come over the weekend, but its gonna be good. cause i have faith that it'll be a good week. AMEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S oh yes, does anyone have Lord of All by Hillsong London ? kindly contact me at saithelord@hotmail.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5938956999325029557?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5938956999325029557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5938956999325029557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5938956999325029557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5938956999325029557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/woooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7517830330785226780</id><published>2009-06-16T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:10:14.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a pretty good day :0 went for prawn mee with egene, dione and zac. great fun, and good times. after that headed to tamp, walked around, dione bought a coffee, then the four of us went to l4d LOL. waste of money man. heh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that headed down to chinatown to meet barny, before having a meal at manhattan fish market. good dinner, i thank god. and then, the whole day today, i was thinking of going down to clarke quay probably this week again to chill. God knew my desire, and me and barny headed down to brewerkz at clarke quay, just beside iguanas. and i didnt even ask to go drink. mann. god's good. had a jagabomb and a martell. i paid for the martell though. pricey. it cost twice as much as the other drinks. cost 20 bucks. so i'm left with 65 for the next 3 days. but this week's gonna turn out fine :) havent started on assignments, but i'll do fine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, is indeed, the dektos year of the lord. where salvation and free favors will profusely abound in my life. amen. i proclaim it, he fulfills it. whoooo. what a friend, we have in Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and grace, is for the undeserving. the guys who screw up the most. because, where sin abounds, grace super abounds. where i fail, where i fall, there's so much more grace clothing me, clothing my circumstnace, my condition, that any bad, will be a multiplier of god's goodness over my life. and the kid who Jesus loves, says Amen. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7517830330785226780?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7517830330785226780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7517830330785226780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7517830330785226780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7517830330785226780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-pretty-good-day-0-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1841671392267588329</id><published>2009-06-15T00:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:14:13.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;super abounding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;whoooo. it was a good night at rebel and zirca. met up with danny's friends, eugene, yin xuan( is this how i spell it ?) and brian, and met up with yinxuan's friends as well. ahhh cant remember their names lol. but guess what ! i'm youngest of the lot. :/ they're all around danny's age. 20 i think. so yea. but they're really nice people. you really get to see people from other walks of life. heh all the three girls were pretty hot man. lol. too bad they're older. booooo. not that i mind older girls, but you know, they way they view you cause you're younger, and a guy, doesnt really work to my advantage. ahahaha. and compared to danny and the rest, the other guys seem more.. appealing. ha ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjUrfKbCBYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/MckcBfyg3Yw/s320/14062009735.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347227946946004354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the lack of pictures. i dont have a camera, and my phonei snt good enough to take quality pictures in dark places. but i had fun. didnt drink much though. sober half the time lol. dance lor. not bad, i started out damn paiseh. then after awhile just relax, get more familiar iwth people, then i loosened up. heh. justin's birthday this week ! mannn, cant wait. hoho. we left around 4.45. shared a cab home with eugene, danny and brian. hoho reached home around 5.40. slept for an hour, before getting up and heading for service.. wah, thank god i could stay awake during service. today's message was just so awesome, touched my life. it really just helped me to see how god's kingdom operates. and how he moulds us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;GLORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my infirmities, for where i am weak, He is strong. and His strength is perfect. perfect enough to empower me to overcome the world. and world doesnt mean the world of spiritaul warfare only, but the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;its  the world which revolves, its the world i live in. every small little thing about my life, God cares enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;where sin abounds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;GRACE ! SUPER ABOUNDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;and the word 'abounds' for grace, is different from the one that refers to sin. when it says grace super abounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;the word 'abounds' is actually huperperisseuō. and it means super abounds, exceeding ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;god's grace exceeds every measure of my life, god's grace exceeds every understanding of how much grace i have in my life, even when i sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;and thats the grace my Jesus came to give, and guess what, He came to be your Jesus too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents are out of town for 4 days. they're headed up to KL. so yea, gonna be around alone for 4 days. bunk over anyone ? or we could go out late and chill whatsoever heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mannn, i'm empowered ! grace will huperperisseuō in my life ! AMEN. &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/6987119-1841671392267588329?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1841671392267588329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1841671392267588329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1841671392267588329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1841671392267588329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SjUrfKbCBYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/MckcBfyg3Yw/s72-c/14062009735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-9097210034993431162</id><published>2009-06-13T20:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:03:12.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;whew. its been a great week. thank you lord. i proclaim next week will be even better ! amen :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;cell outing on thursday was pretty good. i enjoyed myself :) and there's pretty good beef noodles at amg mo kio. the mall there. whatever its called lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;speaking of food, i've got craving to go eat good food next week ! mainly (not in order): prawn mee, mutton soup at bedok, beef noodles at lagoon, claypot at geylang, mee hoon kweh at bedok, block 85 food and so much more. AHHH. sometimes i'm proud to be in singapore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;aiya. i say one more time lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hello everyone. i'm not together with dione. so please, kindly stop assuming. we're close, thats between us. but we're not together. we have common beliefs, love good food, love to stone, slack. thats all. thank you for understanding. it'll be the last time i'm saying this. and dont say i'm snatching her away from you or whatsoever. not targeting anyone. just in general. you guys dont put in as much effort to keep in close contact with her, thats not my fault. thats between both of you. thats not my problem. but my problem is when you drag me in, and say i'm snatching her away. me and her are just friends, so technically, you and me are of equal priority. so dont say i'm snatching her away. you want to talk to her, just talk to her, or ask her out to play or whatever. lol. and so yes, thank you for understanding. if you have a problem, come look for me. my contact details : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;msn : saithelord@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;okay done. hope i made that clear. lol. dont be dumb and imature guys. just because you guys dont spend time with her, doesnt mean i'm snatching her away. thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hoho, i'm heading down to rebel later with danny moon and his friends. and one of his friends said i was handsome LOL. yay ! :D ahahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and i gotta wake up at 6.30 tmr. hoho gg ! &lt;/span&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/6987119-9097210034993431162?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/9097210034993431162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=9097210034993431162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9097210034993431162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9097210034993431162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5150494591419206706</id><published>2009-06-11T01:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:39:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the undeserving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si_oAotn30I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ej6OSRUgug4/s1600-h/eastyouth..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si_oAotn30I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ej6OSRUgug4/s400/eastyouth..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345746380338487106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si_oAotn30I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ej6OSRUgug4/s1600-h/eastyouth..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EAST YOUTH. &lt;33&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"not i, but the grace of god, which has caused me to labour more abundantly, than they all." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace is for the most undeserving. the guy whom the world world is against. the guy whom you'll least expect. because the first will be the last, and the last will be the first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-25569" class="versenum" value="21" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; So that servant came and reported these things to his master. Then the master of the house, being angry, said to his servant, ‘Go out quickly into the streets and lanes of the city, and bring in here &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; poor and &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; maimed and &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; lame and &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;blind.’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luke 14:21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace, for the undeserving. amen. went for prawn mee again today with dione, zac and jared. great fun, great time. :) i thank god. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr's marina barrage with youth cell. not east youth. sunday cell one. hohoho. FUN TIME. WOOOO. assignments, projects can wait. seek first the kingdom of god. everything else will fall into place. i believe so. amen !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bcm sent me a message today, while on the bus home. it was a message that really warmed my heart, made me feel so thankful, and you know, its great to be able to touch a person's life. its great. we believe the same stuff, we love food, we look to stone, talk cock. and tmr's barrage will be another opportunity. god, i thank you so much. BCM, YOU ROCK. (:(:(:(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bcm, i just wanna say, its been a great few months knowing you. and i thank god, you're receptive to the true gospel. i really salute you, when you make the effort to travel down just to have prawn mee. i'm thankful, for the small little things, when you make the effort to wait for me to go have fish soup, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you're sibei on,always bunking over to playing mahjong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you make the effort to always meet me on time before going for 1st service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for our short tauhuay breaks before cell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of all, i'm thankful that deep inside you, there's a silent but raging fire, to learn more about your savior, and mine as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si_s2cxvrdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/WaLrigHdEms/s320/12042009657.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345751702893997522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so, so, so damn blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;despite my failings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;he still blesses me. man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;where sin abounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;grace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; abounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;without you god, i'm nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;with you, i'm everything you want me to be. amen.&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/6987119-5150494591419206706?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5150494591419206706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5150494591419206706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5150494591419206706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5150494591419206706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/east-youth.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si_oAotn30I/AAAAAAAAAeI/ej6OSRUgug4/s72-c/eastyouth..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3762845793738247899</id><published>2009-06-10T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:59:06.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been another good day today ! god knows when i'm bored, and he knows i want to keep myself occupied during the holidays. and he makes plans for me. God is good, all the time. All the time, God is GOOD. he is good, and we need to know, realise, remember, and remind ourselves that He is GOOD. Amen ! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed down to Airport today with Danny, Justin, Gerald and Jinming for.. SAKAE! hahaha i enjoyed myself, and the buffet was pretty cheap. 16 person, inc. GST and service charge. Danny Justin and Gerald came over after that. played a bit of mahjong, and slacked around. good times. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year will be the year of free favors ! i proclaim ! the &lt;i&gt;dektos&lt;/i&gt; year of the lord! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a random thought: people can give words of wisdom, speak like they're damn mature or something, that their thinking is really sensible and all. but when it comes down to the crux of the situation, its these very same people, who dont really understand half of what they talk about, and suddenly you wonder if they're really that mature lol. dumbbbb. dont look at actions. just look at personality. cause true change starts from within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prawn mee tmr again with zac dione and my brother ! and maybe a meetup with danny and justin and gerald. we'll see. ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3762845793738247899?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3762845793738247899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3762845793738247899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3762845793738247899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3762845793738247899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-another-good-day-today-god.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2146798147102018285</id><published>2009-06-09T01:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:20:07.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh my body clock is really messed up right now lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been a whirlwind since term tests ended. went to kbox with danny, mujia, victoria, simon, jinming. pretty good time. :) and chinatown was nice food ! i'm planning to go on a food spree this holiday. jsut blow some cash and enjoy myself  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ethel's birthday on saturday !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a pretty good time, and just to see half-sis enjoy her birthday was just a joy to watch. its always good to see your close friends realise the extent of how much people around them care. ethel ! meet up after your taiwan trip ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si1RUmBv2vI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fTf5ctyweQE/s320/ethel!.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345017747005758194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joel, me, ethel, alex, justin. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday's service was fantastic ! short sermon, but houston brought his point across. and its such a revelation, to see that so often, we come up with excuses, come up with dumb reasons, jsut to do something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that it was hanging out at bedok reservoir with danny, justin and gerald (: we met around 10 pm, drank a little, then headed to 85 market for supper, and then continued our night picnic. hoho, what an awesome time. i've been looking forward to hanging out with them ever sicne before term tests. 19th June ! woooo. cant wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si1SOLEjczI/AAAAAAAAAd4/B1InMRUncI4/s320/07062009732.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345018736202183474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahaha. justin's in red, danny's in green, gerald's in white. and in black, is yours truly :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty good chat with them, talked about matters of the heart, people whom we know, some science here and there and loads of other stuff ahaha. and our convos made me realise, how the thinking of people (not the 3 of them) can be damn screwed up. people can portray two totally opposite personalities, and dont even realise there's something wrong. its.. weird. taught me to watch out for myself. make sure i dont drop to that level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prawn mee today with dione ! hahaha she's crazy man. she came all the way down from bishan just to have prawn mee. awesome cell member. lol. ANNOUNCEMENT: me and dione are not together ! just to clarify, because people are speculating and assuming and coming up to us. so yes, we're just close cause we have common beliefs, and we both love prawn mee, and we can click. very wrong/weird for a guy and girl to be close friends meh ? close doesnt mean together what. alamak. cmon, the world's got enough of weird people alr. stop adding to the list ! so yes, we dont really need any advice on relationships/counselling/advice on stumbling one another etc. and the list goes on. kinda hard for both of us to relate to, sorry :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HMM. i'm thinking of heading to chinatown tmr, or bedok, or go for a nice steamboat dinner. anyone free this week ? wanna go EAT ? :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ANYONE ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/6987119-2146798147102018285?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2146798147102018285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2146798147102018285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2146798147102018285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2146798147102018285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/heh-my-body-clock-is-really-messed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Si1RUmBv2vI/AAAAAAAAAdw/fTf5ctyweQE/s72-c/ethel!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3171747121930306688</id><published>2009-06-07T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:55:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really hate the message of mixture that puts people under bondage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3171747121930306688?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3171747121930306688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3171747121930306688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3171747121930306688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3171747121930306688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-hate-message-of-mixture-that.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2645704536568087268</id><published>2009-06-07T01:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:08:33.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's been a good day ! EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER ! ended yesterday, i thank god that he brought me through. he's with me, every step of the way. when i'm on the computer, when i'm taking the bus to school, when i'm taking my paper, when i'm studying in the libray, when i'm hanging out with friends, when i'm taking my dump on the "throne", even when i'm sleeping, he and his host of angels, are all surrounding me (; ensuring that my sleep is awesome (: great is He, the one who laid down His life for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random : its great that more and more people are coming to realise the true grace message. its juts warm and comforting to know (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slacked at home today till evening, before heading for half-sis's birthday party ! it was great, to just see her enjoy her day, even though i had no part in the planning of it. but it was comforting and joyful to see someone just realise that people around her care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God just made me realise today how much i've drifted from some people, mainly cause i keep going to other churches, or i dont really put in as much effort into friendships as i used to. and God just made me realise the truth so hard. and its difficult, to lay down my pride, and say and admit, that i havent put in effort to maintain friendships, and to show brotherly love, is to love, as christ loved us. i havent really washed their feet for awhile. put aside time, to sail with them on the boat across the sea of galilee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqrQ--XK-I/AAAAAAAAAco/Kn7geFZW6fA/s320/IMG_0306.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344272216099335138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MABEL ! i'm like to say i'm so, so sorry, that it took me such a long while to realise, that you still do care. every sunday, you're the one who'll come up to me first to say hi, and i know we've had our differences, our arguments and whatnot in the past. i'm sorry not being there for you. i hope you see this ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqrRiSW4fI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cZZRXaqnNDQ/s320/natme.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344272225578443250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAT ! i know things havent been going well between us since december, with alot of shit rising up between us. i guess most of it has been cleared up now, and its been a great blessing knowing you, and having you in my cell. THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS TAKING THE FIRST STEP TO PATCH THINGS UP. it takes alot of courage to take a first step. i salute !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqrikA5QPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/FoiI1BuVLT4/s320/drinkjoelme.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344272518099845362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOEL : hahaha i think back, and i thought to myself 'man we used to be alot closer.' but thats in the past. i apologise, that we drifted so much. unknowingly, but yet the gap is so huge, its probably the depth of 10 firetrenches ! haahaha ORD soon ! lots of time to catch up then (: youth camp too, maybe (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqrRT4fckI/AAAAAAAAAc4/rmK4FVw6vBg/s320/brotherhood..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344272221711856194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear, dear, ALEX AND JUSTIN : ever since you both went into army, things have changed. and its undeniable. change is nature, and expecially during the phase when 'boys become men'. i miss you both alot. maybe when all 3 of us, when you both can take leave, and i have my holidays, we should take a trip out of town or something. i treasure the times spent with you both, be it just a simple lunch, or just being dumb, or a simple game of dota. sorry i couldnt go down for lan today !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiquNPN_3uI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hoWwDxuh020/s320/4life.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344275450275290850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIONEL : yo dude. we havent caught up in awhile man. i guess we've drifted quite a bit, since our last meeting at block 85. hang out soon man ! miss you dude. though we're in different chuches now, we're still cousins, cousins today, tomorrow, forever (: forlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqsIXtxZGI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/kj0jXW5VDZ8/s320/IMG_4109.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344273167633441890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqvClJmSkI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0GYdZNmVO28/s320/IMG_0286.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344276366695483970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ETHEL, BIRTHDAY GIRL. - happy 20th half-sis ! you know, i realised that we've really, drifted so much, and we were never really that close, as how half-siblings should be man. and i admit, i never really put in that effort to draw us closer and all. and we've been together in so many camps ! the one at R2ME2, the one at salvation army (crazy horse lol !), the one at the geylang campsite, IMBAA at last year's youth camp boy's brigade campsite, and i think there's more but i cant recall lol. man i kinda suck as a half brother sometimes. but your sms really touched me today. thank you so much ! sometimes when i come into church, feeling down and all, talking to you seems to feel like talking to an old friend, where we havent talked much, but its still tight between both of us. brightens up my day. (: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;THANK YOUUUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. for being there. meet up soon after your taiwan trip, and tell me more about " you know.." :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay thats all (: its 2 am now. and i gotta get up at 6.30 tmr hoho. loong post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2645704536568087268?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2645704536568087268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2645704536568087268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2645704536568087268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2645704536568087268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-been-good-day-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiqrQ--XK-I/AAAAAAAAAco/Kn7geFZW6fA/s72-c/IMG_0306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2074110609951623476</id><published>2009-06-05T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:49:21.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>airport systems was pretty alright. not badd (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally. Management of Air cargo, more commonly know as mgtairc, is tmr. last paper. and time to take a good hiatus. whooo. thank you lord, for taking me through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of stuff to look forward to during holidays. anyone wanna meet up for coffee ? drop me a message on facebook, msn or my mobile. (: i'll gladly make time ! i wont preach, rest assured heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;msn convo with ser and walks with danny has made me realise alot of stuff. when we cultivate god's presence in our lives, he can speak to us anytime, whenever, wherever, however. and its touching, that he wants to be in tune with every part of our lives. (((: its comforting, liberating to have a revelation of that truth. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a second part to this post, but i'm contemplating putting it up. i will. maybe. its saved in drafts now. if you wanna know whats it, come talk to me. i'll share with you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i'm heading to bed. paper tmr. go julian ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shalommm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2074110609951623476?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2074110609951623476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2074110609951623476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2074110609951623476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2074110609951623476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/airport-systems-was-pretty-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2426277986242503850</id><published>2009-06-03T23:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:08:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;now of unimportance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AIRPORT ADMIN. OVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;lol the points are still crammed in my head though lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;let me rant for a lil bit, just wanan get rid of excess info lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Airline Flight Ops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;C-check : flight controls calibrated, 3k flight hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;D-check: stripping of aircraft interior to check for structural cracks. 20k flight hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airport Admin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Admin expert : Hr processes done faster, better, and CHEAPO like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiaaJqE2KjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/CqS9KHu7GMw/s320/guitarherovic.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343127498625788466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hahaha thats victoria (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Change Agent: Manage Transformation &amp;amp; organisational culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Employee champion: voiceof the employee/achieve high staff morale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-END-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hahahha okay thats done with thr ranting part. lol i got bored heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;two more papers ! Airport systems and Management of Air Cargo ! :D and then its OVER.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;heh today's paper wasnt as good as the others, but you knwo what ? god is with me through it all. when i'm mugging. when i head to the toilets. when i'm shitting. when jm's teaching us, when i'm listening to sermons on my ipod in the library, when i'm stoning, when i'm blogging this very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;he's with me every single moment of the way ! and you know what ? its not depended on my performance. he's still there to help me and bring me through everything, NO MATTER WHAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;in me lies a peace that surpasses all understand. and even though sometimes i dont feel the peace, i dont feel like he's there, i know in my heart he is. and when i cultivate his presence, he loves it (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;More Than Anything by Hillsong United is nice man. he's there always for me. and i love it the chorus, when they do the 'dut dut dut da!' then it goes, 'give it all, give it all, give it all to the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;who's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i had a revelation on just this line. that we dont give our lives all to him, serve like crazy, just to get his approval, and get life that he gives. its BECAUSE, He gave His life away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FREELY. I LOVE THE WORD FREELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-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-size:x-small;"&gt;so that i might have LIFE. AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;LIFE. MORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ABUNDANTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;! NOT JUST LIFE ALONE. BUT LIFE MORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ABUNDANTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. AND THAT IS A GIFT. A PROMISE, THAT WILL NEVER BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;man, i'm feeling the loveeeeee. ((((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;freak man, i've got so much revelation that God has given to me this week. eastyouth, i cant wait to share what god has blessed me with, with you guys! next week will be spent messing around with my drum set, guitar pedals, drinking with some school friends maybe. awesome. woooo ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2355h.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2426277986242503850?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2426277986242503850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2426277986242503850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2426277986242503850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2426277986242503850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/airport-admin.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiaaJqE2KjI/AAAAAAAAAcY/CqS9KHu7GMw/s72-c/guitarherovic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1443488035184664527</id><published>2009-06-03T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:07:02.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's paper was good too ! man, i really thank god, because i really didnt understand what the question was about, and god just prompted me the answers. i'm not really good at application questions, but where i am weak, there i am strong. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;airport admin tmr, and its a freaking huge chunk of info man. SOOPER dry subject. man. and i dont know why, i dont have the energy and motivation to revise. i kept being taken away by my sermon playing in the background, and god just prompted me a verse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;john 15:5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without him, we are nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got a new revelation about that verse. amazing, so encouraging. come ask me about it, i'll gladly share it with you. and maybe my mind being unable to focus, i think god wants me to just leave it all to him. because its not by my efforts. he knows airport admin has toooo much to study. he'll help me, and i'll be victorious ! because he's with me. amen. okay, i'm gonna rest. 3 more days ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;God, you are the strength in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in him is strength. &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/6987119-1443488035184664527?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1443488035184664527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1443488035184664527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1443488035184664527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1443488035184664527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-paper-was-good-too-man-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6371937943172455507</id><published>2009-06-02T00:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:54:22.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;got no reason to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not gonna hide the grace of god that has been given unto me any longer. people dont like it, thats not important. because they dont wanna by touched by Jesus, its not up to me. but i want to be. radical grace, will have radical results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;airfield was pretty good. thank you lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiQDcNet2FI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6Ui6gu5AMOo/s1600-h/01062009722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiQDcNet2FI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6Ui6gu5AMOo/s400/01062009722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342398841157965906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha this is my girdle. which i use to serve, and glorify. but its not the instrument, its the player. and guess what ! the player of this instrument, is thankful for his work on the cross. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR THIS SUNDAY. sorry random outburst, but man, houston is coming ! first time hearing him preach live. so its coool. man, i'm loving jesus more and more. but he loves me a million power infinity times more than i love him ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho. and when jesus comes and fills my heart, i find it so much easier to let go matters of the heart. studies, and whatsoever nonsense. i leave it to him. its a fantastic feeling. cause i know that all things will work out for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and when god says its good, man, i'm gonna believe he means good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come to me, all you that labour and are heavy laden, and i will give you rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the literal translation, it means, Jesus will rest me ! thats AWESOME. and you know what, in its richest essence, it means, i will cause you to rest ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I HAVE NO CHOICE, BUT TO BE RESTED. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and if its a promise from god, man i'm gonna claim it ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i dont care if others want to rest. they want to burn out, thats their choice, and i cant control their choices. but man, my choice is i'm gonna let him rest me ! le the son of god tend to me, feed me, give me water to drink. awesome !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;time to stop serving through my own self-effort.  i'm gonna let him FLOW. and i'll labour more abundantly, that they all, more abundantly than other people who serve and labour, because not i, but the astronomical grace of god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;AMEN. wooooo ! the holy spirit is flowing. and its such, such an awesome feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;got nothing to lose, we've got no reason to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We've got the answer inside of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 4px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 4px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the answer's inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6987119-6371937943172455507?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6371937943172455507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6371937943172455507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6371937943172455507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6371937943172455507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-no-reason-to-hide.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiQDcNet2FI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6Ui6gu5AMOo/s72-c/01062009722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7882971053014838639</id><published>2009-05-31T23:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:45:21.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAN ! I AM EMPOWERED. HALLELUJAH ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed for first service today, if you know what i mean. man, pastor lian has such awesome revelations that just blew me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiKljyuvC2I/AAAAAAAAAbk/nOgpoanxsJA/s400/Snapshot_20090531.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342014142346627938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought the new cd from hillsong ! heh cant wait to familiarise myself with the songs. heh maybe tab out some of them, once mother term tests are over. RAHH. term tests are annoying. BUT there's gonna be brian houston next week ! and not forgetting a large group going next week as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, jesus is attractive. when the being of christ is preached, it just attracts people. and when he exists in people, he makes them attractive. awesome. there's a reason why the message touches more lives than the law. because the law never gives life. it only kills. and in his time, and if god willing, i proclaim, i will preach in youth ! :D i've got my sermon ready. just ready to pop it and touch lives. amen. god is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhh ! god loves, loves me so damn much. today was so refilling. freak ! tmr will be the first of june. man 6 months pass really fast. another 6 months, and by his grace, i can transit. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol was just poking around on esword. was at joshua, and the name joshua means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;yehôsahû‛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which means jehovah-saved, or jesus saved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a joshua ! and if i am jesus-saved, then i'll be saved from anything. any circumstances, any sin, any shame, any condemnation, any trial, any hardship, any exam, any test, any criticism. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;enter &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;yerûshâlayim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, city of peace. amen. i can face this week, effortlessly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;airfield systems tmr. in his grace, i will operate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on his wings, spread out, pierced for my transgressions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i.will.soar.&lt;/span&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/6987119-7882971053014838639?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7882971053014838639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7882971053014838639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7882971053014838639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7882971053014838639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-i-am-empowered.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiKljyuvC2I/AAAAAAAAAbk/nOgpoanxsJA/s72-c/Snapshot_20090531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7896135600025817190</id><published>2009-05-30T13:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:09:29.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. i'm down with the flu ! mother. blocked nose, and a screwed throat, and exams are in 2 days time. i proclaim that the resurrection life of jesus which flows through me, will manifest its healing AMEN. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i still care, no matter what.&lt;/span&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/6987119-7896135600025817190?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7896135600025817190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7896135600025817190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7896135600025817190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7896135600025817190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahh.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4129090447442676421</id><published>2009-05-29T12:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:10:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can tell how much a person is in grace, by looking a the capacity of his/her heart. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and whether the heart extends to just his/her friends, or to everyone, enemies and disliked people included. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because only agape love is unfailing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, i realised something today. that god uses those who're really unexpected. he uses fishermen, tax collectors etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in today's context, its the people who're what people consider 'bad eggs' who rise up, because grace is for the undeserving, disqualified. its these 'bad eggs' who really have god's grace manifested in their lives, and they shall labour more abundantly. because these 'bad eggs' are those who are least expected to become someone great in the kingdom of god. but whoever's the last, will become first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, i'm happy to be a bad egg. because i've got nothing to be proud of, but in christ, i am what i am today. thank god for grace. because the deserving never get any. WAHA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats the way the kingdom operates. and the good news is that, its not this worldly kingdom that matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god's kid (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4129090447442676421?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4129090447442676421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4129090447442676421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4129090447442676421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4129090447442676421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-can-tell-how-much-person-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6848655446148434530</id><published>2009-05-27T19:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:37:24.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;beauty in beholder's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H1N1's hit us ! it was only a matter of time. bound to hit us one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But its okay ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-15403" class="versenum" value="7" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; A thousand may fall at your side,&lt;br /&gt;         And ten thousand at your right hand; &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; it shall not come near you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;psalms 91:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i really believe in this verse so strong. a thousand people may die from bird flu in mexico, ten thousand in other countries. but it will not come near &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;. why ? such a simple reason. god loves me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;oh yea i'm his sweet child of mineee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;starts singing sweet child of mine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;danny, fongyee, mujia, pearlyn, simon, diana, victoria, daryl, jinming. i claim this verse over your lives. H1N1 wont even touch you. i love all of you dearly, even though i dont openly express it at times. sorry ah, public display of affection isnt my cuppa tea :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sh0hG1kVoQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/pVjvXu-wgnc/s400/porto.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 287px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340461134473699586" /&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;headed to carl's junior today with danny, simon, victoria, daryl, jinming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i had portobello mushroom burger! :D good stuff. damnit, i just wish they'll harvest a whole field of portobello mushrooms and shove it into my burger. mannnn. i wanna have a mushroom farm! that'll be uber cool :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sh0j_UTn2AI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Bm5VVgprl4Y/s400/porto+field%27.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340464303821019138" /&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;okay lah my drawing kinda sucks, dont say alr. there's a reason why i'm never involved in design. i'll fail miserably !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sh0ke4-uuRI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JOzxnGnxQfg/s400/06112008129.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340464846241446162" /&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;get well soon pearlyn (: i'll be praying !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6987119-6848655446148434530?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6848655446148434530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6848655446148434530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6848655446148434530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6848655446148434530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-in-beholders-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sh0hG1kVoQI/AAAAAAAAAbM/pVjvXu-wgnc/s72-c/porto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6960121004686906151</id><published>2009-05-27T09:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:34:00.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;facing the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShyXrf_ffDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/syqrhnzk7I8/s1600-h/face+the+music..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShyXrf_ffDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/syqrhnzk7I8/s400/face+the+music..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340310031732538418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;if only, emotions were like crochets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&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/6987119-6960121004686906151?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6960121004686906151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6960121004686906151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6960121004686906151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6960121004686906151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/facing-music.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShyXrf_ffDI/AAAAAAAAAbE/syqrhnzk7I8/s72-c/face+the+music..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-9016097554957554493</id><published>2009-05-26T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:44:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;build you a fire if the furnace breaks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thank you for that short video danny.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meant so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-9016097554957554493?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/9016097554957554493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=9016097554957554493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9016097554957554493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/9016097554957554493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/build-you-fire-if-furnace-breaks-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4738064585970508249</id><published>2009-05-24T22:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:44:52.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i've got so much stuff to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Airport admin assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. prepare public speaking special occasion speech draft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. prepare for exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sounds little, but its quite alot. but god's with me, so everything's gonna be alrighttt. favoured child :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;its been a weekend, tiring, but satisfying. had a stayover with friends, mostly cell people, and it was great to have them over, and there were 8 of them, including me and my brother would be 10. awesome time. mahjong, bridge, singing songs and just slacking. i dont really mind whatever reason they come to cell for. because if there's a reason for them to come, its good enough for me. i just share the word, and the word will change their lives. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the next two weeks are gonna be 'shiong' with all the pressure coming from school. but i'm not gonna be stressed over something so trivial as school. Jesus is my shalommm peace. AMEN :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4738064585970508249?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4738064585970508249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4738064585970508249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4738064585970508249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4738064585970508249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-got-so-much-stuff-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8139021993176248499</id><published>2009-05-23T23:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:27:38.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;its not over tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShgUTafLBEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7YGwAciHaQU/s1600-h/birthday09-802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShgUTafLBEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7YGwAciHaQU/s320/birthday09-802.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339039682007860290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;because life's too short to let things go to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8139021993176248499?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8139021993176248499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8139021993176248499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8139021993176248499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8139021993176248499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-lifes-too-short-to-let-things.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShgUTafLBEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/7YGwAciHaQU/s72-c/birthday09-802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1021688827245075440</id><published>2009-05-20T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:30:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its amazing to see that God cares, everytime. its just amazing. His love for me, is endless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came home today after a long day in school, and the whole day i was feeling listless, and my mind's been filled thinking about lots of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i took a shower after coming back, and without the distractions of people and technology, God just suddenly visited me. and i wasnt praying or anything. he just came, and we had sort of a conversation. i wasnt talking out loud, but my spirit inside was communing with Him. and God was listening to my thoughts the whole day, and he just had a conversation with me, so real, and it was really what i needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he brought me to the time of issac and jacob. back to the first book of genesis. and god showed me how fast issac married rebecca. just waiting for a sign, for a woman whose flock was waiting to be fed, and then after that a meal between them both, and they got married. and i'm very sure their marriage was a happy one. they're decendants of abraham ! and then god took me to jacob and rachel. the moment jacob saw rachel, he fell in love with her, and served 14 years just to get her hand in marriage. and it was a really happy one too, considering jacob's two favourite sons were through rachel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;society has made relationships so complex, so many conditions, so many factors, and its deceived so many people, making people have the impression, that they have to be so much more, just so they can find a life partner. this screwed up perception has made people view relationships according to a person's qualifications, looks, achivements etc. and i dont deny, that its deceived even us christians as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but God really spoke to me today. look at issac and jacob. they never really went through looking at qualifications, compatibility whatsoever. and i as a christian, finding a life partner, doesnt really have any conditions to fulfill. in the end, its all just about whether feelings for each other are mutual, and if both of them love God more than their spouse, then thats all that matters. as decendants of abraham, whoever we choose, god will annoint. like jacob, you love someone, you just go for it, without worrying about the differences whatsoever, and the only thing we need to make sure is if the other half, whether boyfriend or girlfriend, put Jesus first above everything else. because Jesus has to be the glue in a relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we can only love God more than our spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend, when we realise He gave up his son for us. and showing that agape love that Jesus showed us, to our boyfriend/girlfriend, is all we need to do. to love without limit. that no matter what, we'll always love the person, even if the person doesnt appreciate it. because when Jesus gave up his life, he didnt just give it up who accepted it, but also those who rejected, those who didnt appreciate what he did. and thats the true agape love, the unconditional love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knew what was troubling me, and i guess all people will be touched, when they feel the agape love. its amazing. Jesus gave up his life, even though our feelings werent mutual yet, and he just waited for us, to finally realise the love he had for us, and then the feelings become mutual. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love has no boundaries. &lt;/span&gt;no heart too cold, no heart too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relationships. its not that complex as the world portrays it to be. its so simple. you like someone, if the feeling's mutual, and if both of you put God before your spouse, then thats all. its really, really, not that complex as what it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i'll care, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you Lord, for opening my eyes. you touched my heart, just what i needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lord my banner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1021688827245075440?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1021688827245075440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1021688827245075440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1021688827245075440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1021688827245075440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-amazing-to-see-that-god-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5352090806958261855</id><published>2009-05-19T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:10:15.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShIg2GpybUI/AAAAAAAAAas/gxz7f3pt1-Q/s320/10032009618.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337364622258367810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend told me something yesterday, which really triggered my thinking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'going to live up to the potential i know i have.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i realised. then my destiny, my potential, is to be more than a conqueror. and i can have victory over everything in this life through Jesus Christ ! i guess its a truth i forgot, and always asking myself why do i still fall, even when i dont want to ? why do i do things i dont want to do ? but that shouldnt be the question i'm asking. the question i should be asking is, ' sin, where is your sting ? i'm still the righteousness of God in Christ.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;revelation. even in the the lower points of my life. there his strength is made perfect in my weakness. He's sovereign over my life. and because of the cross, the path of the righteous will only get brighter. amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assignment is due next week, and i really have no motivation to start. ahhh. heck it. i'll do it over the next few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for jogging this morning with danny. clocked in around 11 minutes for 2.4. but i know i can do faster. definitely (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to get a pair of new running shoes. running is kinda fun. brings back memories of old days, where the track was the stage, where the track was a development of strength, development of perseverance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm oer the running days now. but its great to be running again. and track is better, once you get used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;running anyone ? i'm not here to lose weight. thats just something that'll take place subconciously. running maybe to.. i dont know. fun i guess ? heh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5352090806958261855?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5352090806958261855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5352090806958261855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5352090806958261855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5352090806958261855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-told-me-something-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShIg2GpybUI/AAAAAAAAAas/gxz7f3pt1-Q/s72-c/10032009618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1979035300834309242</id><published>2009-05-17T19:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:47:27.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a great weekend ! prawn noodle outings with dione, fyrhto dinner, service was great. oh yea ! thank god for the weekend !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sg_8Y3xICAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/oX-R0ptjHL0/s400/fyrhtobar..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336761587674384386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome time we had at alps cafe. baoyi and bev arent in the picture heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had my first waterfall and flaming lambo both on the same night. awesome stuff. planning to try a graveyard next time (: just had an awesome time chilling out, considering i havent seen them for around 5 months, man i miss them. too bad eileen, JY, and hippo couldnt make it ): its okay, next outing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh school's gonna be a bore again. rahhh. thank god for good friends (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cell stayover's this friday, and i predict its gonna be fun. man i tell you, God's good. no matter how many times i screw up, he still proves faithful. that he'll take care of me, and he'll never leave me nor forsake me. how awesome's that man. God knew i needed new clothes, and he just provided for me. My uncle just bought me back a pair of trousers from banana republic in US. hoho. awesome. and train rides home, walks to places, helps me to catch up with people, both in and out of church. just fantastic. the small things that god provides, helps me to appreciate him so much more. that no matter what, His love for me never changes. Perfect love. awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 more days of school, and then its gonna be cellll stayover. hoho. good times are coming. all because of one thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;barrage was pretty good. great company, so its not bad. PEEKCHERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShAnzBfu4rI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xG8iWxtfL1M/s400/kitebarrage.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809315962380978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO PRIDE, GO FLY KITE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShAnzf00nLI/AAAAAAAAAaU/0II_O-5KaWk/s400/yogabarrage.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809324103900338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they say yoga's good for the soul. hmm. i dont feel different though. pui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShAnzNtnjpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rPlhiTGfaP8/s400/cpupicture2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809319241846418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShAnzA5r3iI/AAAAAAAAAaE/CM3vBUcXBHs/s400/cpupicture.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809315802799650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny and Diana ! totally crazy have fun kind. ahahaha just thinking about them makes me smilee LOL. just freaking look at Danny's toot face. how not to laugh ! hahaha. and camwhores too for that matter ! its been a pleasure ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ShAnzcIyPHI/AAAAAAAAAac/Ho7_Ln5idxg/s400/barrage802.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809323113888882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here we are, the 6 of us heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's good. ((((((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma happy child of God, and God knows my deepest desires in my heart. and i dont even have to worry whether he'll take care of it, cause even small things, he cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord you are goooood, and your mercy endureth forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: just watched indescribable again, by louie giglio. it brought back memories, but more importantly, i'm reminded of God's unending love for me. that this huge universe. i cant even describe it. so have my transgressions been removed from me, to the end of the universe. and He still loves me the same, no more, no less, no matter how many times i sin. what a Jesus we have. wooo.&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/6987119-1979035300834309242?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1979035300834309242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1979035300834309242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1979035300834309242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1979035300834309242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-great-weekend-prawn-noodle.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sg_8Y3xICAI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/oX-R0ptjHL0/s72-c/fyrhtobar..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4880788923098824360</id><published>2009-05-15T01:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:04:15.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another night out with Danny after his work at bedok reservoir. great fun, followed by supper at 85, and then back to reservoir again. its great to just chill, talk cock, and thank god there's water cooler there. we dont emo okay ! we're just there to chill, have fun. cmon, its boring at home anyways. okay not for many of you. but yea, spending time outside with friends is good, especially with people who're open-minded and stuff. fantastic (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGIF ! cell's coming over tmr, and a picnic at barrage ! heh. i'm not gonna give a crap what anyone says, or what anyone thinks. just gonna go crazy, have fun, do what i always do, play frisbee, swim in the fountain area. dao everyone. i'm gonna have my fun. what've i gotta lose anyway ? face only ! who cares. i've got 10 times their character, looks, personality whatsoever. cause i'm God's favoured, through Christ ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont care what they say about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's ALRIGHT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They'll get it one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing for service this sunday. and david's sharing word ! should be a good time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahaha. not forgetting fyrhto dinner on saturday. oh yea ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgxc6eqLT4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/s0yKIQpcL_4/s400/blueyellowwol.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335741818259328898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho thats my wolverine going down this rope. cooool shit. ((: i've got the blue and yellow suit btw, and the yellow and brown one too ! heh its a bonus stage. pretty tough, but i got past it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4880788923098824360?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4880788923098824360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4880788923098824360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4880788923098824360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4880788923098824360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-night-out-with-danny-after-his.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgxc6eqLT4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/s0yKIQpcL_4/s72-c/blueyellowwol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5429197231168189055</id><published>2009-05-13T20:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:11:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere only we know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somewhere only we know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;had some coffee today at starbucks. tried out white chololate mocha, pretty nice actually (: but caramel frapp is still better (: accompanied by a long talk with danny. hoho, talked about all kinds of stuff lol. anime, politics, school, people, aiya alot lah. but i enjoyed myself. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgro-YwZSZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BOhXy8ZD17o/s400/od53kill.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335332867068742034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just had a random game with justin and syafiq. pretty tough match. first match i wont with OD though. 53 kills, longest streak of 24 (: 558 creep kills :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont worry, i'm not back on dota. lol. i just deleted my wc3 folder. just wanted to have a random game with them hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh i need a break. just chill out and slack. thank god for great friends. politics going on in school and all. but aiya. heck this whole shit. if no one's gonna face up to it, there's nothing i can do. dao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgq9cIncKaI/AAAAAAAAAZc/v_rERtN3mII/s400/8us.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335284999620667810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good ol' times. i miss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5429197231168189055?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5429197231168189055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5429197231168189055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5429197231168189055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5429197231168189055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='somewhere only we know.'/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgro-YwZSZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BOhXy8ZD17o/s72-c/od53kill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8044887040428044789</id><published>2009-05-12T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:23:20.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS DONE.</title><content type='html'>HOORAY :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgl6g0fbyUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bcbswidzjdw/s320/wolverine..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929937861953858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooo ! the game's completed ! sorry this screenshot was the best i could take so far. this move was actually executed in mid air, but i took it too late. the one before this was one where shaved off three heads with a lunge. awesome graphics. I CANT WAIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i've got a class dota match now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm nto back on dota, just a game with my classmates. their really noob, cause they just started, so they keep losing. need me ah :D haahaha. playing against 803 i think. hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really like this quote. one of the more deep quotes i know of, and it acutally makes sense. sounds simple, yet profound in its own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);  line-height: 17px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Imperfection is beauty, maddess is genius. &lt;br /&gt;It's better to be absolutely ridiculous than to be absolutely boring.&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes down to it, I let them think what they want,&lt;br /&gt;because if they care enough to bother with what I do,&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;em&gt;I'm already better than them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);   line-height: 17px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);   line-height: 17px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgmhpDOmKtI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rh1O3zVR22g/s400/wolverineleviathan.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972960210299602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);   line-height: 17px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);   line-height: 17px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);  line-height: 17px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;wolverine fighting the leviathan. awesome shitz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50);   line-height: 17px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50); font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 48px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(78, 44, 50); font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 17px;"&gt;finally, after my dear computer has been on for straight 4 days torrenting, i guess it finally needs a shutdown to rest. hoho. and time to get back on the sermons. this game will not steal my time away. just that wolverine's always been my favourite character in xmen. awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8044887040428044789?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8044887040428044789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8044887040428044789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8044887040428044789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8044887040428044789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-done.html' title='IT IS DONE.'/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sgl6g0fbyUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bcbswidzjdw/s72-c/wolverine..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6780556079114843877</id><published>2009-05-11T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:27:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's been good. cause of really small things. the terminal which was shown during class, the small gestures people make which i really appreciate, the friends who're cool to chill around with, and i played guitar hero today again ! HOHO :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm downloading X-Men Origins : Wolverine the game for PC. i cant wait ! its like freaking 6 gb and i'm at 80%. lets hope it'll be done by tmr ((: cant wait !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES. i'm so damn crazy about guitar hero. damnit. i want a wii ! seems like a waste of cash though. HOW . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6780556079114843877?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6780556079114843877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6780556079114843877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6780556079114843877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6780556079114843877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-been-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3720812568001896245</id><published>2009-05-11T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:48:32.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weekend's been good. god answered my prayers for a good weekend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guitarhero, htc roadshows with annoying and kiasu singaporeans driving me up the wall. and small tihngs in between like short talks with friends i havent talked to in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been good. oh damn. there's public speaking this tuesday again. MOTHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a htc dream or htc diamond 2 or htc HD ! or renoir ! DAMNNNNN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3720812568001896245?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3720812568001896245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3720812568001896245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3720812568001896245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3720812568001896245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends-been-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3223634835262816034</id><published>2009-05-08T01:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:51:48.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;weekends are here. and its pretty empty i guess. saturday is totally nothing to do. damn. i gotta get a life man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm boreed. anyone wanna head out, coffee maybe ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3223634835262816034?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3223634835262816034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3223634835262816034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3223634835262816034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3223634835262816034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-only-meant-for-everything-to-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2490090503110071390</id><published>2009-05-07T22:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:02:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went pretty alright. thank god.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgLywEOs-sI/AAAAAAAAAYs/SZsQgZ60IiA/s320/fendertele.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333091816343141058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Vintage Telecaster '52 ! FREAK this guitar is so damn awesome. God please, please. for your glory lord. bless me lord ! cause i'm your child. AMEN. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgLywCWQSdI/AAAAAAAAAY0/g8Weluc5mBY/s320/steinberger..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 103px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333091815837944274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, for now, i pray this guitar will be coming along soon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really awesome guitar too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steinberger Synapse 2F. damnnnn. My God will take care of me, and bless me ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgLzfdQJ3lI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lxCjPM8DB1A/s320/guitarhero.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333092630513966674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GUITAR HERO AT TAMPONE! SOOPER fun ! damnn. its like 1.50 per song. gay man. but damn fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgLzfrc9UMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qxiO5jChiTY/s320/guitarherovic.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333092634325766338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with victoria ! hahaha she's good eh ! can win me lor ! but i own her back late game. :D:D hahaha victoria :D train harder lah ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damnn. i wanna buy so much stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;female berms from mango, female black jeans from mango, pair of oni tigers, the tele, synapse, and guitarhero, mac mini, LG renoir or htc dream, Dior crocodile skin vintage jacket which costs 4000 dollars. oh my son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lololol. but in His time. and he'll give me exceedingly, abundantly, ABOVE all i can ask or think. i dont care how absurd it sounds. i just ask and believe. no harm in doing that. and i know that God watches over His word to perform it. (Jeremiah 1:12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In His time. and i really thank god. that he's working in my life, so subtlely. like how the buses just come the moment i reach the bus stop. when he's taught me how to love people like i've never did, for the patience he's put in my heart, for granting the deepest desire in my heart, for so much more, listing it will just be crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-29477" class="versenum" value="17"  style=" vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Colossians 1:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;IN HIM, ALL THINGS CONSIST !&lt;/span&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:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the greek word for consist here is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sunistēmi. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;which is made up of two different words, 'soon' and 'histemi'. soon means together, and histemi means holdup. put them together, sunistēmi means 'hold up together', or hold together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our lord, all things HOLD together ! In his hands, our lives will never fall apart. he'll never let us fall apart, never let us crumble ! i looked through esword for this word, and i came across it. man. God is great. the person who invented esword is a GENIUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGIT. thank god its thursday ! i've got a 4 days school week, which i really love alot. just awesome. my weekends are like half of my week, including thursday afternoons which are spent nuaing in lecture theatres. ahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant wait to see what god has in store for me in the future. ohhh yeaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeeeling the lurrrvee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2490090503110071390?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2490090503110071390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2490090503110071390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2490090503110071390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2490090503110071390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-went-pretty-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SgLywEOs-sI/AAAAAAAAAYs/SZsQgZ60IiA/s72-c/fendertele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5691559367389779120</id><published>2009-05-06T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:02:52.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all my life, i've wanted to watch the lake house (movie). never got a chance to. finally today i did.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know it came out 3 years a go back in 2006. but at least i finally got to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its such an awesome show. i dont even know how to put it into words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though sandra bullock gave up hope on everything between her and keanu reeves, she realised just at the very end, how much he cared for her, exactly on the day he was supposed to die. and sometimes, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love really has no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;. no matter how far they are, no matter the time difference between them, no matter what happens, they held on strong. i saw the writing on the wall for her, the tree he planted, the house he painted. and the book that sandra gave to keanu. that scene was really touching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though its just a movie, but guess what. the movie is directed, produced based on the human mind, and to conceive up a storyline like that is remarkable. usually either party dies in most shows. but this one was an exception. fantastic show. if you guys want the link to watch, msn me. pretty good quality and fast streaming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5691559367389779120?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5691559367389779120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5691559367389779120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5691559367389779120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5691559367389779120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-my-life-ive-wanted-to-watch-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7279225320137776822</id><published>2009-05-05T23:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:20:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are too, days where i feel anal where i feel shit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there're times where i really want God to take all of me, to heaven. where he'll remove all the sorrows, all the tears. and let me just spend eternity with Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know, he's sovereign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7279225320137776822?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7279225320137776822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7279225320137776822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7279225320137776822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7279225320137776822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-are-too-days-where-i-feel-anal.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5704220867858565047</id><published>2009-05-04T22:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:49:41.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooo. here we go. thursday. ready for it, because Jesus walks before me. i may be 18, small, not ready enough to face this mountain in front of me. but if i have faith as small as a mustard seed and say to this mountain, MOVE, it will. i believe it. so strong. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As Jesus is, so are We in this world. 1 john 4:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats the way god sees us. but i've had revelation !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats the way god sees us, and thats who we ARE! literally ! As Jesus healed the man born blind, so am I, who has the power to heal the blind. as Jesus is, holy, almighty, because He is in me as I am in Him, i have the same power that Jesus has ! whatever Jesus can do, so can i ! because my faith is in the cross. and philippians 4:13, when it says ALL things, it really means ALL things. not somethings, ALL things. anytihng is possible. raising people from the dead, facing all this persecution, despite my age, despite my sins, my flaws. because Christ strengthens me ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my gosh, and this is the best revelation, which just flowed even as i'm typing. The same RESURRECTION life that flows through Jesus, my vine, flows through me ! ((: and i am in him, as he is in me. what a beautiful revelation. He who has the power to resurrect himself after being dead from three days, has given me the power, which flows through me. and through Jesus' finished work on the cross, if death is overcome, then i can overcome, ANYTHING. which brings me to one of the most beautiful verses, 1 john 5: 4-5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30623" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; For whatever is born of God &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;overcomes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And this is the victory that has overcome the world—our faith. &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30624" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Who is he who overcomes the world, but he who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;believes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that Jesus is the Son of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe. I believe He came to die for me because he loves me so much, so that i might have an abundant life in Jesus Christ. Amen. how great, is He who gave his life up, just for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i am weak, then I am strong. in persecutions, i will be strong. Jesus is my defender. and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MY SIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Jesus is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;my shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Jesus is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;my provider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and what a beautiful and literal revelation he came to give. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He will never leave me, nor forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because on the cross, God forsook Jesus, so that i'll never be forsaken. Amen. Jesus is so great. awesome in every way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-29026" class="versenum" value="9" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-29027" class="versenum" value="10" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Therefore I take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;persecutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take pleasure ! this verse just clears all the doubts in my head about my faith. that even through all persecution, taking pleasure in them, just like Paul did, is exactly what's to be done. And i can glory ! in all my infirmities, because God still sees me as righteous. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol after reading what i just wrote in that previous paragraph up there, i can bet people are going to say ' are you giving people the license to sin, julian ? are you saying that its alright ? ' hahaha, all i'm going to say is, think before you comment. you dont need a license to sin at all. you've been sinning since Day 1 without a license. lol. if you guys wanna meet up for coffee to talk more, contact me on msn, saithelord@hotmail.com. its cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i just gotta let this burst out ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT DEVIL ! CMON. IS THAT ALL YOU GOT ?! HE THATS IN ME, IS GREATER THAN HE THAT'S IN THE WORLD ! GREATER THAN YOU DEVIL ! AMEN ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy post, and all, but who cares ! i'm crazy about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-29028" class="versenum" value="11" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; I have become a fool in boasting;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just 2 verses after 2 Corinthians 12:9. yes i'm a fool. foolish enough to ignore all thats going on around me, ignore all the stuff the devil's throwing at me, but focus on the cross. the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ultimate&lt;/span&gt; expression of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, you're so damn awesome. i just click the button ' Create post', and everything starts flowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday with you Lord, is sweeter than the day before (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here we go, Jesus ! face the persecution with me ! ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;shalom !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;those who know my mother blog, do go there for updates as well !  &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/6987119-5704220867858565047?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5704220867858565047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5704220867858565047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5704220867858565047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5704220867858565047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5279473106502221286</id><published>2009-05-03T22:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:24:26.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS WEEK WILL BE A GOOD WEEK, I PROCLAIM ! AMEN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its weird, cause people who're having problems with me, are the very people who've never heard me share before. And its puzzling, cause the people who would normally question me first should be people who're maybe from my cell, or people who have heard my sharing. but well, everyone's entitled to their opinions. them, and also, including me. heh. works both ways (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-29348" class="versenum" value="16" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Above all ! above everything ! i will take up the shield of faith. faith in who ? faith in Christ Jesus my Lord and savior. ((: and with which, I WILL be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one ! Whatever's thrown at me, it'll be quenched Amen ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;mann, i feeeeel good, teh neh neh neh neh neh neh, sings the i feel good song* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;my faith in Christ Jesus, that he's my righteousness, will help me overcome everything in this world, even my faith. 1 John 5:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;recently, i've found the capacity to love people so much more than i used to, and i thank god he softened my heart. i never really loved my east youth cell that much in the past, come to think of it. and now everyday, i'm thinking of events, activities, so that they'll have a place they belong to, a cell group, thats not about to fade that soon, unlike the youth cell groups which are restructured every year, which is kinda of a short period for tight bonds to be fostered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;my aim, 20 people. and God will give us exceedingly abundantly, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all that we can ask or think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;think big, and God has to exceed it. amen to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;shalom ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;JuL scribbled at 10.36PM. forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6987119-5279473106502221286?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5279473106502221286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5279473106502221286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5279473106502221286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5279473106502221286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-week-will-be-good-week-i-proclaim.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7100909531198300356</id><published>2009-05-02T12:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:15:52.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvIOx04uFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/-5HqRrddPo8/s1600-h/US..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvIOx04uFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/-5HqRrddPo8/s320/US..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074740141996114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the few things that bring me so much joy. East youth cell. i pray that you'll realise the the meaning of this life you're living, this life i'm living, this life we're all living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH_MxQDnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4_hnn3H4Ga4/s1600-h/poooool..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH_MxQDnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4_hnn3H4Ga4/s320/poooool..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074472496598642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poool. taken by BCI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH_Im89rI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uPY_rD9bmRE/s1600-h/pool4..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH_Im89rI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uPY_rD9bmRE/s320/pool4..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074471379662514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POOL again ! swimming pool this time, dione, zac and yongjin. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-y5F49I/AAAAAAAAAYM/A4CVRXSLbig/s1600-h/cellbus..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-y5F49I/AAAAAAAAAYM/A4CVRXSLbig/s320/cellbus..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074465550164946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho this picture. members who were heading to raina's place to play wii. aweesomee. sam, raina, eugene, dionee and jared. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-n5INeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gBdlfwH1Y0o/s1600-h/BCMtake..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-n5INeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gBdlfwH1Y0o/s320/BCMtake..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074462597527010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dioneeeeee. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-qeAgJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BSp8445jjJg/s1600-h/BCM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvH-qeAgJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BSp8445jjJg/s320/BCM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074463289082002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BCM. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvFb9KSPLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IHSvHqeHYf8/s1600-h/01052009687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvFb9KSPLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IHSvHqeHYf8/s320/01052009687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331071667987954866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cell mahjong ! at my place yesterday. cooooool shit. while waiting for charles. ahahha. most happening cell for sure man. and nothing but the grace of god, will be able to touch their lives, and make them victorious in Jesus Christ. i just preach grace, you guys just realise the true length that Christ went out for you. thats all. so simple. and i now understand why paul said' i pray your minds not be removed, by the simplicity of the gospel.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvFbzbP9GI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gJ1pnrhX8JE/s1600-h/huangcheng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvFbzbP9GI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gJ1pnrhX8JE/s320/huangcheng.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331071665374753890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huangcheng. awesome show, definitely going back next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fongyee, me, simon, danny. awesome people. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beloved scribbled at 12.16PM. try to make it up.&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/6987119-7100909531198300356?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7100909531198300356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7100909531198300356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7100909531198300356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7100909531198300356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-few-things-that-bring-me-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfvIOx04uFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/-5HqRrddPo8/s72-c/US..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7860174099043857172</id><published>2009-05-01T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:00:34.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch passion of the christ on youtube today. i skipped al lthe way to the flogging, and the crucifiction of Jesus Christ. it made me cry, just like it always has, and once again a reminder, of what i'm living my life for. to be none other than a great testimony of the very man, yet very god, who gave his life for me. with a blink of an eye, he could have killed the two roman soldiers flogging him. with just a thought, he could have killed all those persecuting him. with just a motion, he could h aveput the soldiers in his place, and made them suffer. but he didnt. He prayed 'God, My heart is ready.'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i know i'm am the soldier. my sins, my imperfections that caused him to be whipped, that cause him to wear the crown of thorns, that caused his bones to be broken, that caused him to be crucified, just for me. just for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said as well, 'Those who persecute you, are instead persecuting me.' but for the man who went all out to save me. for the man who spent 3 days in hell, who went through the worst death and torture a man could ever go through, so that i can spend eternity with Him in heaven, persecution is nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Praise be to Jesus ! For because of his finished work on the cross, my sins shall never be counted against me, and sin shall never be imputed into me. And King David says 'Blessed is He, whom the Lord shall not impute sin.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed am I. and Blessed are you, if you remember the cross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfnX1-vrPnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/HKaYT_VMqzU/s320/jesus..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330528956345695858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18712" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Surely He has borne our griefs &lt;br /&gt;      And carried our sorrows; &lt;br /&gt;      Yet we esteemed Him stricken, &lt;br /&gt;      Smitten by God, and afflicted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18713" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; But He &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; wounded for our transgressions, &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;He was&lt;/i&gt; bruised for our iniquities; &lt;br /&gt;      The chastisement for our peace &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; upon Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6987119-7860174099043857172?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7860174099043857172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7860174099043857172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7860174099043857172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7860174099043857172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-to-watch-passion-of-christ-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SfnX1-vrPnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/HKaYT_VMqzU/s72-c/jesus..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3683503073206055544</id><published>2009-04-29T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:55:51.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from dinner today, and i felt a tugging in my heart to talk to my ncc caregroup leader.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i thank god i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the moment in time, in my heart i was feeling miserable, feeling like an ass because of things i've caused, feeling discouraged to carry on with life, feeling listless, feeling lonely. and then she prayed for me, and it being a prayer from someone who understands grace, she knew what mattered, god's spirit just came upon me, and the tears fell. not tears of sadness, but tears of peace. that God cares. Even a simple prayer over the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said something that hit me, that God cares so, so damn much, he sent His son to die for me, and God cares so much i cant even explain how much, that every thought i think of in my head, God cares. He knows every single thought i have, and every desire that i have, everything that i think about, and even those i dont think. and He cares so much, he wants to make a difference in my life, and bless me. He wants to be the center of my life, He wants to love me, care for me, wants whats best for me, and just be in tune with my life, my thoughts, my desires, my hurts, my cares, my everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh great is He, who gave His life for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3683503073206055544?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3683503073206055544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3683503073206055544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3683503073206055544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3683503073206055544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/came-back-from-dinner-today-and-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2805747601294340621</id><published>2009-04-27T23:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:00:37.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;was just playing salvation is here on the guitar, and then came along the bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Salvation that died just to set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;died to set me free from sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;freak man. i sang that out loud. and then the spirit just flowed, a new revelation of His love just exploded in my heart man. what an awesome feeling. thank you lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This same salvation that lives in me, lives in Paul, lives in Peter, lives in John, lives in me, and it certainly lives in YOU, whoever you are, reading this blog. just claim it in Jesus' name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;walks with Danny at bedok resevoir are really awesome, i really enjoy the time there man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and its just so enlightening to find someone who can identify, and moreso because its unexpected coming from him. and he's really mature, more mature than me, and talking to him helped me to see the world from a larger perspective, and i guess its also opened my eyes to how much people need Jesus. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my utmost, for his highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;thank you danny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-size:12px;"&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/6987119-2805747601294340621?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2805747601294340621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2805747601294340621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2805747601294340621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2805747601294340621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-just-playing-salvation-is-here-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-599688831979582020</id><published>2009-04-26T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:57:46.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went for a chinese drama today by hwa chong chinese drama club at victoria concert hall, and it was amazing. the amount of effort put into the show was remarkable, and it comes as no surprise as its been a tradition going on for 28 years, and this year's no different. i'd like to go again next year. really really awesome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i told god, ' watch this drama with me god'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then near the end of the show where the people involved all came out, god just said ' watch their passion'. every single one, put their heart and gave their utmost effort for this show. i didnt watch their practices, but you look at their props, which were just fantastic, and their acting, and at the end, when they sang the school song, you could tell the pride they have of their school and cca, and the joy on their faces, which came as a result after the months of hard work, which have finally paid off, seeing a full house on their first show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then god said, 'look at their passion. there's so much of it.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i knew it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if they could have so much passion for something like a drama club and their school, how much more us christians. my attention just phased into another world spent talking to god, and i realised how MUCH, MUCH MORE, do i have a reason to give my utmost for Jesus. because he gave me the BEST heaven has. nothing less, nothing more. and all because he loves me. the son of God who loved me, gave his life for me. how much better a reason do i have, to go all out for him. how much better a reason do i have to have a passion much greater than those students, because the son of man's giving up his life for me was His passion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damnit. Jesus is just so damn awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and his passion will never die, because his blood still runs through me. the DNA of Jesus still runs through me. and no one can ever take it away. no sin too great can ever take it away. What the world will never take from me. the only thing in my life that it'll never be able to take, because He that's in me, is greater than He that is in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a reason to sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a reason to worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a reason to go to the ends of the earth for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-599688831979582020?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/599688831979582020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=599688831979582020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/599688831979582020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/599688831979582020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-went-for-chinese-drama-today-by-hwa.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6345128361404660463</id><published>2009-04-22T15:50:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:49:17.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Music - 重來好不好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so much, i cant even explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i just want to pour out everything to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but i'm scared that it'll just drive us further apart.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;its so different with you. i even dare to say, i love. for the first time, i've loved. a love that a substitute can never replace, a love that is focused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. love is kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;love has no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i'll still care. i always have, though i might not have always showed it. and i always will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;feeling lost is a lousy feeling :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;its heartbreaking to see you turning to everyone, but me. it pains. it makes me sad. i try to head home early, cause there's nowhere else i can run to, without feeling miserable. having to put on a smile, while feeling so messed up inside, is too hard for me. i'm vulberable this way. i'm weak this way. but i know you have your reasons. i hope you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;school's been dumb and boring. total waste of time. but the friends are there. those who care. however subtle. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i'm still holding on to a glimmer of hope, that one day, it'll work out alright. a day where we'll pick up, from where we left off. a hope, though so faint, that you still care. that we once had something so strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a shoutout to danny, simon, diana, fongyee, pearlyn, victoria ! missed you guys much ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&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:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;JuL scribbbled at 5.19PM. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;between lines of facade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6987119-6345128361404660463?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1638247837343872123</id><published>2009-04-19T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:27:49.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to come back to whats basic. why i'm saved. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for god, so loved me, that he gave his only begotten son, so that i can believe in him, and will not perish, but have eternal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1638247837343872123?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1638247837343872123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1638247837343872123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1638247837343872123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1638247837343872123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-to-come-back-to-whats-basic.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4659761526683774558</id><published>2009-04-19T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:41:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord, i want to enjoy you once again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a chat with a fellow brother, has encouraged me, so much. just keep in rememberance his work on the cross, is all that matters. god is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4659761526683774558?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4659761526683774558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1927590416836553719</id><published>2009-04-16T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:30:42.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;3 dearest disciples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 denials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 crosses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 appearances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3nity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;radical grace =&gt; radical lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normal lives -&gt; radical lives = revolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is our Savior&lt;br /&gt;There will be no other&lt;br /&gt;We will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shout it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want the world to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;and sometimes i really wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;is Jesus the anthem we're singing ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&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/6987119-1927590416836553719?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1927590416836553719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1927590416836553719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1927590416836553719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1927590416836553719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-dearest-disciples.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-574563780793361861</id><published>2009-04-14T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T04:46:00.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People can say all they want. i'm on the side of paul. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-574563780793361861?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/574563780793361861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=574563780793361861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/574563780793361861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/574563780793361861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/people-can-say-all-they-want.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1147907442486606247</id><published>2009-04-10T22:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:59:38.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sd9cZ4hZpwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/vlUfC__mK1g/s320/Snapshot_20090410_11.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323074884314179330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/Sd9cZrZRboI/AAAAAAAAAVs/D8lVzFftWGU/s320/Snapshot_20090410_12.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323074880790425218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a small part of the very awesome cell. the best i ever had. 3 years and going strong. i love them to the very best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;top row : samgoh, myself, dione, jared, eugene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; bottom row: danny, zephaniah, zachary, yongjin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys are the best cell members ever. its really great fun with you guys, and i hope you guys feel the same as well. imba stayovers, crazy steamboat dinners, fantastic boardgame times and all. woooo. pasir ris east cell ! ((: i never regretted leaving sgoon to set up this cell. its been nothing but a pleasure washing your feet. thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my deepest prayer, my dream for you guys, is to see you guys one day realize the true meaning of this whole life. sometimes we lose our cool, sometimes we fall, sometimes we fall into sin. but thats not the point. its not whether you fall, its whether you pick yourself up the right way. you're righteous in Jesus Christ, and no matter how man times you sin, God still dances over you, and he never counts your sin against you. i hope you guys have been touched by the word i've been preaching. there's fun, there's also a time for seriousness as well. i pray, and pray that one day you'll soar with Jesus far beyond your imagination. He's your jesus guys. 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He's still on the throne, and he's still King over my life. God, even in my desert, you're still God, always and forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, i'll always have a reason to sing. even if people fail me, time and again, when they fail, when they arent there anymore, i'll always have a reason to sing, because even in my deepest, i still have victory over the devil, over every sin, over every circumstance in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heading off the genting tmr night. not very enthusiastic cause i really need some timeout with god. havent had much time spent with Him. but i trust he will make time. take care guys. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;godbless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1611873031775864208?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1611873031775864208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1611873031775864208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1611873031775864208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1611873031775864208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-feel-dry-and-its-crappy.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4952176607882949241</id><published>2009-04-03T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:31:41.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr has finally come ! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4952176607882949241?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4952176607882949241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4952176607882949241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4952176607882949241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4952176607882949241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/04/tmr-has-finally-come.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-754125964630999121</id><published>2009-03-31T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T02:02:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long post today. you guys deserve one, for the very few of you who know my blog is still up. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just did a personality test today . i'm an Engaged Idealist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engaged Idealists&lt;/strong&gt; are extroverted and helpful. Others find them to be very congenial and inspiring - especially as they are always willing to see the best in the other person. Their humour, their energy and their optimism attract other people. Engaged Idealists are very good at communicating and are good at convincing and firing on others. That is why it is a matter of course that they often take over the leading role in groups. This personality type often produces very charismatic persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged Idealists have an unusually strong ability to empathise. They are tolerant and generous towards others; they sometimes tend to idealise their friends. They always try to suit everybody and want their relationships to be harmonious and satisfactory. To achieve this, they are prepared to invest a great deal and to put their requirements last. As Engaged Idealists are very considerate, there is the danger of them sacrificing and overexerting themselves for others. In their job, they therefore have to be very careful not to develop a burnout syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged Idealists are reliable, well organised and love structuring complicated situations. They have difficulty accepting criticism; they quickly feel hurt and misunderstood. Their perfectionism also influences their love life - they look for the perfect relationship for life. Once they have made their decision, they are faithful, well-balanced and loving partners. However, should they get involved with the wrong person, it can happen that they allow themselves to be exploited for a long time before they end the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when i read through the characteristics, there were some parts which werent very accurate, but roughly pretty accurate. i didnt like some parts of being an engaged idealist though. but as i was reading through the characteristics, god just said to me, 'son, i created your personality. but personalities can be changed. and this test, made by man, is flawed, just like mankind. but be concious of me, and you'll grow more and more to be like Jesus. and thats the personality you should develop.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;encouraging, to even see god speak in the simplest of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes ! i've freaking cool parents, and an awesome brother. i know its weird to talk about your parents but hey man, god made me realise that i've got freaking cool parents, and i'm proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad : he listens to lady gaga and timbaland man. dont mess ! and he's got an 11,000 song library, and you guys think you have alot of songs ! think again man rofl. and he's a line dance instructor. zainan. and you guys havent even heard him sing yet. and he used to be a model, and acted alongside lim kay siew before ( he's frankie foo in PCK lol )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom : she listens to chinese songs okay ! not the cheena pok ones, but raelly a-mei and all that. imba. and she's a chinese scholar, and she's imba at languages. and she's imba at doing accounts man. but one thing bad is that she's not willing to sponsor my driving boo :/ my she's still cool man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother : best brother i ever had. i always thought it wasnt cool to be close to your sibling, but my brother's really one of the reasons who gave me a reason to love, who helped to soften this heart of mine. he dances really well, even though he's not in dance. he learns moves so damn quickly. check out his head moving stunts, moonwalk and airwalk. he doesnt really dance, but in terms of moves and technique, he's got it :) he sings imba well as well. singapore symphonic orchestra choir. and people think they're all that just cause they're in schoool choir. LOL. my brother sang in front of the president thanks :) lol. and he's really, really sacrificial. when my dog poops around the house, he readily cleans it up, cause he knows i dont like to do it. he's freaking awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's that. and i thank god, that he showed me how to appreciate my family. so much more. and better late than never. i pray that one day, they'll see the true abundance of grace that Jesus left us, and that we'll soar together like eagles. amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my family's got a new car ! woooo. fiat panorama. heheh ! cant wait to drive. rahhh ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes ! best cell member is coming to stay this friday ! yay ! freaking imba. i want to request for her to be my sheep ! cant wait. 2 more days ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Neue';font-size:13px;"&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/6987119-754125964630999121?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/754125964630999121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=754125964630999121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/754125964630999121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/754125964630999121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3908759266183880690</id><published>2009-03-31T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:08:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so what if they pay 500k ? people say why not give the money to the poor. they just had a charity drive last year, and the news dont make a big fuss out of it. when they give to the poor, its not reported at all. when a pastor who draws 500k , people make a big deal out of it. so what if they pay him 500k ? he's one of the very few pastors who preach radical grace, and by god's grace he gets paid 500k. he's blessed according to god's riches and glory. why do we criticise ? aer we saying god doesnt want to bless us ? or god cannot bless us that much ? because if you say god gave you his son, and does not give yo ufinancial blessing, then god values money above his own son Jesus. nothing could be further from the truth. he gave us the best that heaven has, how much more will he give us FREELY, all things, if we seek first his righteousness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3908759266183880690?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3908759266183880690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3908759266183880690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3908759266183880690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3908759266183880690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-so-what-if-they-pay-500k-people-say.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2598772455177621610</id><published>2009-03-29T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:09:14.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man. i cant make it to ncc tmr. should i go first service ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nahh dont think i will. my cell needs me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2598772455177621610?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2598772455177621610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2598772455177621610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2598772455177621610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2598772455177621610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/man.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6991340589595089855</id><published>2009-03-27T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T04:22:46.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ScupYgc2cFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1gHgOWit7nY/s1600-h/habbo30c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ScupYgc2cFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1gHgOWit7nY/s320/habbo30c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317530023533899858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was this competition on habbo, where we put in our used voucher codes, and there might be a chance to win 30 credits if we get chosen. so i registered two of my voucher codes, which i purchased on that day itself. and guess what? i prayed before submitting it, and totally forgot about it, then i was juts roaming around the habbo page, then i was like whats this event winners thing ? and then i opened the page, looked at the info, and i saw my avatar name. i was like why's my name there !? and then i remembered. i was chosen randomly for my voucher codes. and i was freaking so damn happy, jumping around. and after all the commotion, i remembered i submitted a second code, in my other account. and.. GUESS WHAT ?? I WON FOR BOTH ACCOUNTS. I GOT 60 CREDITS WTHECK PRAISE GOD. TO HIM BE ALL THE GLORY. my avatar's name is girlfriend! and hulemak. girlfriend! is my main avatar. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know how difficult it is to win? supposing that 2500 habbos took part in the competition, out of the 30, i won one of the spots. and for two accounts to win its crazy !! imagine :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the probability of winning is 30/2500 for one character. = 3/250. thats crazy. thats lesser than 1.5%. but the probability of winning for TWO characters, is 3/250 MULTIPLIED by 3/250 . and that is 9/62500. THAT IS SUCH A SMALL PERCENTAGE. let me put in it in percentage for you. 9/62500 x 100% = 0.0144%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is not even 1%. insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a simple prayer, and the simple faith in his finished work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you jesus. you're awesome in everyway.  need to jerk the religious slacks out of some people man, who think that god only works in your spiritual life. and they limit what god can do in their lives.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30025" class="versenum" value="16" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30025" class="versenum" value="16" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only does he want us to come to the throne only in our times of need for our spiritually, but for every need, be in physically, spiritually whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;he wants to bless you, people ! in every area of your life! your health, your your business, your work, your school, EVERYTHING. and by rejecting that blessing, by believing that god doesnt want to bless you in every area of your life, is insulting the blood of jesus. the blood that bought your soul, the blood that saved you, the blood that will grant you anything you want in christ. people used to tell me, "wtheck you play games also must pray ah. you think god will help you in your game meh. crazy." and i used to reply, "believe lor."  i used to pray that we'll win when we played dota. and cause its a win or lose kinda game, i didnt use to credit it to God when we won. and now, god shows me, in any area, seek first his righteousness, and all these things will be ADDED unto you. amen. god is so damn real. thank you jesus. its not about the credits that matter. its the small things, where god will find every area, every excuse, to bless me. how great, is our god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's my jesus. he's your jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6991340589595089855?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6991340589595089855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6991340589595089855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6991340589595089855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6991340589595089855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-was-this-competition-on-habbo.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/ScupYgc2cFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1gHgOWit7nY/s72-c/habbo30c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3609050761790586014</id><published>2009-03-25T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:50:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kbox is really not my cup of tea. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3609050761790586014?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3609050761790586014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3609050761790586014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3609050761790586014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3609050761790586014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/kbox-is-really-not-my-cup-of-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4288660680488514834</id><published>2009-03-23T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:06:43.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made it for first service thank god ! filled and blessed again. time to touch people.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my members is interested in grace ! oh man. i'm so damn happy right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you: receive the teachings ! god will bless you in your life, in every aspect, cause he came to give you LIFE, and LIFE more abundantly. damn. i've got a wonderful member, but an awesome Jesus. woo ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many things i'm looking forward to do this week. ( not in order )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. caramel frappe at starbucks, probably at fullerton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Gelare's on tuesday maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. BEACH ROAD PRAWN MEE. nom! nom! nom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. sushi or steamboat buffet MMM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. purchase my grain wine oil ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. more feeding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone care to join ? but i can always go myself if no one's free (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4288660680488514834?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4288660680488514834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4288660680488514834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4288660680488514834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4288660680488514834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-made-it-for-first-service-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8524108736184918542</id><published>2009-03-22T07:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:09:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. 705 am. i'm up. time for feeding ! ciao. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8524108736184918542?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8524108736184918542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8524108736184918542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8524108736184918542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8524108736184918542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-628944410106359537</id><published>2009-03-22T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:41:34.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've recovered from my burns so thats a good tihng. thank god for his divine protection amen. (:&lt;div&gt;bunked over at mabel's ytd, followed by a short nap at melly's. feeling kinda stoned, and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally tmr is feeding time again. i cant wait. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-628944410106359537?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/628944410106359537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=628944410106359537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/628944410106359537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/628944410106359537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-recovered-from-my-burns-so-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7142207445678361712</id><published>2009-03-19T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:51:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sentosa tmr. looking forward. Jesus, no burns, cause in you i have divine health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7142207445678361712?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7142207445678361712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7142207445678361712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7142207445678361712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7142207445678361712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-of-being-left-out-is-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5597586217910809692</id><published>2009-03-18T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:12:23.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>marina barrage today was good. photos up soon. a meeting with classmates at chomp chomp went great as well, and finally, to end off the night, a meeting with my dear cousin, lionel. fantastic. feel so encouraged now . &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5597586217910809692?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5597586217910809692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5597586217910809692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5597586217910809692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5597586217910809692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/marina-barrage-today-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2304718786278172072</id><published>2009-03-16T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:43:06.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;rotting at home today has made me ponder about many things. how some poeple can be so preoccupied with their own stuff, they forget the friendships they have forged with one another. they are so caught up in their own lives, they dont realize there're people who want to be here for them, and expect the same from the other party as well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friendships fail. everything that can be seen is temporary. i see even my closest friendships forged breaking down. my best friend has other committments, has higher priorities in life now. my close friends are too caught up in this education path which is all just a perception conceived by the deceived human mind. that a degree, or a certain qualification will take you this far to life, but in fact, none of it really matters, because the human brain forgets 70% of what is being processed. even without a qualification, the simple human can perform just as well as the guy next to him, but being humans, we all seek for a level of attainment, to seperate, or so to say sieve out individuals of various intellectual levels, to slot or insert them into a social ladder, based on their comprehension of a certain topic, subject, which has no relevance to what society offers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's jesus. thank god for what he did for calvary. that no matter what, he's gonna love me the same. loves me so much, he can never love me more, neither can he love me less. he loves me the same, no matter how many rights i do, how many wrongs i do. loves me no matter how many A's i get in life, loves me the same no many how many F's i get in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thats my jesus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your jesus too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he never fails. hes your adonai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1715826826606237955</id><published>2009-03-15T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:29:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to YOU: you know who you are.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont backstab me and make it seem like my fault. time shows all true colors. i look at you, and i wonder how we could've been good friends last time. so easily influenced, never having an opinion of you own, and thinking you're all that. trust me, your character aint nowhere near there. i sometimes wonder if you'll ever be mature enough to last in a relationship with a guy. xoxo my ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1715826826606237955?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1715826826606237955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1715826826606237955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1715826826606237955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1715826826606237955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-you-you-know-who-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4120757107611868791</id><published>2009-03-15T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:39:51.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh. i had wanted to blog a nice blog post, cause today's been a good day, but i just lost all the mood to blog suddenly. ahh whatever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4120757107611868791?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6488023196760536043</id><published>2009-03-14T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T01:20:24.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy with pearlyn's birthday! hope you had fine nu-er (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SbqVmuzm7PI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jiQHhJ-Rxww/s320/pearlyn+meeeee.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312723203068980466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 18TH! WATCHMEN TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SbqVmrLyX5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/6PwM0_sgSuc/s320/8us.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312723202096652178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6488023196760536043?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6488023196760536043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6488023196760536043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3553439159246801429</id><published>2009-03-11T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:48:14.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results are out. sorry they're undisclosed. but it doesnt matter what people say about me, doesnt matter what the school education determines about me. cause i know i gave it my all, and if its good enough for God, and it pleases Him, then nothing else matters. because i live only for one purpose, to give my utmost, for His highest, cause He gave the best of heaven, just for me. he took the cup of death, wore the crown of suffering, took the whippings of pain, so that i might take the cup of salvation, wear the crown of Kings, and that i might have the same resurrection life which flows through Him flow through me. what a revelation. so that i might have all things through Him, and accend with Him to the highest place, and all i have to do, is believe, and rest in His goodness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may i realize this reality more and more day after day. amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6987119-3553439159246801429?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3553439159246801429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3553439159246801429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3553439159246801429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3553439159246801429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3339630699092276102</id><published>2009-03-10T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:38:17.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FREAK.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a job. i'm bored at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to jurong swimming complex with justin, melly, samgoh, david, shawn, jeremy and brian. awesome fun there, coupled with awesome company. had a great time, and i find myself thankful that i get to spend some time wiht my dear justin before he enlists this friday. my 2 dearest buddies, gone to be a man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much to look forward to this holiday. bored. probably gonna spend time listening to sermons, and work on my music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3339630699092276102?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3339630699092276102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3339630699092276102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3339630699092276102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3339630699092276102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/freak.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1733452737920114395</id><published>2009-03-08T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:26:27.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from chalet yesterday, but was too damn tired to blog. chalet was good. thank god. much better than the one last sem. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think about the holidays but nothing interesting seems to be happening in the coming days. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1733452737920114395?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1733452737920114395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1733452737920114395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1733452737920114395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1733452737920114395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-chalet-yesterday-but-was-too.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5745754908142856666</id><published>2009-03-04T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:54:57.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class chalet's tmr and its a mixed bag. excited cause i've been to nsrcc two times, so familiar grounds make me happy. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i think back of last sem's class chalet and i guess it makes me not look forward to it much. cause it was boring. hopefully this one would be better. and not forgetting i'm broke. zz. just feel like going into zainan mode and stay home dota and eat cup noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've just loaded my playlist for tmr's chalet. retro and mambo songs, and some rnb hiphop to party the night. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5745754908142856666?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5745754908142856666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5745754908142856666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5745754908142856666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5745754908142856666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/class-chalets-tmr-and-its-mixed-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6279956887585985194</id><published>2009-03-02T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:32:11.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm always forgetting waht i wanna blog about. wt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6279956887585985194?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6279956887585985194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6279956887585985194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6279956887585985194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6279956887585985194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-always-forgetting-waht-i-wanna-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6408098181414199332</id><published>2009-03-02T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:53:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldnt make it to ncc today. i woke up at 6.30 but was too damn tired to get out of bed. so i decided to attend wrpf in the end. thank god the word was good. something short, but its so applicable to where i am in life right now. he's my good shepherd, in him, i shall not want. amen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna be a crazy week. mahjong plus chalet. woooo. looking forward. may i neverfind myself in want, because i believe, and speak, that he's my good shepherd. amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6408098181414199332?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6408098181414199332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6408098181414199332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6408098181414199332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6408098181414199332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/couldnt-make-it-to-ncc-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7997790051767071050</id><published>2009-03-01T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:04:12.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i changed my blog picture. new year. new picture. but new year i mean poly year. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeding time tmr, and i cant wait woohoo. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the days been good, and spending time with LTT makes me happy (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to you : sorry friendships are twoways. and i wont apologise sorry. just giving the treatment you give me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7997790051767071050?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7997790051767071050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7997790051767071050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7997790051767071050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7997790051767071050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-changed-my-blog-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-26479420108095228</id><published>2009-02-23T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:58:22.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are done and over with. a long break to look forward to. thank you lord for a good year. (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-26479420108095228?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/26479420108095228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=26479420108095228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/26479420108095228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/26479420108095228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/02/exams-are-done-and-over-with.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5659807108276854507</id><published>2009-02-21T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:25:13.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally after a long long break from blogger, i'm back. moved frmo wordpress. nwo back to blogger. i guess blogger is much more functional, and with a tagboard, its much better. doubt anyone tags though. and i doubt anyone checks back here anymore. but people will find out soon. open stuff from here on. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a relationship's two ways. and friendship is a subset of relationship. i'm tired of always making the first effort to initiate a conversation. and in the end, you say i'm giving the impression i dao you,and you try to let me know of what you think through mutual friends, and expect me to initiate conversation again. if you're not prepared to put the attention and effort into this friendship to make it work, then i wont bother too. you can call someone awesome, but you can not mean  it all at the same time. you can sing god is awesome in this place, but you can believe something totally contrary to it. dont say its not possible. i've seen it happen on sundays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on to other stuff. exams are done on monday. i'm looking around for part time jobs, as well as looking forward to the holidays to many more interesting activities. havent gone to club since i've turned 18, so its time to make use of my age . (: looking forward to spending time with truly awesome people during this holiday, and i hope it'll be a load of fun. 2 more days. here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5659807108276854507?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5659807108276854507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5659807108276854507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5659807108276854507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5659807108276854507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-after-long-long-break-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4983579664646519643</id><published>2008-11-02T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:14:26.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all. i've moved to another blog. just felt like moving i guess. 5 years blog, closed (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4983579664646519643?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4983579664646519643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4983579664646519643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4983579664646519643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4983579664646519643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7843241924375619772</id><published>2008-10-30T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:09:54.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As surely as the sun will rise&lt;br /&gt;You'll come to us&lt;br /&gt;As certain as the dawn appears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i thought he wasnt there, but he was. always there, i just had to focus on his love for me, and allow him to enter my life once again. hahaha god's good (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;blah, i think i ate something wrong ytd, had diarrhoea last night and this morning. not to mention a slight fever. but a good 1 hour rest and focusing on his love for me did the trick. ha. damn he loves me so much. anyway, i've relocated my room to the music room. for those of you who've been to my place before, yea, you get the drift (: school's really slack. i enter lectures, i look at the stuff the teacher teaches, and i realize its not so difficult. just gonna sit your ass down on the LT chair, listen, and thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-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:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;turn your eyes upon jesus. &lt;/span&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/6987119-7843241924375619772?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7843241924375619772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7843241924375619772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7843241924375619772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7843241924375619772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-surely-as-sun-will-rise-youll-come.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5189770429315098798</id><published>2008-10-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:01:13.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and god's been so faithful. that he doesnt judge me by my works. i've screwed up lately, felt insecure, but god came back, fresh new set of revelations. damn! i feel so alive in him! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jesus loves me, this i know. i know! i know! i know! (insert tongues here) hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's slack. thank you lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5189770429315098798?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5189770429315098798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5189770429315098798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5189770429315098798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5189770429315098798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-gods-been-so-faithful.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2937265674200672402</id><published>2008-10-29T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:45:01.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's been really fun. though there's all the bullshit lessons, there's still the people. hahah the girls, danny, simon, justin (rokoboy). such an enjoyment to be with them. finally a group of friends outside politicity. sentosa anyone ? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea, mariah carey and nelly furtado are so damn hot man. girls, please dont call us guys perverts ! i'm SOO DAMN SURE  you girls dont swoon and fantasize over brad pitt, jonas brothers, zack efron, or christopher lee, or whoever you guys may eyecandy. hahaha (: OH YES. MANEATER IS A FANTASTIC SONG. so is love lockdown. though i think stronger is much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-2937265674200672402?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2937265674200672402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2937265674200672402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2937265674200672402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2937265674200672402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/schools-been-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-1589353918949180104</id><published>2008-10-28T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:23:05.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit hit the fan.</title><content type='html'>stoned at home pretty much the whole day. its an uneventful day, and as the public holiday draws to a close, i ask myself how the heck did so much shit happen when i didnt even take 1 step out of the house. makes me realize how much misunderstanding technology creates, and familiarity breeding contempt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the day being uneventful, i ask myself, "the shit's hit the fan. what're you gonna do, julian ?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i say, " dunno, heck it." thats what i'm gonna do, heck it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it time for me to move out ? is this situation a sign ? maybe. i'm gonna miss people. just a few, but they're the only ones here who really matter. i've done what i could lord. but if my hometown rejects me, there's gentiles who need the word. so many lord. to hear the true meaning. has the shit hit the fan yet, lord? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-1589353918949180104?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/1589353918949180104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=1589353918949180104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1589353918949180104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/1589353918949180104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/shit-hit-fan.html' title='shit hit the fan.'/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-3422139274229534581</id><published>2008-10-26T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:01:45.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it time to move? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time for a change of surroundings? maybe a place better to feed on his word. i'm so drained from drawing water for others, and not drinking myself. i need to drink. drink. drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to move, or not to move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dare me to move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s i met a really hot girl/woman/lady (choose the word that most suits you) today. i'm going mad. dont mind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-3422139274229534581?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/3422139274229534581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=3422139274229534581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3422139274229534581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/3422139274229534581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-it-time-to-move-time-for-change-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7210969219145665652</id><published>2008-10-24T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:16:15.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been feeling kinda tired, discouraged, forsaken. maybe its just school, and lack of time spent with god. so many politics, so many things to do. only his love can save me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7210969219145665652?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8537805742972441996</id><published>2008-10-23T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:46:10.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all. i'd like to share with you guys this video. the sickest video i've ever watched in my life i think. owns david blaine and criss angel hands down man wtheck&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UQZ8TV1y8-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UQZ8TV1y8-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8537805742972441996?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8537805742972441996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8537805742972441996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8537805742972441996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8537805742972441996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5543898974147833383</id><published>2008-10-20T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:30:16.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's started. its been alright. but i've been troubled lately about school, you know the friends, influences, the long lessons, sigh totally bullshit. but i guess i still gotta go through this phase of life known as 'tertiary education' or you go straight to NS. and without a 'tertiary education' cert, you cant go into the slack units, and end up doing all the saikang. oh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm telling myself everyday, that this sem is gonna be slack as hell, cause jesus walked the hard road, took on the hard life, that we might have it easy. i feel troubled, i dont really know exactly why, but he's my strong tower, my comfort, my daddy, my girlfriend, and all i ever need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sure gonna miss the holidays, jsut slacking at home and having personal time with god. nothing to worry about, just do what you want. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm gonna give my best. because he gave his life for me, the best gift he could ever give me. i dont want to give anything less than the best, cause jesus sure didnt come down the cross after feeling the pain from the nails. he could have, and let the whole earth die, but he didnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this term is gonna be the best, cause jesus is gonna be there with me. amen. i proclaim that in my life. i need some feeding. i'm getting hungry. more word. rah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5543898974147833383?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5543898974147833383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5543898974147833383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5543898974147833383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5543898974147833383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/schools-started.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-7488799819837215217</id><published>2008-10-15T13:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:20:17.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn. i'm really longing to go overseas, stay in a comfortable hotel, and head down to an auditorium for a conference on god's love. 3-4 days just immersing and listening to how good he is. makes me feel damn good. probably the next hillsong conference i guess. ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 4:8 - Jesus answered, "It is written: Woship the Lord your God and serve him only." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus quoting this verse against against satan from Deuteronomy 6:13. for those of you who have bibles by zondervan like mine, the leather coer one, there's a reference after luke 4:8. andi ts deut 6:13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deut 6:13 - Fear the Lord your God, serve him only and take your oaths in his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People are always saying, "oh we need to fear the Lord, there's space in the church for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FEARRRR&lt;/span&gt; of the lord." Would you like to know what Jesus defined fear as? he defined it as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;WORSHIP&lt;/span&gt;. of course there's space for the fear in the church. but fear as worship! not you being scared of Jesus, always scared that evertime you sin, when you go to heaven, a tape of your whole life will be shown in front of all heaven, and every sin you committed, God will throw a thunderbolt at you, or whatsoever means of torture. thats not the way God is! if he were like that, dang i wouldnt want to go to heaven man. i've sinned so many countless times, i'll be fried by his thunderbolt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can we love and worship someone whom we fear, or are scared of? doesnt make sense. if you hate spiders and cockroaches, would you go over and pat them, and play with them? of course not! lets use our brains that god gave us, dont let it go to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instead, let us live our lives in worship with a spirit of thanksgiving, that God gave his son, Christ, for us. That through Christ, we can stand boldly before God, not fearful, because we're perfect in God's eyes. For as God sees Jesus, so does he see you in this world. Holy, sinless, blameless, righteous. thats the way he sees us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope yuu guys have been blessed. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-7488799819837215217?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/7488799819837215217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=7488799819837215217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7488799819837215217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/7488799819837215217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4957069536289348791</id><published>2008-10-13T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:25:12.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you cant love a perfect god, you'll never be able to love an imprefect woman. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something so true and hard hitting. i've been thinking alot about going into another relationship. is it worth my time? is it worth my effort and money? i think so. but is it meant to be? he's shown me many signs, but i'm still doubtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to head for night cycling down on friday night after cell with lionel and his friends at ECP. but the shop closed. the auntie was being mean. oh well. but all the same, slacked around and got to know lionel's friends. and they're a pretty nice bunch. bunch of slackers, love to talk cock. my kind of people lol. hard to find friends who like to sit down, probably a jug or 2 of beer, and just talk. lucky there's lionel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week of holidays, and lionel's heading back to school. so i guess its gonna be pretty boring this week. but i trust god, that it wont be, cause with him things are gonna be alright.  happy dude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be blessed (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: hahaha i got this quote. funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind every successful man is a woman. And behind every woman is a man checking our her ass. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4957069536289348791?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4957069536289348791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4957069536289348791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4957069536289348791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4957069536289348791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-cant-love-perfect-god-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8577262598140133333</id><published>2008-10-09T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:57:31.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a good week, just came back from my class chalet. not bad, but it could ahve been much more fun. but it was good to see many people again heh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few days, it was pretty tough for me to experience God's love. i lost 10 bucks in the chalet, and so did my friend KC. the thought just pisses me off, that one of our friends would steal from us. we dont know who it is, but it just sucks, if your friends would even resort to steal from you. so difficult, cause i kept dwelling on my money lost. i kept telling myself ' dont focus on the money. focus on jesus.' so yea, didnt find my money, but i trust in God that he'll shower with more financial blessings. and its so tough sometimes, and we ask " how do i know Jesus loves me ?" because the bible says so. when you dont feel his love, dont lose hope in it. because Jesus still gave his life for me, like i was the only one on earth. thank you jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Cor 3:7-8 Now if the ministry of death, which was engraved on stone, came with glory, so that the Israelites could not look steadily at the face of Moses because of its glory, fading though it was, will not the ministry of the Spirit be even more glorious? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stated so clearly in our faces, that the law is the ministry of death, why do we keep choosing to follow it? i've been taught all my life, to follow the 10 commandments. sure if we follow the law it'll bring about holiness, but through GRACE, believing in Jesus that he's your saviour, the way God looks at us is the same way he looks at Jesus. Holy and righteous, someone who has kept all the 10 commandments. Through grace, God sees you as you've followed all the 10 commandments, and is a holy man. so damn straightforward, and i cant believe people still want to follow law. you cant do both! law or grace. choose. you choose both, you become lukewarm, and god will spit you out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let he who has ears, let him hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let he who has eyes, let him see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8577262598140133333?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8577262598140133333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8577262598140133333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8577262598140133333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8577262598140133333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-good-week-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-833401854646279381</id><published>2008-10-07T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:09:29.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>headed down to town today for farewell dinner with lionel and aj tim. went to brotzeit at raffles city. yea its a german restaurant, soo for all of you who didnt know, Oktoberfest Bier is in town! head on down to try!. there's happy hours, with cheapest being before 5 pm. anyway, for you guys who also didnt know, Oktoberfest is a festival, which takes place in october, like duh, and its like a festival where germans party on beer and bratwursts, which are huge fat sausages. so i know many of us cant afford to go germany, so why not invest a little more cash and head down to brotzeit. fantastic sausages, best bratwursts i've tasted in my life, and the beer is needless to say. pure german beer, i had a munich beer for myself, and lionel had some funny beer, and followed by another radler, german beer mixed with sprite together with aj. couldnt take another one. kinda got numb with the beer taste. heh. pictures will be up soon. but overall nice fellowship. sad to see aj tim go, but i might be heading over to jakarta to see them once they've settled down, so its alright. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class chalet from tmr till thursday. haha hope it'll be fun. and probably cycling session with lionel and his mates on friday. jam-packed week. thank you lord, for filling it with activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-833401854646279381?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/833401854646279381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=833401854646279381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/833401854646279381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/833401854646279381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/headed-down-to-town-today-for-farewell.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-4321943412843794682</id><published>2008-10-05T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:04:08.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;people have made christianity into something so technical, till we've really really forgotten what is about. its all abotu Jesus. Christ. without him, there's no such thing called christianity man. we think its all about doing this, doing that, obeying this law, obeying that law, all whatever else you wanna do. its not the doing thats wrong. its just that we shouldnt be focused on doing these things, but instead be focused on Jesus. our lives should be revolved around Him, our saver, or maker, our overcomer. Lets stop being a martha, focusing on everything there is to do, except the thing that matters most, and in the end blame Jesus and everyone except yourself. There's only one thing needful, to sit at Jesus' feet and rest in him. The bible is so straightforward, and i wonder why some people are just so ignorant and blind to it. Its all about Jesus. Is our focus on him ? Cause christian living is all about him. neverabout us, never about our works. just jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Let he who has eyes, let him see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-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=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Let he who has ears, let him hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you've been blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-4321943412843794682?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/4321943412843794682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=4321943412843794682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4321943412843794682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/4321943412843794682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-have-made-christianity-into.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-2913856329189654237</id><published>2008-10-02T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:46:52.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waking up every morning, to 'this is how we overcome'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brushing my teeth, while dancing in my room to the song. sure, i cant dance for nuts, but god doesnt care! hahaha. i know its kinda weird, like peope say, ' oh you cant dance in the house of god. embarrassing.' i believe i can dance anywhere i want! its my way of rejoicing and thanking him for what he did for me ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he's how we overcome. in all we do, trials, troubles, problems, in him, through him, its being overcomed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many people think they have to do to get what they want, or do to overcome problems, but they dont realize its already been overcomed. sad, that their effort is useless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he's my peace. thank you daddy . &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/6987119-2913856329189654237?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/2913856329189654237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=2913856329189654237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2913856329189654237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/2913856329189654237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/10/waking-up-every-morning-to-this-is-how.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-5303241217641773864</id><published>2008-09-29T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:38:15.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i know there's a better way&lt;div&gt;i love you more and more each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats the better way, having faith in the sure work of christ, and living by grace, knowing that you're perfect in God's eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop doing something you know you'll never be able to accomplish, but rather, choose Jesus, who acoomplished everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let he who has ears, let him hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-5303241217641773864?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/5303241217641773864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=5303241217641773864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5303241217641773864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/5303241217641773864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-i-know-theres-better-way-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-8632075585881338414</id><published>2008-09-27T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:13:52.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where does Jesus stand in our life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe we've lost it. just lost it completely. its not about the events planned, not about camps, not about service. its all about Him. To Him, Its all about us. But to us, we think its all about us. maybbe thats just where we lost it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your life is all about Jesus, somehow things just start to work themselves out. Seek first his kingdom, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;EVERYTHING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;you ask in Jesus' name, will be given to you. not earned by you, GIVEN to you. doesnt that make you feel better? There's nothing to earn. Grace is undeserved, unearned favour. and that means, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU AND I, BOTH QUALIFY. &lt;/span&gt;so let us stop trying to earn his favour! you cant earn it. you can only believe, because grace came through Christ, and only by believing in the finished of of Christ, will you be able to obtain grace! so would you rather live by the law, trying to follow the 10 commandments, when i bet you guys cant even remember all of them, and break the law time and again, condemning yourselves, or live by and IN grace, knowing that when you sin, God still loves you, he doesnt condemn you, and you ARE STILL the righteouness of God. New wine cannot be poured into old wineskins. by grace or by law. which will you live by ? any normal human would choose not to be condemned. so yea, if you're not normal, then er... yea. for all i know, i'm normal, and damn, grace seems like a much better option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one who loved me, gave his life, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S anyone wants to go sentosa this week? i'm dying to go. please tag me if you're interested. i'll come up with something (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-8632075585881338414?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/8632075585881338414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=8632075585881338414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8632075585881338414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/8632075585881338414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-does-jesus-stand-in-our-life.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6987119.post-6693777511183738200</id><published>2008-09-21T22:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:00:50.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many people dont like to hear about how good Jesus is and unconciously, they feel they have to work for their blessings. i can share with people my thoughts, my belief. but they can choose to accept it, or turn your back on it. its just amazing how God's word can be so direct, stated straight as a verse, but people choose to reject it. but at the very end, we'll see if i'm the smartest guy, or the dumbest fool. but one thing for sure i know. i'm the righteousness of God. thank you Jesus, thank you dad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SNZdctNdXJI/AAAAAAAAASc/4mt0bO3aFhA/s320/legs..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485163500657810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SNZdKhTqtKI/AAAAAAAAASU/XECer7gnxZ0/s320/pierce..jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248484851067827362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SNZeT1DXG1I/AAAAAAAAASk/ZWA-z4ZEg5o/s320/stripes.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248486110498593618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and by his stripes we are healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Isaiah 53:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jesus. you know once in a while, we often forget what Jesus paid on the cross, what he went through, just for you and me. This is true love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it makes me want to give him my best i can ever give, because he loved me so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6987119-6693777511183738200?l=sneaky-jul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/feeds/6693777511183738200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6987119&amp;postID=6693777511183738200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6693777511183738200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6987119/posts/default/6693777511183738200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sneaky-jul.blogspot.com/2008/09/many-people-dont-like-to-hear-about-how.html' title=''/><author><name>mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06455335666077668939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SiRmGl_6CZI/AAAAAAAAAb4/pcDliw2N60A/S220/10032009618.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tmHntgnwlx0/SNZdctNdXJI/AAAAAAAAASc/4mt0bO3aFhA/s72-c/legs..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
