<?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-4020888234838469686</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:26:02.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone Is Not Lonely...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-9170972255726324843</id><published>2009-12-23T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:50:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally....</title><content type='html'>after MONTHS of looking for it, i finally found the book i've been looking for:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418424192128473138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzIcGD4zWDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qRACbzuP5v8/s320/max+lucado+John+3.16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A twenty-six-word parade of hope: beginning with God, ending with life, and urging us to do the same. Brief enough to write on a napkin or memorize in a moment, yet solid enough to weather two thousand years of storms and questions. if you know nothing of the Bible, start here. if you know everything in the Bible, return here. We all need the reminder. the heart of the human problem is the heart of the human. And god’s treatment is prescribed in John 3:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ywOp1_EYRKI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ywOp1_EYRKI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-9170972255726324843?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/9170972255726324843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=9170972255726324843' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9170972255726324843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9170972255726324843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally.html' title='finally....'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzIcGD4zWDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qRACbzuP5v8/s72-c/max+lucado+John+3.16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-682747133530230386</id><published>2009-12-22T11:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:32:05.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9UBZ2rXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gF_6QJbwwUE/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897765910261106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9UBZ2rXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gF_6QJbwwUE/s320/DSC00177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9JRiJ7-I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Z7izEDTd3nU/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897581261484002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9JRiJ7-I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Z7izEDTd3nU/s320/DSC00175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9BwQFPHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/drcSSWZHeVs/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417897452068224114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9BwQFPHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/drcSSWZHeVs/s320/DSC00173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA8irWFuFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qVnW7YfwVnM/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417896918175299666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA8irWFuFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qVnW7YfwVnM/s320/DSC00171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and no, these aren't random pics downloaded off the net...they're my own colourings...&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/4020888234838469686-682747133530230386?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/682747133530230386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=682747133530230386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/682747133530230386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/682747133530230386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas.html' title='it&apos;s christmas!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA9UBZ2rXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gF_6QJbwwUE/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-895902182641167742</id><published>2009-12-22T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:24:17.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently under construction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA70oKxTxI/AAAAAAAAAew/XMAVdudvMwk/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417896127048535826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA70oKxTxI/AAAAAAAAAew/XMAVdudvMwk/s320/DSC00168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-895902182641167742?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/895902182641167742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=895902182641167742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/895902182641167742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/895902182641167742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/12/currently-under-construction.html' title='currently under construction...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SzA70oKxTxI/AAAAAAAAAew/XMAVdudvMwk/s72-c/DSC00168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-307020972422354536</id><published>2009-10-21T09:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:13:53.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am loving my new phone!!! =D =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sony ericsson w580....it's slim, it's sleek, it's beautiful, it slides open and closed....and....best of all.....it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;!! HAHAHA!! so happy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854611992734722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/St5fr7q0bAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/z5P3ENa_jvk/s320/sonyericsson-w580-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-307020972422354536?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/307020972422354536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=307020972422354536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/307020972422354536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/307020972422354536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-phone.html' title='my new phone!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/St5fr7q0bAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/z5P3ENa_jvk/s72-c/sonyericsson-w580-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7286665265528064896</id><published>2009-10-08T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T16:06:37.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you daddy.....i'll always be you're little girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwS_Pt4ZfMQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwS_Pt4ZfMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7286665265528064896?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7286665265528064896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7286665265528064896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7286665265528064896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7286665265528064896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-daddyill-always-be-youre.html' title='i love you daddy.....i&apos;ll always be you&apos;re little girl...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4469371425106626098</id><published>2009-10-02T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:36:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUld2qcyNpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUld2qcyNpw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another video by seduff....one of my favourites! the people you hear speaking are the Doctor's friends/companions... they're describing him and talking of their experiences with him... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I LOVE DAVID TENNANT!! =D =D =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4469371425106626098?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4469371425106626098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4469371425106626098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4469371425106626098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4469371425106626098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-video-by-seduff.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3110002899996268245</id><published>2009-09-21T11:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:19:27.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've just said goodbye to yet another friend who's left to further their studies....&lt;br /&gt;one by one.....they all leave.....mandy, guan yi, yee fatt, yew hui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is part of life...learning to say goodbye to people you've come to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example..why was it so hard for me to lift up my arms and give him a hug this morning? i dunno...maybe because there were so many family members there (7 - i counted)...i wanted so badly to give him a gesture to say how much i would miss him, but ARGH! i don't know why it was so hard for me! and unless he comes back to miri during cny, then this morning was the last time i'd see him...he's off to kl to study for 2.5 years, so by the time he comes back i'll be long gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh...seeing all my friends leave makes me want to leave too...i want to hurry up and fly to uk and start over....can next year please come faster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3110002899996268245?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3110002899996268245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3110002899996268245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3110002899996268245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3110002899996268245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-said-goodbye-to-yet-another-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5384053310534733408</id><published>2009-09-02T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:30:13.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dr who</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Okay, I’m guessing no one who reads my blog has ever heard of Doctor Who (which is a wicked awesome British tv series and i love it!!) so I’ll start with the basics:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;The series started in the 1960’s stopped for a long time and only started again recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It’s about a time lord called the Doctor. The time lords were sort of like the peacemakers of the universe, but they were all killed in a huge war known as the Time War, and the Doctor is the only survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Another important thing about the time lords is that they don’t die – their bodies can still be damaged, but they regenerate – the body changes and repairs itself and the time lord lives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And as the doctor is the only one left, he lives a pretty lonely life… He sometimes finds human companions and brings them on all sorts of adventures, but unfortunately they never stay with him long…something always happens to them…the doctor has lost so much in his long life – his home, his family, his friends, and he seems to keep on losing people he loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;this video is made by seduff and depicts perfectly the doctor’s loss… ='( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've only ever read the comments of fellow dr who fans, so i'm showing it to people who have never watched the series, let me know what you think....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(another video to be posted soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/53qs5u8SPBA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/53qs5u8SPBA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5384053310534733408?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5384053310534733408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5384053310534733408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5384053310534733408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5384053310534733408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/09/dr-who.html' title='dr who'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-9094123875441038085</id><published>2009-08-29T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:17:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;what? so everything revolves around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;Nah, it works both ways now. You don't tell me anything, I don't tell YOU anything. Don't like it? Tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;I see you packing your suitcase out of the blue one morning before i head off for school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;"Oh, you're packing. Where are you going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;"I'm going to Kuching, Kalysha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;*slightly taken aback* "oh, how come you didn't tell me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;"What, I have to get your permission, do I?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;WTF??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;You spend half your time away, you're going to miss things. (there's no such thing as email?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;I tell mummy everything. You know why? Because she's HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;My life could be falling to pieces, my studies could be going down the drain, what would you care? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;You spend more than half your time away from home, and when you're back it's as though you're not. You hide in your study all day with your eyes glued to the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;We can't even sit down and watch a movie together. Half way through you go back to your computer. "Work comes first, Kalysha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;Your 3 weeks are almost up, you haven't even spent 2 hours QT with me. I mean, it's not as though you ever take us out, treat us to anything, or do anything with us. It's just you and your computer and your pub and your friends. WHAT ABOUT YOUR KIDS??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;okay, you take james to his karate sessions once a week, i'll give you that, and you took me to des-optics to get my glasses (btw, we fought on the way there, remember? you and your friggin' directions. Is it my fault the girl has crap english?? I'm just repeating word by word what she said!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;You know what? just go. I don't care anymore. if this keeps going, you're going to lose me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-9094123875441038085?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/9094123875441038085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=9094123875441038085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9094123875441038085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9094123875441038085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/08/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4085679069698350967</id><published>2009-08-22T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:45:49.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/So-wLkvikDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/VsXInmX4b5g/s1600-h/rubik%27s+revenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372706593364414514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/So-wLkvikDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/VsXInmX4b5g/s400/rubik%27s+revenge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes!! it finally came!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay...so i haven't exactly been able to solve it completely....i always seem to get stuck on the final layer... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i WILL figure it out eventually......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4085679069698350967?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4085679069698350967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4085679069698350967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4085679069698350967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4085679069698350967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-it-finally-came-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/So-wLkvikDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/VsXInmX4b5g/s72-c/rubik%27s+revenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8903557470245126817</id><published>2009-08-09T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:22:01.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;what?? i just checked my email yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sn6wrx8TAhI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KT_rKjY8c1U/s1600-h/email+inbox.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367922072059314706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 551px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sn6wrx8TAhI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KT_rKjY8c1U/s400/email+inbox.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;turns out i was tagged in a photo on facebook, and loads (and i mean &lt;em&gt;loads&lt;/em&gt;) of people commented on it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8903557470245126817?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8903557470245126817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8903557470245126817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8903557470245126817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8903557470245126817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-i-just-checked-my-email-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sn6wrx8TAhI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KT_rKjY8c1U/s72-c/email+inbox.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7731617970560253900</id><published>2009-08-04T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:24:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dammit, all that studying for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7731617970560253900?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7731617970560253900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7731617970560253900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7731617970560253900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7731617970560253900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/08/dammit-all-that-studying-for-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7661990672204071389</id><published>2009-07-24T21:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:57:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What kind of crappy holiday is this where you have to study &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; every day??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362025060679671234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Smm9YiqN3cI/AAAAAAAAAdA/9hgjkIg0Bow/s320/study.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;these holidays suck..... ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362024976244658418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Smm9ToHV0PI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FxxhII1M6-I/s320/study1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7661990672204071389?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7661990672204071389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7661990672204071389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7661990672204071389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7661990672204071389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-holiday-is-this-where-you.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Smm9YiqN3cI/AAAAAAAAAdA/9hgjkIg0Bow/s72-c/study.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-9149933344953441200</id><published>2009-07-19T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:02:41.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Last night i learnt a valuable lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i CANNOT sing when i'm nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;seriously, my hands were shaking, my knees felt weak, my throat closed up, and my voice was reduced to a squeak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Okay, I'll start from the beginning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;last night, my neighbours held a party to celebrate their daughter's 2nd birthday (actually, it was just an excuse for the grown ups to have fun, it wasn't much of a kid's party)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And because i had Youth, i wasn't able to go until around 9:30, and by then the party was in full swing, and i'll give them this: they &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; know how to party...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;The food was almost gone (but there was still some left for my dinner..hehe) and.......wait for it........they had a live band performing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;actually it was the live band which attracted me in the first place... I had arrived home already, and wasn't really planning on going...but then i heard the &lt;em&gt;drums&lt;/em&gt;....and well, it brought back memories....so i rushed over. [btw, the band consisted of 30+, 40+ yr old local guys, bit of a disappointment when i got there]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So anyway........i ate, laughed, danced a bit....the band was actually like a karaoke system...they played the music while the guests sang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And i was enjoying myself so much, i thought, 'hey, why not?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;so i flipped through the songbook, found a song i knew [Bon Jovi's You Give Love A Bad Name] and went up. thinking back, i don't know WHAT came over me....since when do i voluntarily walk onstage to &lt;em&gt;sing&lt;/em&gt;? (there's actually more to it, but i'll get to that later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, like i said, my throat closed up, and all that became of my voice was a pipsqeak, and i sounded terrible, and i just COULD NOT sing....and yet, the people watching cheered and shouted and applauded (either they were &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; drunk, or they were just excited to finally see a girl go up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I think that was the point though.... No matter how much you suck at singing, they cheer for you and encourage you... (trust me, i wasn't the only one who sucked) I guess the whole point is that you hitched up your jeans, pushed back your sleeves, and stepped up to sing. The main thing is that you have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And eventhough my voice was a squeak, the audience sang along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shot through the heart, and you're to blame, you give love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A BAD NAME&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;whoa.....it was just surreal... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And....oh, i almost forgot to mention the SUPER CUTE guy who was smiling at me the whole night.....heheh.... he's the one who pulled me on stage to sing in the first place... and while i was squeaking away, he was &lt;em&gt;right there&lt;/em&gt; swaying and clapping to the music and smiling at me.... *blushes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;so yeah.....eventhough i had loads of fun last night, i think maybe i should save my voice for God, just sing in church, it seems to be the only place where i can sing well.....my throat doesn't close up and my hands don't shake when i sing in church.... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-9149933344953441200?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/9149933344953441200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=9149933344953441200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wahaha.....been fiddling around again.... with different people this time..... i really really like the first one.... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the photo was taken last year at the graduation ceremony.... i just changed the background coz there was a bunch of random people in the background....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358308736866537026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SlyJaBnNTkI/AAAAAAAAAco/E9d9uxCNJC4/s400/(49).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358308465216149250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SlyJKNotVwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XCoGbM1pSd8/s400/(24).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-211810453221904566?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/211810453221904566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=211810453221904566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/211810453221904566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/211810453221904566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-editing.html' title='more editing....'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SlyJaBnNTkI/AAAAAAAAAco/E9d9uxCNJC4/s72-c/(49).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-946374235743564238</id><published>2009-07-08T13:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:19:41.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SlQoXUxduzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HPhFu88BVK0/s1600-h/090604Not+to+solve-color.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355950238028643122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SlQoXUxduzI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HPhFu88BVK0/s320/090604Not+to+solve-color.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;["Lord, please hurry and perform a miracle and heal my legs to their original state"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;we were chit-chatting in Bio today about how sometimes we forget to realise how lucky we are....we compare ourselves to those who are better-off than us, and think to ourselves "why can't i be like that?" or "why do they get it so easy?" or "I wish i was as rich as them".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;What we don't realise is that although we're not as well-off as some, there are others who are in even worse conditions than we are....others who drew a shorter stick, others who were born in less fortunate circumstances....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm not just talking about the poor souls in Africa, i'm talking about friends, classmates, schoolmates who live among us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;we were sharing stories this morning about our childhood...and i was mildly surprised to hear agnes' story, whom i always imagined was quite well off....she told us about how she first started working when she was 10, selling and delivering luches to shops all over Parksons...she told us how she and her brothers used to travel to school on their father's motocycle, and she told us how mean the other kids were to her and how they looked down and teased her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;And her story made me realise, eventhough i grew up with a military dad, who is still super strict, i never had to work, i never had to pay my own school fees, i was never teased by my classmates because i was poor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I realise now how well my dad brought me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He set a bedtime ever since i was young, so i now have the habit of getting 8 hours sleep per night, and waking up fresh and able to pay full attention in class...He never gave me pocket money unless i earned it by washing his car..it's made me value the money i earn even more...He kept me away from boys, so i haven't been cheated or had my heart broken...He only buys me presents on special occasions like Christmas and my birthday, so i know better than to ask for this and that when he takes me out...When i'm in trouble, he doesn't shout or cane me, but the disappointment and fury in his voice is enough to make me cry with guilt for what i've done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;so, yeah... our chat today with ms may really made me realise a lot...&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/4020888234838469686-946374235743564238?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;thing is..Mandy's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(far left)&lt;/span&gt; going to kl to study soon &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(very soon)&lt;/span&gt;, and i wanted to frame this picture and give it to her, but i thought.....'nah..the background's so ugly.....if i could just change it....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714674694873042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Skw3IaX739I/AAAAAAAAAbg/9rizTRER8QQ/s200/group+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i started looking through some files on my computer and found some nice ones....cut us out and stuck us on the background.... =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ta-da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353716601147694018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Skw44i-FG8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/wtGzKP8IkzA/s320/sunset%2Bgroup+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353716197339056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Skw4hCqmSKI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-hYfiMmOOw/s320/(24).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353716402350230818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Skw4s-ZEjSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/qt7GXjHlRK0/s320/(40).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5135200005841709172?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5135200005841709172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5135200005841709172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5135200005841709172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sjo6zYyhu2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WgisLh8G21M/s1600-h/090522Precious+in+God"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348652161958001506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sjo6zYyhu2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WgisLh8G21M/s400/090522Precious+in+God%27s+eyes-color.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; [No matter how we see ourselves; no matter how others see us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are treasure in God's eyes]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348651795612808674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Sjo6eEDBteI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0-d5xB3ES8c/s400/090521God+is+our+Home-color.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God created Man, Man belongs to God, so only He knows what's best for us and only if we have Him can we truly be satisfied.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3710323701386398305?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3710323701386398305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3710323701386398305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-2521596272164468588</id><published>2009-06-10T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:46:30.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Si86gT_WOsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/i3irxQlb4s0/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345555609508264642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Si86gT_WOsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/i3irxQlb4s0/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-2521596272164468588?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/2521596272164468588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=2521596272164468588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2521596272164468588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2521596272164468588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/06/f-r-e-e-t-l-s-t.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/Si86gT_WOsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/i3irxQlb4s0/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5249620832098447571</id><published>2009-06-09T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:46:19.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is Cheering For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;If your God is Mighty enough to ignite the sun, could it be that He is mighty enough to light your path? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;God is for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Not “may be,” not “has been,” not “was,” not “would be,” but “God is!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He is for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Today. At this hour. At this minute. As you read this sentence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;No need to wait in line or come back tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He is with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He could not be closer than he is at this second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;His loyalty won’t increase if you are better nor lessen if you are worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;He is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;God is for you. Turn to the sidelines; that’s God cheering your run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Look past the finish line; that’s God applauding your steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Listen for him in the bleachers, shouting your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Too tired to continue? He’ll carry you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Too discouraged to fight? He’s picking you up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;God is for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;God is for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Had he a calendar, your birthday would be circled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If he drove a car, your name would be on his bumper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If there’s a tree in heaven, he’s carved your name in the bark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We know he has a tattoo, and we know what it says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;“I have written your name on my hand,” he declares (Isa. 49:16). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5249620832098447571?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5249620832098447571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5249620832098447571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5249620832098447571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5249620832098447571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-is-cheering-for-you.html' title='God Is Cheering For You'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-239104723447026991</id><published>2009-06-04T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:47:27.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WAAAHHH!!!!! OFFICIAL NEW MOON TRAILER!!! WOOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxBxqkMmzfI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-239104723447026991?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/239104723447026991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=239104723447026991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/239104723447026991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cambrige, BRING IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1588067900331541380?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/1588067900331541380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=1588067900331541380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1588067900331541380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1588067900331541380'/><link rel='alternate' 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arguing ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;she is thinking deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;she is not at all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When a GIRL stares at you she is wondering why you are lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When a GIRL lays on your chest .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she wants to be pampered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;she means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4178738493812666852?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4178738493812666852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4178738493812666852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4178738493812666852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4178738493812666852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-world.html' title='A girl&apos;s world'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6179077878398954201</id><published>2009-04-24T20:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:08:53.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERLIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*sigh* i've been neglecting my blog for too long......i'm sorry bloggie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so anyway.......i was flicking through the channels on tv the other day and stopped on Hallmark.....the show that was on seemed pretty cool so i double checked it - it's called Merlin.... so i watched the rest of it, and let me tell you, it was FREAKIN" AMAZING!! i was just "wow" afterwards, and i thought to myself, "okay, i am SO watching this from now on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;and now i'm addicted....thank God it's on Youtube so i can watch it from episode 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay, so for those who don't know who Merlin is; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;he's one of the most famous wizards in history....it's believed (legend) that King Arthur (one of Britain's greatest kings) had a wizard helping him in the sidelines - and that's why he was so successful during his rule... Disney made a movie based on these legends - "The Sword In The Stone", where Merlin is portrayed as an old man with a tall point hat and long white beard (like Dumbledore)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;But in the tv series i've been watching, Merlin is portrayed as a young boy who meets Arthur before he is crowned king and "befriends" him...(turns out it's their destiny) and "both are two sides of the same coin" and it's Merlin's duty to protect Arthur from all sorts of villians who want to kill him.. (and btw, Colin Morgan, who plays Merlin, is super adorable!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;introducing................MERLIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328236066314211586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SfGyeNwVUQI/AAAAAAAAAao/Y2m394Qai-s/s320/s01e00_01_merlin_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;and this is Prince Arthur....(the best swordsman in Camelot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328235542731500242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SfGx_vQfKtI/AAAAAAAAAag/xrQeo38foIM/s320/s01e00_01_arthur_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and this is Nimueh, she's an EVIL sorceress (but very pretty, i think)..she wants to kill Arthur, but she realises she has to get past Merlin first..so she can't kill one without the other...(again, two sides of a coin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328236499715677682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SfGy3cTS3fI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qCc94jVa15c/s320/s01e04_12_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;PRETTY COOL, HUH? =D&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/4020888234838469686-6179077878398954201?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6179077878398954201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6179077878398954201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6179077878398954201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6179077878398954201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/04/merlin.html' title='MERLIN!!!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SfGyeNwVUQI/AAAAAAAAAao/Y2m394Qai-s/s72-c/s01e00_01_merlin_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8827610307567213351</id><published>2009-04-23T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:28:47.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Did It Just For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When God entered time and became a man, he who was boundless became bound. Imprisoned in flesh. Restricted by weary-prone muscles and eyelids. For more than three decades, his once limitless reach would be limited to the stretch of an arm, his speed checked to the pace of human feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I wonder, was he ever tempted to reclaim his boundlessness? In the middle of a long trip, did he ever consider transporting himself to the next city? When the rain chilled his bones, was he tempted to change the weather? When the heat parched his lips, did he give thought to popping over to the Caribbean for some refreshment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If ever he entertained such thoughts, he never gave in to them. Not once. Stop and think about this. Not once did Christ use his supernatural powers for personal comfort. With one word he could’ve transformed the hard earth into a soft bed, but he didn’t. With a wave of his hand, he could’ve boomeranged the spit of his accusers back into their faces, but he didn’t. With an arch of his brow, he could’ve paralyzed the hand of the soldier as he braided the crown of thorns. But he didn’t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know the coolest thing about the coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Not that he, in an instant, went from needing nothing to needing air, food, a tub of hot water and salts for his tired feet, and, more than anything, needing somebody—anybody—who was more concerned about where he would spend eternity than where he would spend Friday’s paycheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not that he kept his cool while the dozen best friends he ever had felt the heat and got out of the kitchen. Or that he gave no command to the angels who begged, “Just give the nod, Lord. One word and these demons will be deviled eggs.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Not that he refused to defend himself when blamed for every sin since Adam. Or that he stood silent as a million guilty verdicts echoed in the tribunal of heaven and the giver of light was left in the chill of a sinner’s night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Not even that after three days in a dark hole he stepped into the Easter sunrise with a smile and a swagger and a question for lowly Lucifer—“Is that your best punch?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;That was cool, incredibly cool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But want to know the coolest thing about the One who gave up the crown of heaven for a crown of thorns? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did it for you. Just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8827610307567213351?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8827610307567213351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8827610307567213351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8827610307567213351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8827610307567213351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-did-it-just-for-you.html' title='He Did It Just For You'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7313859546449139565</id><published>2009-04-13T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:05:04.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haven't blogged in quite a while....been busy studying for mocks which are FINALLY over....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another month till the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; exams...then those will stretch on for another month until mid-June....i have bio paper 2 on my birthday... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;at least i don't feel as helpless anymore...i feel like i've put in some actual effort...hopefully my good grades in the mocks will mean good grades in the real exam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh, btw.....this post is my 100th post...happy anniversary, blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7313859546449139565?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7313859546449139565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7313859546449139565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7313859546449139565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7313859546449139565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/04/phew.html' title='phew...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-17095289962345617</id><published>2009-03-25T16:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:04:51.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the Christians busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Satan called a worldwide convention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In his opening address to his assembled demons he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"We cannot keep the Christians from going to church. We cannot keep them from reading their Bibles and knowing the truth. We cannot even keep them from conservative values. Nevertheless, we can do something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We can keep them from forming an intimate, abiding relationship with Christ. If they gain that connection with Jesus, our power over them is broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;o, let them go to church, let them have their conservative lifestyle, but steal their time, so they cannot gain that relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what I want you to do. Distract them from gaining hold of their Saviour and maintaining that vital connection!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"How shall we do this?"&lt;/span&gt; shouted the demons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Keep them busy with the non-essentials of life. Invent schemes to occupy their time."&lt;/span&gt; he answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, then borrow, borrow, borrow. Convince the wives to go to work for long hours and the husbands to work 6 or 7 days a week, 10 - 12 hours a day, so they can afford their lifestyles. Keep them from spending time with their children. As their family fragments, soon their homes will offer no escape from the pressures of work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also:&lt;br /&gt;~Super-stimulate their minds so that they cannot hear that still small voice.&lt;br /&gt;~Entice them to play the radio or cassette player whenever they drive, and to keep the TV, VCR, CD players and PCs going constantly in their homes.&lt;br /&gt;~See to it that every store and restaurant in the world blares secular music constantly. This will jam their minds and break that union with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;~Fill their coffee tables with secular magazines and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;~Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;~Invade their driving moments with billboards.&lt;br /&gt;~Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, sweepstakes, mail order catalogues, and every kind of newsletter and promotional offering, free products, services, and false hopes.&lt;br /&gt;~In their recreation, let them be excessive. Have them return from their recreation exhausted, disquieted, and unprepared for the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;~Do not let them go out in nature to reflect on God' s wonders. Send them to amusement parks, sporting events, concerts, and movies instead.&lt;br /&gt;~When they meet for spiritual fellowship, involve them in gossip and small talk so that they leave with troubled consciences and unsettled emotion.&lt;br /&gt;~Let them be involved in soul-winning, but crowd their lives with so many good causes they have no time to seek power from Christ in prayer. Soon they will be working in their own strength, sacrificing their health and family for the good of the cause."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Convention Aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was quite a convention. The demons went eagerly to their assignments causing Christians everywhere to get busy, busy, busy and rush here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Has the devil been successful at his scheme? You be the judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;How about this definition of BUSY: Being Under Satan's Yoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-17095289962345617?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/17095289962345617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=17095289962345617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/17095289962345617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/17095289962345617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/03/keep-christians-busy.html' title='Keep the Christians busy'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-839153749370160272</id><published>2009-03-22T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:55:26.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I asked God for strength, so I could flourish;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He gave me weakness, so I could learn to rely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked God for wealth, so I could be content;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me insufficiency, so I could learn wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I asked God for flair, so I could earn people's praise;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me humility, so I could learn to earn His praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I asked God for triumph, so I could reach my goals;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me hardship, so I could learn to endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I asked God for what is temporary, He gave me what is eternal;&lt;br /&gt;Because He loves me with unfailing love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-839153749370160272?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/839153749370160272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=839153749370160272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/839153749370160272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/839153749370160272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will you have a boyfriend in 2 months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i highly doubt it....with AS coming? no way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever had a boy best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does the song you're listening to remind you of a special boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not listening to one right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is there a hot boy on your friends list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol...there are quite a few actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you always find it cute when boys call you babe/baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ew..not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Has a boy ever complimented you on your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO....made fun of, yeah.....but never complimented...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What would you do if a boy wrote a song for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think my heart would MELT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you like hugs from boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup yup.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Longest you've ever liked a boy?&lt;br /&gt;umm.....i think it was 3 years....looking back i feel like such a complete idiot...it was all in my head....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Has a boy ever asked you for advice regarding a friend of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whats your relationship with the person you last texted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just friends....funny enough, we only talk online and through sms...face to face is too awkward..neither of us have anything to say..i know, weird, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wake up, go to school, go home, revise, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where was your default picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for my blog: England &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Name something you dislike about the day you're having?&lt;br /&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;YES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are being extremely quiet what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;lol...it means i'm being normal....but if i were really quiet, i means something's bothering me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;not too long ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;yes.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you talk about your feelings or hide them?&lt;br /&gt;hide them. all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you happy at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have stuff to be happy about, and other stuff to be unhappy about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;br /&gt;morning person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;sure...one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What were you doing at 1am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're in the hospital, who on your TOP &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; would you call?&lt;br /&gt;michelle, mandy, yee fatt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do people underestimate you?&lt;br /&gt;lol...i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you remember your nursery teachers name?&lt;br /&gt;nope...i remember primary though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you remember your first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i.......uh.........haven't had one yet......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you rather go to a party or go out of town?&lt;br /&gt;out of town...somewhere quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you still talk to the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;the last person i kissed was my dad, so...........of course i still talk to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whats on your bedroom floor?&lt;br /&gt;my BOOKS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What did you do when woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;got ready for school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are you doing today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Describe your current shirt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you could go back in time and change things, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes...i wouldn't be such a study freak and miss out on so much stuff... i regret always using my studies as an excuse...looking back, i realise my secondary results aren't THAT important....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which movie did you last see in theatres? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Valkyrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you believe that you are a good boyfriend or girlfriend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dunno...i haven't been one yet....but i'm pretty sure i would be a good one...i'd be loyal, for one thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it depends if the person in question is sincere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What was the sweetest thing someone said to you yesterday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;umm.......................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever liked someone else's boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;er.....yes.....but i tried to give up after i realised he was taken...it didn't work.....luckily i'm too much of a coward to say anything..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8887169000506717551?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6120004191808393122</id><published>2009-02-28T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:20:22.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SajzfLNsW7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m9BumT1gkfU/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307759877767846834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SajzfLNsW7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m9BumT1gkfU/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha...i'm quite proud of this one...i think it's done very nicely.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SajzfLNsW7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m9BumT1gkfU/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4324835623058541017</id><published>2009-02-26T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:38:45.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one of my paintings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SaZhdF3AGsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JanhwmvuGsk/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307036363319679682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SaZhdF3AGsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JanhwmvuGsk/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;me loves Patrick!! *biggrin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(yay! Daddy's coming home tomorrow!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4324835623058541017?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4324835623058541017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4324835623058541017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4324835623058541017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4324835623058541017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-one-of-my-paintings.html' title='another one of my paintings...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SaZhdF3AGsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JanhwmvuGsk/s72-c/IMG_0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7555531792577266040</id><published>2009-02-23T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:02:18.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different options</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There are 4 categories of students in the academic world: each consisting of 2 particular characteristics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1st category: hardworking; good results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2nd category: lazy; good results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3rd category: hardworking; poor results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4th category: lazy; poor results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For obvious reasons, I envy people from the second category. They put in absolutely no effort, and yet get straight A's without breaking a sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;As for the 3rd category, i feel sorry for them.. they put in SO much effort, they try and they try, they do their best, and yet every time exams come, they're set up for disappointment again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder how God can be so unfair. But then i remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Each one of us has our own abilities. God is fair. He gives different gifts to each of His children. Some of us are gifted academically, and others in different fields. Whether it's music, art, cookery or helping others, each one of us specialise in our own outstanding way. Like Rick Warren wrote, each one of us has our own SHAPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We don't all have to be engineers or doctor or vets. Those aren't the only careers in the world. We have musicians, architects, psychologists, actors, chefs, businessmen, big bosses of huge companies (e.g. Mr Lau Kiu Kiong) out in the society earning millions, some of which didn't even go to college or university. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If one option seems blocked, broaden your mind. Maybe God wants you to excel in a different area. Try a different path.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7555531792577266040?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7555531792577266040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7555531792577266040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7555531792577266040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7555531792577266040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/different-options.html' title='different options'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-364693575446957927</id><published>2009-02-14T10:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:55:15.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day, everyone!! but let's not forget where love first came from:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"And God so loved the world He gave His one and only Son, that all those who believe in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life." (John 3:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We love because He first loved us." (1 John 4:19)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302487151454305410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY3-HCBvII/AAAAAAAAAY4/8EgRJXm7C9E/s320/he%2520loved2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302491790197115570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY8MHsfyrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/obCUvgKj2Rg/s320/welldonepic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keepos no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302492756374876674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY9EW_OcgI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4SjKR2RQHYk/s320/comfort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302492940078349634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY9PDVi_UI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I1zngGW4uAg/s320/god%27s%2520love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302487250819797730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY4D5Mm0uI/AAAAAAAAAZA/8eGtcvX2nBo/s320/inspirationdec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302486567141400578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY3cGS-YAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/H_LhjoS_RVk/s320/dc~he%2520made%2520me%2520whole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-364693575446957927?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/364693575446957927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=364693575446957927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/364693575446957927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/364693575446957927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-everyone-but-lets.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SZY3-HCBvII/AAAAAAAAAY4/8EgRJXm7C9E/s72-c/he%2520loved2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5132379052419963225</id><published>2009-02-10T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:24:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give your all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;We've all heard the story where God tests Abraham:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;God asked Abraham to sacrifice his one and only son to see if there was anything in his life that he treasured more than God. After all, Abraham's son was given to him by God, if God wants to take the boy back, Abraham ought to give his all to please God. (Genesis 22:1-12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's the same with us. Although God may not ask us to sacrifice (as in kill) the ones we love for Him anymore, He still expects us to give our all in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He may ask us to give up our natural instincts to seek revenge so that we may communicate His forgiving love by forgiving our enemies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He may call us to sacrifice portions of our time or money or comforts to advance His cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Imagine inviting special friends over for dinner and just throwing a bunch of leftovers into the microwave. You can imagine how offended they would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's the same with God. Whether we give Him the leftovers in our life or give Him our very best. The way we respond to what He requires echos how we really feel about Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Remember, He gave His one and only son for us. How could we make a lesser sacrifice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No sacrifice we make is too great for the One who sacrificed His all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5132379052419963225?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5132379052419963225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5132379052419963225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5132379052419963225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5132379052419963225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/give-your-all.html' title='give your all'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7588398401950878463</id><published>2009-02-07T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:29:58.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;what's the point in holding on so hard to something when it's inevitable that you're going to lose it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I read something somewhere the other day...it goes something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you really love something, let it go free. After it's free, if it comes back to you, then it's yours forever. If it doesn't, then it never was."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jealousy is a strange thing...especially when mixed with shyness...you feel terrible but you're too much of a coward to say anything.. I never imagined i'd be so torn up over someone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7588398401950878463?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7588398401950878463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7588398401950878463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7588398401950878463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7588398401950878463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-point-in-holding-on-so-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6359696855435838879</id><published>2009-02-06T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:27:31.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;"Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, 'They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don't know where they have put him!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first. He bent over and looked in at the strips of linen lying there but did not go in. Then Simon Peter, who was behind him, arrived and went into the tomb. He saw the strips of linen lying there, as well as the burial cloth that had been around Jesus' head. the cloth was folded up by itself, separate from the linen. Finally the other disciple, who had reached to tomb first, also went inside. He saw and believed...........On the evening of the first day of the week, when the disciples were together, with the doors locked for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said, 'Peace be with you!'. After he said this, he showed them his hand and his side. The disciples were overjoyed when they saw the Lord." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;John 20:1-8, 19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"You, being dead in your trespasses,.....He has made alive together with Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colossians 2:13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;On February 6, 1958, a chartered plane carrying most of the members of the English soccer team Manchester United crashed on takeoff from Munich, Germany. With so many of their star players lost, some despaired over the prospects for the team's survival. Yet today it is one of the best-known teams in the world. Fittingly, the man who rebuilt the team, Matt Busby, survived the crash himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nearly 2000 years ago, Jesus' arrest and subsequent crucifixion caused many of His followers to despair. The disciples themselves had lost hope. But their despondency evaporated on that first Easter morning when they found that the stone sealing the tomb had been moved aside (John 20:1). Jesus had risen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jesus soon appeared to Mary Magdalene (v.11-16) and then to his disciples (v.19). His visit brought a remarkable change in them. As one version renders it, they were 'overjoyed' (v.20).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Perhaps your world has crashed around you. It may be a deep personal loss, a tragedy in your family, or some other great trial. Jesus' resurrection proved that He is greater than the greatest obstacles. He can rebuild your life - as He did with His disciples - starting today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God can turn any difficulty into an opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;[adapted from Our Daily Bread]&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/4020888234838469686-6359696855435838879?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6359696855435838879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6359696855435838879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6359696855435838879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6359696855435838879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/02/rise-up.html' title='Rise Up!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6746051762119504780</id><published>2009-01-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:49:58.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you’re born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone is healed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone will hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone will lose faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;smile, because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone will be born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6746051762119504780?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6746051762119504780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6746051762119504780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6746051762119504780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6746051762119504780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/01/as.html' title='as'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6121672826583499654</id><published>2009-01-18T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:42:15.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(I cried when i read this...it's really touching.... what's sad, is, this really happens in the world...it's not fiction...this kind of thing actually happens...so sad..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, Johnny brought a gun to school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He told his friends that it was cool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And when he pulled the trigger back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It shot with a great crack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I was a good girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I did what I was told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I went to school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I got straight A's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I even got the gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But Mommy, when I went school that day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I never said good-bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But Mommy, please don't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When Johnny shot the gun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He hit me and another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And all because Johnny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got the gun from his older brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, please tell Daddy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That I love him very much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And please tell Chris, my boyfriend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That it wasn't just a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And tell my little sister:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That she is the only one now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And tell my dear sweet grandmother:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll by waiting for her now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And tell my wonderful friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That they always were the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I'm not the first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm no better than the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, tell my teachers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I won't show up for class,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And never to forget this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And please don't let this pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, why'd it have to be me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;No one deserves this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, warn the others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I left without a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And Mommy, tell the doctors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know they really did try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think I even saw a doctor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Trying not to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I'm slowly dying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;With a bullet in my chest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But Mommy, please remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm in heaven with the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I ran as fast as I could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When I heard that crack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, listen to me if you would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm not coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to go to college,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to try things that were new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I guess I'm not going with Daddy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;On that trip to the new zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to get married,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to have a kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanted to be an actress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, I wanted to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But Mommy I must go now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The time is getting late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mommy, tell my boyfriend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love you Mommy, I always have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know you know it's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And Mommy all I wanted to say is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Mommy, I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6121672826583499654?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6121672826583499654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1859859764759188037</id><published>2009-01-13T14:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:34:17.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw681B82II/AAAAAAAAAWo/Mog0OUe3Xf0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290668478955313282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw681B82II/AAAAAAAAAWo/Mog0OUe3Xf0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; raining...raining...raining......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8PJeQCrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/t_lQTqHvyKE/s1600-h/raining_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290669893191994034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8PJeQCrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/t_lQTqHvyKE/s320/raining_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;been raining non-stop the past few days....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I get wet everyday when i cycle to school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8A_ANm7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/up38bSUxJ9s/s1600-h/thumbnailCAY4J0GV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290669649863482290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8A_ANm7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/up38bSUxJ9s/s320/thumbnailCAY4J0GV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8J3eQnlI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hGMvcJyFxb8/s1600-h/thumbnailCAR5ML8T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290669802460847698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWw8J3eQnlI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hGMvcJyFxb8/s320/thumbnailCAR5ML8T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290722019814766178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxrpURldmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Td3dC7I7cO4/s320/usa_-_summer_04.1091210220.raining_on_kids" border="0" /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rain rain rain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290723067277181746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxsmSYFgzI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yWu7IVrVlFI/s320/raining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290723167098100818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxssGPP3FI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ePogJ2YPx7w/s320/raining+_FLOWER45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290723342560734658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxs2T4zLcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/_u9YG0Svf4E/s320/rainy-bog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290722972518623218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxsgxX4p_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/FukArK7gFSU/s320/Aug72002RainingHard.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290723248322135906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SWxsw00kR2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/_KrQFfKVHdI/s320/rainning_street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1859859764759188037?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's been a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;since we last saw each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;my impatience and my longing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;known to no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We share something special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;something no one else seems to care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;just the two of us, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;But we're just friends (right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We share secrets, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;things we've never told anyone before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Don't worry, your secret is safe with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'll take it to the grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I miss it when it was just us,&lt;br /&gt;just you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You mentioned you might be dropping by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I know I'll be looking forward to that moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sometimes I miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;so much to the point it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;and not a moment goes by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;where I forget to remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What's funny is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;you're only 5 minutes walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;How can it be so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;to push a few buttons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;and hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You're the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;at the end of the tunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;the one I look forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;But sometimes that tunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;seems, oh, so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When will I see you again, my friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3971352050318312648?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3971352050318312648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3971352050318312648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3971352050318312648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3971352050318312648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-and-me-jp.html' title='You And Me (JP)'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6444541334793918684</id><published>2009-01-09T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:21:51.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My throat goes dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My hands go numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My stomach drops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I start to sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I need someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To be by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you're all i think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just seeing you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Makes me blush and pout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But this is a feeling I can't explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;An emotional feeling without a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But my only question for you is this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is this what love is all about&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6444541334793918684?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6444541334793918684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6444541334793918684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6444541334793918684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6444541334793918684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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camps and activities at church kept me so busy and happy...I am NOT looking forward to classes starting in a few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I just came back from a farewell camp which lasted 3 days and 2 nights..and now I feel really flat that everything's over and school starts in a few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Concerning holiday homework, I haven't finished all of it, because, like I said, I've just been soooo busy...but at least i've done some of it..hopefully I can finish it when I'm in the mood for studying (and before the teachers cover it)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and btw..HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-149075353088928532?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8706894756865206860</id><published>2008-12-25T19:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:30:43.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloo..i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hellooo, there! yes, i'm sorry my blog has been MIA these past two weeks....and it's not that nothing interesting has been happening, it's just that there's been SO MUCH happening and i don't know where to start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;First and foremost: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283702510510539426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN7cGXSAqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/0BKKKSrntaQ/s320/snowman-on-christmas-scene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Secondly, i've been going for a holiday course thing at church twice a week where we do Bible study and other cool fun activities, like decorating the church, wrapping presents for the kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283686743419431986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVNtGVX0rDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dfDES92tVNc/s320/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then there's the christmas dance... we've been practising for just over a week for today's performance...that was super fun!! haha...and it was the first time I was in charge of a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVNud7RmYnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BU9GtV9Df2w/s1600-h/IMG_2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283688248242496114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVNud7RmYnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BU9GtV9Df2w/s200/IMG_2774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN218jxNNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8FYADtnLTtw/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283697456997020882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN218jxNNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8FYADtnLTtw/s200/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3B6DbsjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/kCnjyWhGBUE/s1600-h/IMG_2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283697662482952754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3B6DbsjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/kCnjyWhGBUE/s200/IMG_2793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3PBRsc8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CwpqE1r-PEQ/s1600-h/IMG_2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283697887760118722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3PBRsc8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CwpqE1r-PEQ/s200/IMG_2817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3qE89ZJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/E3k3OAA7Jbo/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283698352603358354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SVN3qE89ZJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/E3k3OAA7Jbo/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lol..&lt;em&gt;pressure!! &lt;/em&gt;But it turned out okay..everyone really liked it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;ooh...and christmas carolling!! how &lt;em&gt;amazing &lt;/em&gt;was that? this year was the first time my church sent out carol groups....and i really enjoyed myself!! ^^ (unfortunately i don't have any pics yet...i'll upload them as soon as i have them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8706894756865206860?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8706894756865206860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8706894756865206860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7357552011003498298</id><published>2008-12-12T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:06:29.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Your thoughts are all happy, sitting high in your chair,&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to others, I guess you just don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;I can see an old man walking alone in the street,&lt;br /&gt;With cuts on his hands, and no shoes on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got your family, to love and to hold,&lt;br /&gt;While he has no one to love, all alone in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;You’re laying in a bed all warm in the night,&lt;br /&gt;While he’s laying in a box, full of fear and fright.&lt;br /&gt;One day you meet him, and he asks for some change,&lt;br /&gt;Of course you deny, just don’t feel like the shame.&lt;br /&gt;But one day you’re sorry, so you go back and see,&lt;br /&gt;But the man you ignored, can no longer be.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7357552011003498298?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7357552011003498298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7357552011003498298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7357552011003498298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7357552011003498298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/12/homeless.html' title='Homeless'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-2429088323404482524</id><published>2008-12-07T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:46:43.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written by Kimmy the sofa:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, my twitchy, witchy girl,&lt;br /&gt;I think you are so nice,&lt;br /&gt;I give you bowls of porridge,&lt;br /&gt;I give you lots of ice,&lt;br /&gt;cream.&lt;br /&gt;I give you lots of kisses,&lt;br /&gt;I give you lots of hugs,&lt;br /&gt;But I never give you sandwiches,&lt;br /&gt;with bugs,&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl who used to dance a lot, and her name was Apple. One day, she danced and danced till her feet turned into sausages. THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a sponge named Bob. Let’s call him Sponge-Bob, and he had an amazing sponge, which heals plankton rash. One day his friend, a starfish called Pat-Rick had plankton rash on his butt, which he had caught by accidentally squatting on plankton when a toilet was unavailable. Sponge-Bob says ‘AHA, Pat-Rick! I have a solution to your problem!’ and he rubbed his amazing sponge on Pat-Rick’s butt and the plankton rash magically disappeared. Both Pat-Rick and Sponge-Bob were both so happy that they danced and danced till their feet turned into sausages. THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-2429088323404482524?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/2429088323404482524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=2429088323404482524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2429088323404482524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2429088323404482524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/12/written-by-kimmy-sofa.html' title='Written by Kimmy the sofa:'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1867243425423087421</id><published>2008-12-04T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:04:22.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I close my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;As I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I see a picture of his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;As I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I see him laying beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;As I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I see him with his arms around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;As I close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I see him kissing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But as I open my eyes I notice it was all a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1867243425423087421?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8651797527626501249</id><published>2008-12-02T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:03:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choose your colour of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Choose one colour from the following depending on how you feel today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[This is just for fun, i don't know if it's 100% accurate or not, but it worked for me..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;, WHITE, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GREY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;AQUA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SKY BLUE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MAGENTA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BROWN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PEACH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOT PINK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE- feeling a little lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHITE -having problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GREEN- just relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;YELLOW- addicted to candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK- feeling so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GREY- having a boring time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BLACK- craving for chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;AQUA- hyper hyper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ORANGE- not in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SKY BLUE-calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED- happy because the person you love loves you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAGENTA- heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BROWN- the person you like doesn't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PEACH- your not bored. you got a lot of fun activities to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GOLD- saving money for a vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;CHOCOLATE- you're really in love and you can't stop thinking about the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOT PINK- you feel hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BLUE- you like someone but you don't know how that someone feels about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8651797527626501249?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8651797527626501249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8651797527626501249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8651797527626501249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8651797527626501249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/12/choose-your-colour-of-day.html' title='choose your colour of the day'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4386122436627941432</id><published>2008-11-30T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:07:50.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fine Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haha..this is actually really FUN! (My responses are in brackets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write that song name down NO MATTER HOW silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put this on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. If someone says, "is this okay?" ... you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Once Upon A December-Anastasia OST (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- So In Love With You –Planet Shakers (YES! So true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. What do you like in a boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- The Reason-Hoobastank (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Born To Make You Happy-Britney Spears (hahas….lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- A Million Love Songs-Shane Ward (wow…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mine Mine Mine-Pocahontas (NOO! It’s not!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Today-Planet Shakers (okay, that does NOT make sense…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No Promises-Shane Ward (*gulp*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- My Love Will Get You Home-Christine Glass (o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. What is 2 + 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At The Beginning-Anastasia OST (no comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- (You Want To) Make A Memory-Bon Jovi (cool..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All You Will Never Know-Avril Lavigne (SO SO accurate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Great Is The Lord-Planet Shakers (PERFECT!!! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Winter Light-The Secret Garden OST (whoa…how COOL is that??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Push It To The Limit-Corbin Bleu (I guess that makes sense…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Topsy Turvy-Hunchback of Notre Dame OST (HAHAHAHAHA!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Fire and Ice-Enya (wow…..i hope they do…that’s a real nice song…sad too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;18.What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Candyman-Christina Aguilera (YES, I love candy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Bare Necessities-Jungle Book OST (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- With Love-Hilary Duff (WHY do all these questions end up with something to do with love??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;21. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Majesty-Planet Shakers (wow... hear that guys?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;22. What will you post this as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One Fine Day – Hayley Westenra&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/4020888234838469686-4386122436627941432?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4386122436627941432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4386122436627941432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4386122436627941432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4386122436627941432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-fine-day.html' title='One Fine Day'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-9003109083200582550</id><published>2008-11-27T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:05:15.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've been so crazy over Twilight lately that i felt i just had to show the whole world how pathetically OBSESSED i am...so i changed the layout... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Haha, actually, i was getting kinda tired with the old layout, so i started hunting for something new..and that's when the thought hit me: "He-llo? How 'bout Twilight?" So i ran a search and tada! found the perfect layout... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and need i mention i just L-O-V-E it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-9003109083200582550?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/9003109083200582550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=9003109083200582550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9003109083200582550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9003109083200582550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-layout.html' title='new layout..'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-2160009296140175259</id><published>2008-11-26T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:30:05.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How pathetic is it to miss someone so much when they live practically next door to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How is it possible to not have caught a glimpse of that someone when you supposedly cross paths everyday on the way to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can you miss someone who you haven't seen in months, yet is just a dial away? (Why is it so hard to dial a number?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How can you miss someone so much to the point it hurts, when in fact they're only 5 minutes walk away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-2160009296140175259?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/2160009296140175259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=2160009296140175259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2160009296140175259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2160009296140175259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/how.html' title='How...?'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4519102961070661494</id><published>2008-11-25T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:00:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon to be made into a movie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[An extract from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;www.stepheniemeyer.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;***November 22, 2008***&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't read about it on fansites or movie blogs, here is the news that we have all been waiting for [source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="target='_blank';" href="http://www.summit-ent.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Summit Entertainment (summit-ent.com)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SUMMIT ENTERTAINMENT ANNOUNCES TWILIGHT SEQUEL - NEW MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Los Angeles, CA November 22, 2008 — Summit Entertainment announced today that the studio is officially moving forward with the production of NEW MOON, the second installment of its filmed franchise TWILIGHT, the action-packed, modern day vampire love story. The movie will be based on the second novel in author Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series titled, New Moon. The first movie in the TWILIGHT franchise, the self-titled TWILIGHT, arrived in theaters this weekend to sold-out showings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer stated, "I don't think any other author has had a more positive experience with the makers of her movie adaptation than I have had with Summit Entertainment. I'm thrilled to have the chance to work with them again on NEW MOON."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Starring Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart, TWILIGHT tells the story of 17-year-old Bella Swan who moves to the small town of Forks, Washington to live with her father, and becomes drawn to Edward Cullen, a pale, mysterious classmate who seems determined to push her away. But neither can deny the attraction that pulls them together...even when Edward confides that he and his family are vampires. Their unorthodox romance puts her in physical danger when Edward's nemesis comes to town and sets his sights on Bella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[me? I'm just bouncing up and down and screaming and going CRAZY!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4519102961070661494?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4519102961070661494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4519102961070661494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4519102961070661494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4519102961070661494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/extract-from-www.html' title='New Moon to be made into a movie!!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8508956544490320439</id><published>2008-11-21T10:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:01:04.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOOK AT THE COUNTDOWN TIMER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i don't even care it comes out one week later in Malaysia...I'm just glad it's coming out!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My dad took us to go see the new james bond movie the other night...and guess what i saw in Star Cineplex...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271397664034982098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SSfEPxKhCNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/jUcI5o4gAVk/s400/movieposter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(obviously it said 11.27.08 instead of 11.21.08, but who cares about that minor detail?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heeeeheeee.....lalalalala....so happppyyyyyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyone want to go watch it with meee? I'd be really hyper though....sqealing and jumping up and down....so i'd understand if no one volunteered for the job.... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oooooh! maybe daddy can take me! i've been going on about it forever...and he even asked me about it after the bond movie.... *big grin*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8508956544490320439?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8508956544490320439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8508956544490320439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8508956544490320439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8508956544490320439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-look-at-countdown-timer.html' title='it&apos;s time!!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SSfEPxKhCNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/jUcI5o4gAVk/s72-c/movieposter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3815961592355000000</id><published>2008-11-18T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:22:18.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag, you're it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Rule 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Rule 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continuing this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ no way...gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to college?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ it's cool...i don't &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; it, but i don't hate it either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ the first thing i would do is have the guitars in my church fixed....next i would donate however much is needed for our branch to start building a new church (we're currently located in a shophouse block)......then i would splurge on family and friends and myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ erm....................i think i already have..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ loving someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;7. List 5 recently watched movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ The Game Plan, The Nanny Diaries, Lassie, Phantom of the Opera, The Grinch who stole Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ i would just let it go... (or try to anyway...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;9. List 5 favourite TV shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ Prison Break, Heroes, Robin Hood, Ugly Betty, Doctor Who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ not really...except for not studying hard enough these recent exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ let's see......hmm...i'll be 26....so i'll probably have a decent job, and married or in a relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;12. Who are the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ God, family, friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person that tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ Jinky...haha....funNY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ married but poor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;15. What is your favourite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, which one would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ not gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;18. What are the top 5 places on your "go-to" list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ London, New York, Paris, New Zealand, Hawaii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;19. Name 3 things you would like to do but would never be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~ meet the vampires from twilight, have Wentworth Miller fall in love with me, become a worldwide famous artist (i heard artists only become famous after they die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~kay, since everyone i know in the blog world has already been tagged, there's really no point in tagging them again, is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3815961592355000000?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3815961592355000000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3815961592355000000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3815961592355000000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3815961592355000000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title='tag, you&apos;re it!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-2241080869643286075</id><published>2008-11-14T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:54:40.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;phew...free at last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-2241080869643286075?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/2241080869643286075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=2241080869643286075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2241080869643286075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2241080869643286075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-9139545200325978596</id><published>2008-11-13T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:09:06.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I suddenly had a really really scary thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;What if Twilight doesn't show in Malaysia?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The thought suddenly came to me when i wondered how come i haven't seen it advertising on tv or whatever.....i mean, high school musical is showing NON STOP...along with the new James Bond movie.............BUT WHAT ABOUT TWILIGHT????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if it doesn't come out in Malaysia, i think i will DIE.............well..okay, maybe not..i'm exaggerating....but STILL... i would be really really disappointed... I've been waiting for this movie FOREVER, and if it turns out i don't even get to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; it....*sigh* the disappointment would just be too much to bear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-9139545200325978596?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/9139545200325978596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=9139545200325978596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9139545200325978596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/9139545200325978596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-suddenly-had-really-really-scary.html' title='oh no'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6460040043125798551</id><published>2008-11-10T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:33:28.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lord, please help me do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6460040043125798551?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6460040043125798551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6460040043125798551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6460040043125798551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6460040043125798551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/e.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1862867246763462365</id><published>2008-11-06T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:10:01.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I've been thinking about 'him' a lot lately.....a lot more than usual...and i can't keep it bottled up anymore...i have to let it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I think it's because i haven't seen him in ages....not seeing him for so long is finally getting to me...it's driving me up the wall! Every now and then i'll suddenly think of him, not for long though, just long enough for that twang of sadness...either something will remind me of him, or i'll suddenly remember something we shared together, and i'll be lost in my memories for a moment....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;gawd, i hate it when i crush on a guy...it lasts forever! i've been like this since the beginning of the year! it's getting embarrassing! not to mention pathetic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;and of all the people to fall for, why does it have to be HIM?? the one person i can't bear to lose...the one i'd miss the most if i lost him in any way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;but i'm starting to fear i've lost him already...the simple fact that i just don't &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; him anymore..sometimes i wonder if he thinks of me half as often as i think of him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;maybe this is why i can't seem to be concentrating as much as i should be for next week's exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1862867246763462365?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/1862867246763462365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=1862867246763462365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1862867246763462365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1862867246763462365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-thinking-about-him-lot-lately.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4076166908955317378</id><published>2008-11-04T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:05:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;whoa....where DOES the time go??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams are NEXT WEEK and i feel like i haven't studied at all...*gulp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But lately i've been praying a lot...praying to God to get me through these exams....for Him to give me strength, wisdom, perseverance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like before the maths and bio quiz, i prayed and prayed....and He really helped me! I got 85 for the bio quiz and i'm not sure about maths yet, but i felt pretty okay while i was taking it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess, as long as i have faith in Him and put SOME effort in my studies, He &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; help me get through it all....He will not desert me... Like it says in purpose driven life, "&lt;em&gt;He will never desert you, nor will He leave you to struggle on your own. Just as a mother would not leave her baby crying in the street, neither will He abandon you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4076166908955317378?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4076166908955317378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4076166908955317378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4076166908955317378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4076166908955317378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-faith.html' title='have faith'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3495604764653747268</id><published>2008-11-02T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:11:09.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SQ-u8IA5ifI/AAAAAAAAAVY/e0ALXmUFJ-Q/s1600-h/songs_under_the_apple_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264618837386037746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SQ-u8IA5ifI/AAAAAAAAAVY/e0ALXmUFJ-Q/s400/songs_under_the_apple_tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Do NOT get excited or gasp in shock, this is not mine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;This is just a copy of the original, and it's the next one on my list to tackle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;It's called 'songs under the apple tree' and is done by Linda Bergkvist....nice huh?&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/4020888234838469686-3495604764653747268?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3495604764653747268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3495604764653747268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3495604764653747268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3495604764653747268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-not-get-excited-or-gasp-in-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SQ-u8IA5ifI/AAAAAAAAAVY/e0ALXmUFJ-Q/s72-c/songs_under_the_apple_tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-723143435912253866</id><published>2008-10-26T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:47:22.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing The Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night at Youth we watched this really nice movie, Facing The Giants...&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing!! It's really motivating, and inspirational..such a GREAT movie!!&lt;br /&gt;It's about a football coach who hits rock bottom in his life...everything's just going wrong....and when you think, okay, it CANNOT get any worse...it does.&lt;br /&gt;In desperation, the coach turns to God and begs for light in his time of darkness.. Then from there, it's just miracle after miracle..and you're just like...W.O.W.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously recommend EVERYONE to watch it....you can find it on YouTube....it is SO worth it...&lt;br /&gt;My favourite scene is when one of the football players carries another one on his back the entire length of the field on his arms....when i was watching it, i was like 'come on! come on! a little bit further! you can do it!' I was almost jumping out of my seat...it was THAT good....&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE this movie....so motivating!! and it's great for non-believers too...so they can see that with God, nothing is impossible. Here's a quick trailer for the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zciqppDGzGo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-723143435912253866?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/723143435912253866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=723143435912253866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/723143435912253866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/723143435912253866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/facing-giants.html' title='Facing The Giants'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6458644330298086558</id><published>2008-10-25T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:52:35.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uxjNDE2fMjI&amp;hl=en&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/uxjNDE2fMjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**jumps up and down like an idiot and squeals excitedly**&lt;br /&gt;yay! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yay!!&lt;/span&gt; *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6458644330298086558?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6458644330298086558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6458644330298086558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6458644330298086558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6458644330298086558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight-trailer-in-hd-jumps-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7215303193460815747</id><published>2008-10-23T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:13:22.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging much lately...i suddenly looked at the calendar and thought......"what?? 2 weeks left?! Okay, i better put my paintbrushes down and start studying!!" &lt;br /&gt;So i've mostly been studying the past few days...maths quiz on thursday, bio quiz on friday.....&lt;br /&gt;then the semester exams in a couple of weeks...there's A LOT to study now...twice as much as last time...so i won't be blogging much for the next couple of weeks....i'll be studying my brains out...&lt;br /&gt;over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7215303193460815747?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7215303193460815747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7215303193460815747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7215303193460815747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7215303193460815747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-havent-been-blogging-much-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1982803883854246616</id><published>2008-10-18T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:32:58.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVxUUotm1P4&amp;hl=en&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/sVxUUotm1P4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, Aladdin and Jasmine!! ^^ A Whole Neeeeew Woooorld..... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1982803883854246616?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/1982803883854246616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=1982803883854246616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1982803883854246616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1982803883854246616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-aladdin-and-jasmine-whole-neeeeew.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3834726267420548417</id><published>2008-10-17T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:27:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol....okay, so since EVERYONE seems to be reading Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren, i think i will too....(eventhough i already read it last year =P)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was touched after reading Michelle's recent post, i just feel i need to get motivated again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've kinda had a dream to either be an artist or a vet since i was young, but in reality, come on, a vet? I heard only the best of the best of the best ever get chosen, and to be honest, i'm not even a best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i thought about studying forensics cause i &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; CSI....but that seems a bit high too...so maybe i need to come back down to earth and reconsider my options...pull myself together....find my purpose......and i'm going to do that by re-reading Purpose Driven Life... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257943718759300978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPf39FWk_3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dBzq6mt9lwI/s200/%25E5%259B%25BE%25E5%2583%258F166.jpg" border="0" /&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/4020888234838469686-3834726267420548417?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3834726267420548417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3834726267420548417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3834726267420548417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3834726267420548417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPf39FWk_3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/dBzq6mt9lwI/s72-c/%25E5%259B%25BE%25E5%2583%258F166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6698204837336047209</id><published>2008-10-16T13:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:26:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is my "masterpiece" =P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257616576660551666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbOa6EOt_I/AAAAAAAAARc/ydqHBeWsguI/s320/(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;As you can see, the face is horribly mishapen.... =P But apart from that, overall i think it's quite okay....of course it's beyond my capability to copy the oringinal 100%, all i can do is give it my best.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbOyZDMywI/AAAAAAAAARk/RFPOlprTN1c/s1600-h/Enchanted_Flute.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257616980114721538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbOyZDMywI/AAAAAAAAARk/RFPOlprTN1c/s200/Enchanted_Flute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbO_4v5X5I/AAAAAAAAARs/fkJMGsFKL_8/s1600-h/(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257617211961991058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbO_4v5X5I/AAAAAAAAARs/fkJMGsFKL_8/s200/(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;original : mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my defence, my painting itself, instead of just a photo of it, is waay cooler.... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt; When i compare the two side by side&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (the original and my version)&lt;/span&gt; , it just doesn't look as cool....heheh... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6698204837336047209?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6698204837336047209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6698204837336047209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6698204837336047209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6698204837336047209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-is-my-masterpiece-p-as-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPbOa6EOt_I/AAAAAAAAARc/ydqHBeWsguI/s72-c/(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8278957692213857727</id><published>2008-10-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:14:27.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes!!! finally finished!! Ive been working on this painting for 3-4 months now....and i just finished it last night!! so relieved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; haven't photographed mine yet, so this is just the oringinal....what i do is develop the original, and try to imitate it as best as i can....I'll post pictures of my imitation as soon as possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568602923911506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPaiyd-GyVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/M8Vp3-s6eDw/s320/Enchanted_Flute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;These are some of my previous works...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568983085651506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPajImLuljI/AAAAAAAAARE/U1-qE8MN82Q/s320/P6080296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257570247781786530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPakSNiyI6I/AAAAAAAAARM/l2eNinTP0zU/s320/Night+Sky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257570827708724882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPakz98I9pI/AAAAAAAAARU/Se7jM5YNqmU/s320/PB260002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8278957692213857727?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8278957692213857727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8278957692213857727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8278957692213857727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8278957692213857727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-finally-finished-ive-been-working.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPaiyd-GyVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/M8Vp3-s6eDw/s72-c/Enchanted_Flute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8982185738720185220</id><published>2008-10-13T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:15:40.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today is Jinky's birthday......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;JINKY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I gave him the card we all signed....Powerpuff girls! Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup! He told me he really likes it...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well.....he SHOULD! I put&lt;em&gt; A LOT&lt;/em&gt; of effort into it...and it came out really nice...even I like it! =) hehe...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256827475171415730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPQAvJ8bFrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eyaNSQbAfjE/s320/powerpuff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8982185738720185220?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8982185738720185220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8982185738720185220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8982185738720185220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8982185738720185220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-jinkys-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPQAvJ8bFrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eyaNSQbAfjE/s72-c/powerpuff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5318569967887266362</id><published>2008-10-12T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:33:12.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My next painting to tackle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256182503898709778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPG2I4uBfxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Jr3zjGjegjU/s320/totoro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of my Youth teachers just &lt;em&gt;LOVES &lt;/em&gt;Totoro, and she asked if i could paint her a picture of Totoro, and i thought, hey, why not? After all she's done for me the past 5 years, it's the least i can do.... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4020888234838469686-5318569967887266362?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5318569967887266362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5318569967887266362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5318569967887266362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5318569967887266362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-next-painting-to-tackle-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SPG2I4uBfxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Jr3zjGjegjU/s72-c/totoro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-2503801885136835956</id><published>2008-10-10T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:02:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy.......&lt;br /&gt;been so busy the past few days.....bio, chem, and plus all the cards i've been making....Teacher Michael's....Jinky's....Miss May's.....the first two with deadlines...luckily there's still a long way till Ms May's...so i can take my time with her card....I'm planning to post them once they're done....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-2503801885136835956?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/2503801885136835956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=2503801885136835956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2503801885136835956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/2503801885136835956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6066694138527525087</id><published>2008-10-08T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:41:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who was I kidding?....Of course i would cry..... I cried A LOT.....i couldn't help it.....it was so sad.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The microphone was passed around the congregation so if anyone had anything to say, they were free to do so...It started off with Brother Chew's wife and she read out a letter she found among his possessions which she wrote to him 10 years ago - it was the first time he had to go off on business since their marridge. In it she wrote how much she missed him and how unnatural it felt without him there.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then the was passed to his two children. The youngest went first. She thanked her daddy for buying her dolls, and for playing with her.....Then it was the son's turn. Being a bit older, he understood that he wouldn't be seeing his daddy anymore and was crying as well.....He thanked his daddy for buying him a basketball, and for sending him to school and picking him up, and asked his daddy to say hi to Jesus for him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then it was Brother Chew's brother's turn.... Since Bro. Chew was the only christian in his family, the rest of his family had only been to church a few times before.....His brother could hardly speak - his voice was shaking so hard and he was crying non-stop. He mostly shared childhood memories, and his feelings now that his little brother is no longer here....One of the things he said really stuck with me.... "In '97 we came to church to attend his wedding......In 2008 we came to church to attend his funeral."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HOW SAD IS THAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And so the mic was passed around....every few passes someone said a few words...mostly memories and how they met Bro. Chew and how long they knew him...a lot of people directed their words to Bro. Chew's family, hoping they accept Jesus as their saviour and one day meet their beloved son/brother again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It was a very sad night....lots of tears..... I just hope there won't be another one anytime soon.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6066694138527525087?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6066694138527525087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6066694138527525087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6066694138527525087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6066694138527525087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-was-i-kidding.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5263050699582360905</id><published>2008-10-07T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:19:04.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to the memorial service tonight.....hope I don't cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5263050699582360905?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5263050699582360905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5263050699582360905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5263050699582360905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5263050699582360905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-to-memorial-service-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8161733638068652717</id><published>2008-10-05T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:28:12.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is so short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not long ago our church experienced the passing away of Elder Jong. Yesterday, exactly one month later, our church suffered another loss - Brother Chew&lt;br /&gt;A short intro on Brother Chew:&lt;br /&gt;He would have celebrated his 40th birthday on Saturday. He has (had) a wife and two children – a boy a girl. The son, who is the eldest, is only in Primary 2. Brother Chew and his wife are &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;were? I’m confused whether to use past or present tense)&lt;/span&gt; very active in church – they’re one of the couples the rest of us admire…both of them are Sunday school teachers and almost half of our Youth [population] have been their students once upon a time, so this kinda “hit” us harder than Elder Jong’s passing…&lt;br /&gt;No one could have guessed he would leave us so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Early yesterday morning, his wife found him in bed as usual. She only noticed something was wrong when she found she couldn’t wake him. It took a while to sink in - he had passed away in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors suspect he suffered from a silent heart attack. What’s so upsetting, apart from the suddenness of it all, is the fact that Brother Chew had no other symptoms. Apart from a little discomfort last year, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Just out of the blue, one morning his wife couldn’t wake him up. Tragic and heartbreaking. Unbelievable. Just like that. You go to sleep and don’t wake up. Life is so short. We should cherish the time we have now....it could end any time...we have no idea whether or not we'll live to see tomorrow...This shock really put everything into perspective for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only comfort is that he WILL wake up. We all will. When we are done here, we WILL open our eyes again. One day we’ll all be reunited. We comfort ourselves with the fact that God loves us so much He would never let us perish. That is my firm belief. &lt;br /&gt;I regret that I don’t have a photo of their family to show everyone what a beautiful family they were…I so wish I did….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8161733638068652717?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8161733638068652717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8161733638068652717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8161733638068652717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8161733638068652717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4430880569923660782</id><published>2008-10-03T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:58:25.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another preview for Twilight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio6Y_XA5Ko&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woohoo! I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twilight!! *sigh* Edward and Bella...And I'm currently reading Midnight Sun, which is Twilight from Edward's point of view....seriously addictive! once you start, you just can't stop!! (well, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; can't)&lt;br /&gt;Yay Twilight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4430880569923660782?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4430880569923660782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4430880569923660782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4430880569923660782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4430880569923660782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-preview-for-twilight-woohoo-i_03.html' title=''/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4232352849599283060</id><published>2008-10-01T19:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:34:26.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252147187173876690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SONgCieQ49I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Y6_iygERNZ0/s200/ahrh_hari_raya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252146781559847842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SONfq7cV-6I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ccy7x_Rkgo4/s200/Selamat+Hari+Raya+1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today wasn't much of a celebration for me though...I didn't go out visiting coz I don't know any Muslim friends...I just sat at home and finished my pencil case....yay! finally finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252145566453033698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SONekM0TauI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VKzBEPb2fmY/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and yes, every single thread is&lt;em&gt; hand-stitched&lt;/em&gt;.....exhausting! but i'm really happy with it.. ^^ ..i've pushed my patience to the limit and I won!! heheh...but i kinda negleced it for a few weeks though....just lost interest.... and then I picked it up again just as the holidays were coming to an end...and now it's finally completed!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4232352849599283060?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4232352849599283060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4232352849599283060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4232352849599283060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4232352849599283060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SONgCieQ49I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Y6_iygERNZ0/s72-c/ahrh_hari_raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7561120998333491346</id><published>2008-09-28T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:02:57.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hehe...like my new layout? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I got bored of the old one and decided to change it, mostly because there were a few glitches with the old layout - the c-box which double posts everything, and the fact that posts with videos end up really choppy [like my previous post]...another reason i prefer this layout is because everything is on the same page...the music player, the c-box, the 'about me' section...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7561120998333491346?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7561120998333491346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7561120998333491346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7561120998333491346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7561120998333491346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/hehe.html' title='new layout..'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3495421094172895663</id><published>2008-09-26T13:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:02:29.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight high...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;*groan* holidays almost over... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The past two weeks just &lt;em&gt;flew&lt;/em&gt; by....and eventhough i know i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; have studied.............i didn't get round to doing much....just mostly spent my days hanging around the house, watching tv and surfing the net and reading Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;....oh oh oh!! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BREAKING DAWN&lt;/span&gt;!! There are no words to describe it....except for &lt;strong&gt;so friggin' amazing&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Stephenie really outdid herself this time...the final installment of the Twilight Saga was a perfect finish...Edward and Bella and Reneesme live happily ever after for ever and ever... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;and oh, while i'm still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the topic of twilight.........the movie's coming out!!!! woohoo! cannot wait!! [and yes, I am aware it doesn't come out until 21 November] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250204238656531570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SNx48DNfbHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/clUlk6Cwp6M/s320/twilight_movieposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For anyone out there who has &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; read Twilight, i HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT....if, you know...you like romance stories about vampires and werewolves and humans..... =P I love it so so so much! Stephenie Meyer is such a great author!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i am forever indebted to Michelle for introducing me to the world of Twilight in the first place..THANK YOU MICHELLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The movie is starring Kristen Stewart as Bella, and Robert Pattinson as Edward....At first i wasn't sure if Robert was the one for the part, but as production of the movie went on, i cannot think of anyone better to play Edward! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here's a preview for Twilight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8ee2d9599a53cfe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8ee2d9599a53cfe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331576734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D730ACD3FEC1B6F9F33FE41ED0C783B207D2E4DF0.60B7F09BC7F27072D9B87AE7F42FEF14A789AC4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8ee2d9599a53cfe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4J_a6IQHX_KHSoDZ7Yt4ZIO7p6Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8ee2d9599a53cfe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331576734%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D730ACD3FEC1B6F9F33FE41ED0C783B207D2E4DF0.60B7F09BC7F27072D9B87AE7F42FEF14A789AC4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8ee2d9599a53cfe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4J_a6IQHX_KHSoDZ7Yt4ZIO7p6Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3495421094172895663?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3495421094172895663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3495421094172895663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3495421094172895663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3495421094172895663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-high.html' title='Twilight high...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SNx48DNfbHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/clUlk6Cwp6M/s72-c/twilight_movieposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3068879787808344541</id><published>2008-09-21T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:51:59.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Things Most Girls Don’t Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I heard a guy wrote this, so it &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be true....i dunno....plenty of guys read my blog....so boys, is it true? care to confirm? I suppose it varies for different guys, but in general, is it accurate? come on, don't keep us girls in the dark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;--Guys hate sluts even though they sleep with them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6666cc;"&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what? ...Uh...never mind..." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#9999ff;"&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;--Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;--Guys seek advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then they're all confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;--When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ff99;"&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;--If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more. Tell them that you aren't interested in a relationship and they will respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;--Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3068879787808344541?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3068879787808344541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3068879787808344541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3068879787808344541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3068879787808344541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/28-things-most-girls-dont-know.html' title='28 Things Most Girls Don’t Know'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7071171607187073595</id><published>2008-09-19T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:28:32.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from the devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just received a very interseting e-mail from a friend...and I thought I would share it with everyone: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[cause there are some people i know but i don't have their e-mail addresses..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think if Satan were to really say all that, the world would change quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DARK LETTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAY ATTENTION TO THE P.S. AT THE END&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Letter from the Devil. This can really make you think. It actually made me really mad while I was reading it, but it made me realize some things. Plus, the P.S.at the end made me post it. This is deep... and I wasn't going to forward or share it, but that last line... you'll see&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LETTER TO YOU FROM SATAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without kneeling to pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;Fool, you are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;But you have yielded your life to me, and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way, we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God. Thanks to you, I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life with all of the good times we've had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;We have been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;watching dirty movies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;cursing people out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;stealing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;lying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;being hypocritical, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;fornicating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;overeating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;telling dirty jokes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;gossiping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;being judgmental,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;back stabbing people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;disrespecting adults, and those in leadership positions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;no respect for the Church, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;bad attitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;SURELY you don't want to give all this up. Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;I'd like to say 'THANKS' for letting me use you for most of your foolish life. You are so gullible, I laugh at you. When you are tempted to sin, you give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;HA HA HA, you make me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life. You look 20 years older, and now, I need new blood. So go ahead and teach some children how to sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;All you have to do is smoke, get drunk or drink while under-aged, cheat, gamble, gossip, fornicate, and live being as selfish as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Do all of this in the presence of children and they will do it too. Kids are like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now. I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again. If you were smart, you would run somewhere, confess your sins, and live for God with what little bit of life that you have left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;It's not my nature to warn anyone, but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I still hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR CHRIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;P.S. If you love me, you won't share this&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy moments, PRAISE GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Difficult moments, SEEK GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Painful moments, TRUST GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every moment, THANK GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7071171607187073595?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7071171607187073595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7071171607187073595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7071171607187073595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7071171607187073595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-from-devil.html' title='Letter from the devil'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4970960706585179239</id><published>2008-09-16T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:21:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Abuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My eyes are swollen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must be stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must be bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;What else could have made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My daddy so mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I were better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I weren't ugly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then maybe my mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would still want to hug me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't do a wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't speak at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or else I‘m locked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;All day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I’m awake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The house is dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My folks aren't home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;When my mommy does come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll try and be nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So maybe I’ll just get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;One whipping tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just heard a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My daddy is back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;From Charlie's bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear him curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I press myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;From his evil eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so afraid now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm starting to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He finds me weeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Calls me ugly words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He says its my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He suffers at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He slaps and hits me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yells at me more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally get free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And run to the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's already locked it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i start to bawl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;He takes me and throws me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Against the hard wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fall to the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;With my bones nearly broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And my daddy continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;With more bad words spoken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm sorry!” I scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;But its now much to late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;His face has been twisted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Into a unimaginable shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The hurt and the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;O please God, have mercy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;O please let it end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he finally stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And heads for the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;While i lay there motionless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brawled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight my daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Murdered me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;If this sickens you to the soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;and don't pass it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray for your forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because you would have to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;One heartless person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;To not be effected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;By this Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you are effected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do something about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;So all I ask you to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is pass this on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you’re against child Abuse&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/4020888234838469686-4970960706585179239?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4970960706585179239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4970960706585179239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4970960706585179239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4970960706585179239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/child-abuse.html' title='Child Abuse'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1756314452524300738</id><published>2008-09-14T15:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:26:56.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mooncake festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy mooncake festival everyone!! Don't forget to look at the moon tonight....hopefully it won't be too cloudy.... =P&lt;br /&gt;We had an early mooncake festival celebration on Friday...it was a blast! I really enjoyed myself.....Audrey and wes came and picked me up at around 4:30 and we went back to wes' house to cook dinner while Audrey went to drop off her sister.......here it is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245783902205792786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzEqmtwUhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/t_bR5vStLFU/s200/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yummy! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol...the 3 of us ate and ate and ate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy-KchJ7OI/AAAAAAAAANc/P275cISBmE4/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245776752643009762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy-KchJ7OI/AAAAAAAAANc/P275cISBmE4/s200/IMG_1869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy-W0SzMNI/AAAAAAAAANk/FMsb9xakQHI/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245776965183680722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy-W0SzMNI/AAAAAAAAANk/FMsb9xakQHI/s200/IMG_1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzEQyWFAcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8aZRPtfJP88/s1600-h/IMG_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245778706998252514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy_8NDwU-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XnW28omDAsI/s200/IMG_1872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy-W0SzMNI/AAAAAAAAANk/FMsb9xakQHI/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;until everything was finished! well, almost everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245775255348402354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMy8zSqTWLI/AAAAAAAAANU/qNiXw5H0tLQ/s200/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;these vegetables were so bitter none of us wanted to eat them....that Audrey la….she’s the one who bought them, so me and wes tried to force her to finish them….but in the end we threw them out….Then it was time to wash the dishes……Audrey hosted her cooking show “Part II – cooking the sauce for the pig meat (pork?)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After dinner, we walked down to morsjaya because it was so HOT and we were in the mood for ice cream….so we bought a whole tub and the 3 of us finished that too! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[my gosh, we were such PIGS that night…]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzA5AzOiZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n1nvnc-XVuA/s1600-h/IMG_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245779751679723922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzA5AzOiZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n1nvnc-XVuA/s200/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then it was lantern time! ^^ Agnes showed up at around 7 and she brought her niece Shino...super cute baby!! See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzBh32TuEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/521gyfEwvOA/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245780453651363906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzBh32TuEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/521gyfEwvOA/s200/IMG_1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And Audrey took out her super HUGE lantern and we walked down the street….haha...wes was so embarrassed, while Audrey called out and waved at every car that passed us…. I found the idea so funny, I couldn’t stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzBVDvCNVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4GV_dmlSZcw/s1600-h/IMG_1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245780233503782226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzBVDvCNVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4GV_dmlSZcw/s200/IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzCA7GC9KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JLt02d2z32Y/s1600-h/IMG_1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245780987098625186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzCA7GC9KI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JLt02d2z32Y/s200/IMG_1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After that we went back to wes’ house and watched a movie till almost 9…and &lt;em&gt;since it was getting late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [please note the sarcasm],&lt;/span&gt; me and Audrey decided it was time to go home…&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/4020888234838469686-1756314452524300738?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/1756314452524300738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=1756314452524300738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1756314452524300738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1756314452524300738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-mooncake-festival.html' title='happy mooncake festival!'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMzEqmtwUhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/t_bR5vStLFU/s72-c/IMG_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7625144585257256216</id><published>2008-09-12T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:28:45.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology Personality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rule: Pick Only One. Don’t cheat! .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BLACK/WHITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;COFFEE/SOFTDRINKS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MOON/STARS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TV/RADIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SUGAR/SPICE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DOGS/CATS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;NINJA/PIRATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Next: Bare in mind your answers as you scroll down for interpretations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;(My results: WHITE, COFFEE, STARS, TV, SUGAR, DAGS, PIRATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Results:&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK- You love the crowd... a party animal! Too many “friends”, you can’t easily tell which among them is real and not...&lt;br /&gt;WHITE- Mysterious... oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE- You hide your emotions... Sometimes pretending to be always happy. Sometimes, not giving even a hint of what you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;SOFTDRINKS- You’re usually expressive... Open about your emotions and most of the time willing to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOON- You love deeply... you may flirt along and people think you’re a playboy/playgirl but the truth is: your heart belongs to only one.&lt;br /&gt;STARS- You search for love... you’re a hopeless romantic and every time you enter a relationship, you give your all and believe “this is the One.” _________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV- You have so many ideas in mind... You’re creative and aggressive! If you want something, you’ll do anything to get it!&lt;br /&gt;RADIO- You appreciate simple things in life... You hate complicating things that’s why you’re typically up-front in any aspect.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUGAR- You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...&lt;br /&gt;SPICE- You’re a stubborn sweetheart... You “love” him/her only because he/she loves you. If his/her flame puts out, you let go with no trouble. _________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOGS- You’re undoubtedly good-natured! Most of the time, people are confident to approach you because they know you will consider them.&lt;br /&gt;CATS- You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions. _________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINJA- You love actions... with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE- You’re independent! You’re also risky just like the pirates who sail in the vast and dangerous ocean to look for treasures&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7625144585257256216?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7625144585257256216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7625144585257256216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7625144585257256216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7625144585257256216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/psychology-personality-quiz.html' title='Psychology Personality Quiz'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-67041098494214572</id><published>2008-09-11T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:25:13.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; Left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-67041098494214572?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/67041098494214572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=67041098494214572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/67041098494214572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/67041098494214572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-god.html' title='thank God...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5102969397189967554</id><published>2008-09-10T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:35:30.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>77 facts about me....</title><content type='html'>001. Real name:&lt;br /&gt;`~ Kalysha Jayne Howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;``~ Kaly, Kelly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;``~ Gemini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female:&lt;br /&gt;``~ female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Favourite colour:&lt;br /&gt;``~ blue….sometimes light pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;``~ 5th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Grade School:&lt;br /&gt;`~ smk(c) chung hua (sibu) [just for 2 years]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. High school:&lt;br /&gt;``~ RRSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. College:&lt;br /&gt;``~ RIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Residence:&lt;br /&gt;``~ riam, miri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Hair colour:&lt;br /&gt;``~ dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Long or short:&lt;br /&gt;``~ VERY long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Smoke:&lt;br /&gt;``~ no thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink:&lt;br /&gt;``~ alcohol? Nah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Available:&lt;br /&gt;``~ yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. If you were a character on ‘Friends’:&lt;br /&gt;``~ I would probably be Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. If someone spent the night at your house:&lt;br /&gt;``~ We’d probably have to sleep in the living room… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Are you a health freak?&lt;br /&gt;``~ not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Height:&lt;br /&gt;``~ 163cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yess..it’s been a while now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;``~ sure….i like me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Piercings?&lt;br /&gt;``~ ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. Tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;``~ nah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Righty or lefty?&lt;br /&gt;``~ righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. Most recent thing you’ve bought yourself:&lt;br /&gt;``~ a silver cross for my necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. In the morning you:&lt;br /&gt;``~ Brush my teeth, have a shower, morning devotion (quiet time)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027 . What’s your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;``~ Forensics scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. What kind of car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;``~oh, I drive a Ferrari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. Are you a better talker or better listener?&lt;br /&gt;``~Better listener..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. What do you miss most about childhood?&lt;br /&gt;``~I don’t miss anything, really…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. How many times did it take you to pass your drivers test?&lt;br /&gt;``~I haven’t taken it yet….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;``~ 1 or 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;``~Only eggs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Have you been to Disney World?&lt;br /&gt;``~Nope, not me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. How many TRUE best friends do you have?&lt;br /&gt;``~3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Would you rather smile over a lie or cry over the truth?&lt;br /&gt;``~Cry over the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. Who’s the last person you got into an argument with?&lt;br /&gt;``~Haha, the physics teacher…Mr Potassium hydroxide….but that was a long time ago…we’re okay now.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. If you could move away, no questions asked, where would you move?&lt;br /&gt;``~Birmingham…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. How much do looks matter to you in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;``~Not much….it’s his personality that attracts me most…and how easily he makes me laugh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. What’s the best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;``~Loving someone and knowing they love you back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Are you close with your mom and dad?&lt;br /&gt;``~Sure, we’re close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Do you tell your parents everything?&lt;br /&gt;``~not EVERYTHING…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. What’s your favourite colour to wear?&lt;br /&gt;``~Blue and pink…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Who was the last person in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;``~My brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. What’s something that someone can do that really bothers you?&lt;br /&gt;``~Lie straight to my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. What are you freakishly obsessed with?&lt;br /&gt;``~Painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;047. First surgery?&lt;br /&gt;``~ none so far =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. First piercing:&lt;br /&gt;``~ 15 - my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. First best friend/s:&lt;br /&gt;``~ i can’t remember the FIRST..i think it goes all the way back to England….back when I was less than 5…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. First award:&lt;br /&gt;``~ wow….um…2nd place in english-story-telling competition in primary 4….that’s the earliest I can remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. First pet:&lt;br /&gt;``~ hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. First vacation:&lt;br /&gt;``~ whoa…can’t remember THAT far back..daddy always mentions taking me to france…when I was like, 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. First concert:&lt;br /&gt;``~ rrms school concert 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. First crush:&lt;br /&gt;``~ Daniel [michelle? *wiggles eyebrows* remember?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;055. Eating:&lt;br /&gt;``~ nothing – I’m hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Drinking:&lt;br /&gt;``~ nothing...getting kinda thirsty too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. I'm about to:&lt;br /&gt;``~ post this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;``~ WAS listening to 'qing tian' by jay chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE'S&lt;br /&gt;059. Food:&lt;br /&gt;``~ mummy’s cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. Drinks:&lt;br /&gt;``~ currently? “Liang” tea…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;061. Ran away from home?&lt;br /&gt;``~ whoa…extreme, isn’t it?..nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Liked someone younger?&lt;br /&gt;``~ NO. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. Older?&lt;br /&gt;``~ every single time. I would not even consider someone younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Broken someones' heart?&lt;br /&gt;``~ never……….oh, wait..does simon count? Did I break his heart? Lol..i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. Been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;``~ no way…I’m a GOOD girl… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. Turned someone down?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes – simon. More than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. Cried when someone died?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes – Elder Jong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Liked a friend?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes….at current&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;069. Miracles:&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes. Life every day is a miracle. Miracles are gifts from Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Love at first sight:&lt;br /&gt;``~ depends….&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Santa clause:&lt;br /&gt;``~ i DID..once upon a time....then i grew up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Sex on the first date:&lt;br /&gt;``~ ew..no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. The more you hate, the more you love:&lt;br /&gt;``~ huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. In angels.&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;br /&gt;075. Is there one person you want?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. regretted breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;``~ haven’t ever broken up with anyone before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;``~ yes. 100%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5102969397189967554?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5102969397189967554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5102969397189967554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5102969397189967554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5102969397189967554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/74-facts-about-me.html' title='77 facts about me....'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8958563804676633215</id><published>2008-09-08T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:06:03.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt; `1.Don’t hug her friends or your friends that are girls because she'll feel left out&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `2. Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if it’s just for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `3. Hug her from behind&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `4. Leave her voice messages to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `5. Wrestle with her&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `6. Don't go hang out with your ex when she’s not with you, you might not realize how badly it hurts her.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `7. If you're talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her or kiss her.... let her know she's yours and they aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `8. Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"...and not just at night after you've already been out with other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `10. Play with her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `11. Pick her up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `13. Make her laugh, if you can make her laugh, you can make her do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `16. If you care about her, then tell her&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a stuffed animal (she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep), jewellery (she'll treasure it forever), and one of his t-shirts (she'll most likely wear it to bed).&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `18. Treat her same around your friends as you do when you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `19. Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `20. Hang out with her on weekends&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `21. Kiss her in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `22. Kiss her just for the heck of it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `23. If your listening to music, let her listen too.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `24. Remember her birthday and get her something, even if its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. It means the entire world to HER. It’s the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `25. When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `26. Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute. Girls don't necessarily have to have hour-long conversations every night but it’s nice for us to hear your voice even for a quick hello.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `27. Give her what she wants&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `28. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `29. Tell her she’s beautiful, she needs to know her striving is working.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `30. Hang out with her whenever you are free and you &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be free to hang with her&lt;br /&gt;&gt; `31. If you care about her...SHOW her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8958563804676633215?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8958563804676633215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8958563804676633215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8958563804676633215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8958563804676633215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/31-ways-to-make-girl-smile.html' title='31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4260767161609065784</id><published>2008-09-06T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:54:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh, Audrey....you're the BEST! It was her birthday on the 4th and &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; treated &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;....She took us out for lunch yesterday...Pizza!! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank you, Miss May! for letting us out from Bio early...Audrey bought you a pizza later on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;show how much she appreciated it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;So after we got out from Bio class (Jinky and his buddies were no where to be found), we headed out for Parkson....no, wait, &lt;em&gt;Bintang Plaza&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow....Audrey's driving skills are just amazing! I bet she got an A++ on her driving test..... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242729093921116434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHqVXDGERI/AAAAAAAAALs/cm8DMWzNQRI/s200/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242728597796261058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHp4e1tjMI/AAAAAAAAALk/VdJ--Pz-Cgs/s200/DSC00730.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Once we got to pizza hut we ordered and waited for out food...it didn't take long. [Side note on Pizza hut: the service is really good!] while we were waiting for the pizza to arrive, we took pictures and joked around and wondered whether we should call Jinky..we had tried calling him earlier but no one answered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;In the end, we called and he picked up. He said he'd come over so we waited.....and waited.....and waited.......and waited.....and in the end we just &lt;em&gt;could not&lt;/em&gt; wait any longer, so we started without them. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242731122900061154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHsLdlXy-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/s33V7lrvi0A/s200/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242730987914023698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHsDmuMUxI/AAAAAAAAAME/Nfy3gIhLiLw/s200/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242730733313409778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHr0yQrQvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9BQYQS4aQZc/s200/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242730129945552018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHrRqikZJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/c1S4EV5mDU0/s200/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242731449760530402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHsefO-v-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/CR1IFtb-SPI/s200/DSC00741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;[thanks to wes for the pics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By the time they finally arrived, we had almost finished. Turns out they were all SLEEPING at tony's house.... =.="&lt;br /&gt;so we ordered them a pizza and since we were already finished, we left to go, as wesley said, 'window shopping'.. but in my opinion, it wasn't much shopping, since we only walked a few shops away from pizza hut and u-turned back because the pizza we ordered for the boys was a take-away.....*frustrated sigh*&lt;br /&gt;since amanda had to be back at school at 1:15, we left as soon as we picked up miss may's pizza...driving back to school was even more exhilirating than driving to parkson...no, wait, &lt;em&gt;Bintang Plaza. &lt;/em&gt;All that screaming and shouting and laughing! And marcus was making me even more nervous with all his blubberings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think we burned off all our pizza with our high metablic rate from all the adrenaline pumping through our system... To all you people out there: if you think you're fat and need to lose some weight, just go take a drive in Audrey's car - you'll spend so much energy shouting that your guaranteed to burn off all the calories from your last meal! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But honestly la, her driving wasn't that bad....she just doesn't look out for other cars coming her way....and wes was keeping her under 60km/h...so it wasn't too fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been in friends's cars A LOT scarier than that...Yew hui, for one.... The speed measuring thingy in her car is broken, so i don't know how fast she drives.....but it is FAST....and she doesn't stop scolding other drivers.. i think it's because when you scold someone, some of your stress is released, so you don't feel so anxious.....and i don't mind her scolding - it keeps me laughing and distracts me from her driving.. =P But i still trust her driving...it may be fast but i trust her, she's a responsible driver, and i don't feel like i'm in danger...kinda like when i'm in yee fatt's car...i trust him, too.....he drives reasonably well, and i don't feel like he's about to crash the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ohh... i MISS you two! Don't ever forget me, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4260767161609065784?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4260767161609065784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4260767161609065784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4260767161609065784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4260767161609065784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/audreys-birthday.html' title='Audrey&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMHqVXDGERI/AAAAAAAAALs/cm8DMWzNQRI/s72-c/DSC00731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3569782593582906727</id><published>2008-09-03T20:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:25:53.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memorial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of the Elders in our church was recently diagnosed with cancer – Elder Jong, who is just 49, was diagnosed at the end of July with advanced stages of cancer in the lungs, brain and bone...&lt;br /&gt;He began treatment immediately after he was diagnosed, flying to Kuching and KL and back numerous times. He went for chemotherapy and radiotherapy. Every week, our church prayed for him, prayed for his recovery, prayed for his physical and mental strength.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, he was admitted to hospital because of breathing difficulties and at around 1pm, Elder Jong left us to return home to Our Father. He left behind a family of four – a loving wife, and three beautiful children. I didn’t spend much time with him or his or his &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt;, so I don’t know them very well, but I'm rather close with his children, who go to Youth every week. Grace, the eldest, is in Form 5 this year; Joshua, the middle child is in Form 3; and Daniel, the youngest is in Form 1.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine the anguish they’re going through, their father was taken away from them so suddenly. I have never experienced anything as terrible as this so all I can do offer is my sympathy and condolences…and pray for their recovery…&lt;br /&gt;I guess once He makes His decision of whom He wants to take, there’s no stopping Him. Every decision he makes has a reason. I like to think that once His servant has done all he can do on earth, He brings them home, where they can rest and be rewarded for all they have done for Him during their brief time among us. I’m sure Elder Yong’s achievements were of no small amount.&lt;br /&gt;Elder Jong was a veterinarian, his wife is a kindergarten teacher, all three kids are straight-A students…and their whole family is God-devoted and God-loving. Grace, Joshua and Daniel grew up with the bible attached firmly to their hands, and no one can beat them in bible knowledge quizzes and games.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and I used to joke that their family is a perfect family….After this tragedy, I sincerely hope that they can pick themselves up and once again find happiness. They are in my prayers constantly, and I hope they are in yours as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241769606205006930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SL6Br0xJ5FI/AAAAAAAAALM/-Ubd24CwBjw/s200/P9030003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241772477678832418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SL6ES913SyI/AAAAAAAAALc/1h5SS8cTEWY/s200/P9030013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241771419732466994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SL6DVYry3TI/AAAAAAAAALU/1jsHk6lAGFs/s200/P9030008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3569782593582906727?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3569782593582906727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3569782593582906727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3569782593582906727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3569782593582906727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-memorial.html' title='In Memorial...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SL6Br0xJ5FI/AAAAAAAAALM/-Ubd24CwBjw/s72-c/P9030003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3574821203118867644</id><published>2008-09-02T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:27:08.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i messed up.....real bad.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh my gosh...i don't&lt;/span&gt; know what happened to me in chemistry today....i totally blanked out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we were doing this experiment where we heat a metal sulphate in a test tube to remove the water. We did a similar experiment last week and everything went smoothly, but for some reason, and i have no idea why, this week i could not stop screwing it up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First I overheated the test tube and dr lee warned me about it and came over to help me out and suddenly, CRACK! the test tube broke! it was scary...dr lee wouldn't stop "watching" me or i suppose you could say "keeping an eye out for me", so i just concentrated on what i was doing....test tube tilted, but not too much...don't let it overheat.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then later on while i was heating it a second time, audrey was being funny and joking with dr lee and i looked behind to have a quick laugh and suddenly audrey looked at my test tube and i looked at it, and so did dr lee.........it was on fire! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not the test tube, the clamp - which is made of wood) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I quickly blew out the flame and acted like "what? fire? me? nah....didn't see anything...did you?"  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm490YYMY" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="21" alt="Ignoring You" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_4.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while the whole time I was thinking "what the hell is WRONG with me today?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And not to mention the exercise we were discussing later on...I was just like,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm490YYMY" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="45" alt="Ummm" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_5.gif" width="40" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZCxdm490YYMY" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="38" alt="Huh? 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_2.gif" width="40" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Argh....can't wait till the holidays....i need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb098_ZCxdm490YYMY&amp;amp;utm_id=7926" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb098&amp;amp;pp=ZCxdm490YYMY" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3574821203118867644?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3574821203118867644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3574821203118867644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3574821203118867644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3574821203118867644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-messed-upreal-bad.html' title='i messed up.....real bad.....'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-25578744451968222</id><published>2008-08-31T13:21:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:29:59.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Boleh! *coughcough*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woohoo.. I had loads of fun saturday night.. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Youth group had a recycling competition where each cell group has to design the national flag out of recycled materials..&lt;br /&gt;At first I was really worried about my group because I was the only person who brought materials, and I suppose it’s partly my fault because I’m the group leader and I dind’t remind my members to bring stuff for the flag…so our resources were limited…&lt;br /&gt;But everything turned out okay in the end..we pulled through and we won!! So happy! =D&lt;br /&gt;This is our flag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuNIUCY8oI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TYM0kseJzyA/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuLWtU7ngI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3szL_EgsYPM/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240935813616475650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuLWtU7ngI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3szL_EgsYPM/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Intro: we used newspaper as a base. After drawing a rough sketch of the moon, star and stripes, we cut strips of white paper (used on one side) and stuck them down. The star and moon were cut from yellow tracing paper and stuck down on a page of a magazine with a blue background. The red stripes were the best part. We laid down double-sided tape and stuck ‘xiang si dou’ seeds on the tape…the effect was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And these are the flags of other groups…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuLw2DCDKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lwEN7Zyf5Eo/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240936262633917602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuLw2DCDKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lwEN7Zyf5Eo/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This group basically just used paper and paint….it didn’t turn out so good…if you notice, the points of the star are curling up…. they ended up rushing and putting it all together in the last 15 minutes…. No one knows what they were doing before that… =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuMZ_2oBEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pmx1Jpxhmjg/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240936969640870978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuMZ_2oBEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pmx1Jpxhmjg/s200/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;This group used egg trays and painted them red…..but unfortunately, as you can see from the bottom stripe , they ran out of time too….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuSBm6-HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/SFCObfwDR7A/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240943147701116034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuSBm6-HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/SFCObfwDR7A/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This group came in second. They used newspaper as a base too… I thought theirs was really nice… they used plastic bags and pink straws for the colour, and the points of the star was made from painted toothpicks... creative! ;) a pity there aren’t any red plastic bags available, though…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuSBm6-HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/SFCObfwDR7A/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuSBm6-HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/SFCObfwDR7A/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-25578744451968222?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/25578744451968222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=25578744451968222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/25578744451968222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/25578744451968222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/malaysia-boleh-coughcough.html' title='Malaysia Boleh! *coughcough*'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLuLWtU7ngI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3szL_EgsYPM/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3107293150213495390</id><published>2008-08-30T12:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:51:19.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rrss graduation '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay! ^^ The graduation yesterday was great! I really enjoyed myself… I’m glad I decided to go, eventhough it was kinda sad watching all my classmates graduating while I sat there in the audience…but it’s okay…at least I was able to go..that’s good enough.. =)&lt;br /&gt;And guess who I saw there……Dr Lee!&lt;br /&gt;She was the LAST person I wanted to see there, but, as luck would have it, I bumped into her TWICE. I suppose it makes perfect sense that she would go, since Kar Lynn is graduating, but STILL….TWICE?! I couldn’t just ignore her so I greeted her and she greeted me back and the whole time I was praying she wouldn’t say something like “Haha! I caught you!” or “Aren’t you supposed to be in class?” Luckily, she didn’t seem angry…she was just her usual, happy, pleasant self.. =) phew!&lt;br /&gt;Not only was the afternoon’s event a graduation, it was also a ‘prize giving ceremony’ of excellence awards..there was a staggering number of recipients – 247! And they all went up one by one by one. It took forever! And it was so cold! I sat there shivering the whole time….&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, the ‘excellent students’ were done and it was time for the graduates of 2008…&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole ceremony was over and it was picture taking time! Here are just some of the pics I took; for the rest, head over here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=251784304"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=251784304&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjQRyZVsII/AAAAAAAAAIs/dW4Sjsj_E9Q/s1600-h/P8290033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167170449977474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjQRyZVsII/AAAAAAAAAIs/dW4Sjsj_E9Q/s200/P8290033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjPSfs2FTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LYkIdt11MAE/s1600-h/P8290030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166083099759922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjPSfs2FTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LYkIdt11MAE/s200/P8290030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjPqmQI4JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WWgptJaC3ys/s1600-h/P8290031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240166497175265426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjPqmQI4JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WWgptJaC3ys/s200/P8290031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjcknKEpOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TRPEosMJPKM/s1600-h/P8290032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240180687990203618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjcknKEpOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/TRPEosMJPKM/s200/P8290032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol….i got so bored and so cold that I just HAD to move around, so I snuck over to where the graduates were sitting and took quick snaps with a few of them…. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjLOZ1ZsQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/i_9CX2jvrhs/s1600-h/P8290037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240161614759047426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjLOZ1ZsQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/i_9CX2jvrhs/s200/P8290037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjLOZ1ZsQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/i_9CX2jvrhs/s1600-h/P8290037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjVOIraLRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qAb8lwa4KVA/s1600-h/P8290036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240172605270011154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjVOIraLRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qAb8lwa4KVA/s200/P8290036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjKfmDTyOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5D_UoGf_wc/s1600-h/P8290035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240160810584754402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjKfmDTyOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5D_UoGf_wc/s200/P8290035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjNUkRxtsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YDg3WNbL7dA/s1600-h/P8290041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240163919664887490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjNUkRxtsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YDg3WNbL7dA/s200/P8290041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjL_GtntMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BJyPANj-nNg/s1600-h/P8290040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240162451439727810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjL_GtntMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BJyPANj-nNg/s200/P8290040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjQt_RjbcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HYEOJStyr2E/s1600-h/P8290043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240167654943321538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjQt_RjbcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HYEOJStyr2E/s200/P8290043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; F5A 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...can you find me? I'm the only one not in a graduation gown... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjSYEyFkcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Go1RyiwmVvQ/s1600-h/P8290053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240169477488087490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjSYEyFkcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Go1RyiwmVvQ/s200/P8290053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjRYhIGOKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OiGpjKcKNmk/s1600-h/P8290044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240168385584969890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjRYhIGOKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OiGpjKcKNmk/s200/P8290044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjRyoPCqHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bz8slW-rq58/s1600-h/P8290049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240168834169743474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjRyoPCqHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bz8slW-rq58/s200/P8290049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjKnNTue-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/b9jJpmQhQMI/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240160941381680098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjKnNTue-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/b9jJpmQhQMI/s200/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjSw336phI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9arihcZVvlY/s1600-h/P8290061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240169903519606290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjSw336phI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9arihcZVvlY/s200/P8290061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjOSemSmmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LiVAfzmn8vI/s1600-h/P8290048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240164983292205666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjOSemSmmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LiVAfzmn8vI/s200/P8290048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjexHZ2P3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xy0cGujL7sc/s1600-h/P8290052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240183101827989362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjexHZ2P3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xy0cGujL7sc/s200/P8290052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjKfmDTyOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U5D_UoGf_wc/s1600-h/P8290035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the best part of it is, daddy didn’t come home until after me, so he has no idea I disappeared for a whole afternoon! =P&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/4020888234838469686-3107293150213495390?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3107293150213495390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3107293150213495390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3107293150213495390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3107293150213495390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/rrss-graduation-08.html' title='rrss graduation &apos;08'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLjQRyZVsII/AAAAAAAAAIs/dW4Sjsj_E9Q/s72-c/P8290033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-6325302677539484023</id><published>2008-08-30T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:27:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell kee kiong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;aww......one less in our class now.... *sniff* ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Kee kiong is leaving us to go study chinese herbal medicine in Guangzhou.....the worst of it is, we didn't know until today - her last day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;so sad to see her leaving us....the class will be so much quieter without our chinese Opera Winfrey! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;goodbyeee kee kiong....we wish you all the best in your studies! good luck!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243919841158875042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMYlT-Llx6I/AAAAAAAAANE/_HNPRVc20gc/s200/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-6325302677539484023?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/6325302677539484023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=6325302677539484023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6325302677539484023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/6325302677539484023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/farewell-kee-kiong.html' title='farewell kee kiong'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMYlT-Llx6I/AAAAAAAAANE/_HNPRVc20gc/s72-c/DSC00681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5123195354135277261</id><published>2008-08-28T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:30:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIOUSLY random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLZfWyrDfAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SaZ-iNOD6EQ/s1600-h/DSC08537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239480061656267778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLZfWyrDfAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SaZ-iNOD6EQ/s200/DSC08537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLZd24ciSYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3AyUKqEVcrA/s1600-h/DSC08538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239478413938542978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLZd24ciSYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/3AyUKqEVcrA/s200/DSC08538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol....i really have nothing to say...but since wesley has been nagging me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;non-stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to "just post something la...nothing to say just simply say anything"....aiya! i just post anything la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haha.....sorry to everyone else, this is just a random post, cause i really can't think of anything to say..and since these pictures just happened to be on my pendrive....well, i think you can guess the rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nah, wesley! happy liao ma? satisfied?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;P.S. Wesley said 'yes'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5123195354135277261?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5123195354135277261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5123195354135277261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5123195354135277261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5123195354135277261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/seriously-random-post.html' title='SERIOUSLY random post'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SLZfWyrDfAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SaZ-iNOD6EQ/s72-c/DSC08537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-3296584783399248764</id><published>2008-08-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:16:53.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no longer suffering from indecision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have made my choice. I am going to the graduation. My friends have been asking and asking if i'm going or not, and i finally decided. It's not like i'm going to miss much in physics....the teacher is SO slow, he makes a snail look like a speed racer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank God daddy doesn't read my blog. If he did i think i would die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not literally, of course....Daddy doesn't scold me or anything....it's more of a psychological attack....he says how disappointed he is, and i can tell how angry he is by the tone of his voice and it just KILLS me inside, and makes me feel guilty as hell...and...and...okay, i'm not going to think about it. I'm going to just GO, take pictures, enjoy myself...and pray he doesn't find out. It's not that i &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to do stuff behind his back, it's just that I'm afraid that if i ask him he'll say no, and i'd be disobeying him if i went, so i'd rather not let him know......is it still so wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-3296584783399248764?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/3296584783399248764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=3296584783399248764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3296584783399248764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/3296584783399248764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-longer-suffering-from-indecision.html' title='no longer suffering from indecision'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-5893479679645056921</id><published>2008-08-26T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:33:41.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor Jinky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aiyo.....i really kasihan Jinky today......poor Jinly......haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all day been bullied by michelle.... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt; "w....w.....w.....w.....wesley!"&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..it's really funny the way they tease him.....it's like no matter what Jinky says, they always have a comeback...hehe..some of them are really funny.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but then again, i feel sorry for Jinky...i suppose he doesn't mind..everything seems to just bounce right back off him, so there's no harm done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;argh...RRSS graduation's coming up...it's this friday...and i really really want to go....not to graduate, but just to watch my 'ex-classmates' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[i really don't like calling them that]&lt;/span&gt; graduate... Originally it was set for saturday and i was so happy, cause i thought i could go...maybe go with yee fatt....but THEN it turns out it's on a FRIDAY and the only way i can go is if i miss physics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if it were just up to me, it would miss the class without hesistation......BUT.......what if daddy found out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*gulp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-5893479679645056921?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/5893479679645056921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=5893479679645056921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5893479679645056921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/5893479679645056921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/poor-jinky.html' title='poor Jinky...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-8623260738241696278</id><published>2008-08-25T13:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:29:30.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gald it's over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am sooo glad next door's holiday is finally over..walking past that "ghost school" every day was very uncomfortable.. Not only that, sometimes during the week the school gate was locked, so I had to walk ONE BIG ROUND to use the RIT gate to get to class.. =___="&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i forgot, and didn't realise it was locked until i had walked all the way over to the RRSS side, and I seriously could NOT be bothered to go all the way round, so I just climbed over the fence in front of the canteen.....heheh...I hope no one saw me...what would they think? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay. enough talk of me climbing school property......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I watched the Closing Ceremony last night....it wasn't as impressive as the Opening Ceremony..(which is kinda obvious, I guess..) I kinda liked the tower thing with all the people...that was really cool... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And i LOVED the London performance! I know a lot of people didn't think it was impressive (i heard a lot of critisism this morning), but I liked it because it really showed LONDON, if you know what i mean... It's always raining in London, so you'd be crazy to go out without your umbrella, and there are newspapers everwhere so all you see on the underground are people reading the day's paper...Beckham was a bit boring, i admit..all he did was kick a football.....ooh! and i LOVED the double decker! London trademark!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't wait till 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-8623260738241696278?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/8623260738241696278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=8623260738241696278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8623260738241696278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/8623260738241696278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/gald-its-over.html' title='gald it&apos;s over...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-1275031665504436394</id><published>2008-08-23T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:16:36.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert, the Evil Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In 1900, Robert Eugene Otto was born in Key West, Florida, USA. Gene, as he came to be called, was the youngest of the family’s three boys.&lt;br /&gt;The Ottos were a well-to-do family. But, unfortunately, money did not make them kind. By many accounts, they were often cruel to their servants. One of the servants who was very badly treated was a young girl. Apparently, she knew a few things about voodoo. To get even, she made a special doll for young Gene. Some say that she sewed a curse in it.&lt;br /&gt;Gene gave the doll his own first name, Robert, and took it everywhere with him. Robert was about 90 cm tall and made of straw. Reportedly, the doll had been made to look just like the boy. It even wore clothes like Gene’s.&lt;br /&gt;It soon became clear that Robert was not an ordinary doll. Mr and Mrs Otto sometimes heard Gene talking to Robert. Of course it’s not unusual for a child to talk to a toy. But someone – or some&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; – always answered in a completely different voice. Who was talking? Was it Gene or was it Robert?&lt;br /&gt;Strange things began to happen in the Otto house. Pictures fell off the walls and broke. Doors locked themselves. But no matter what happened, Gene always said ‘Robert did it.’&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Gene was right. Other people claimed to have heard the doll giggle. Others said they had seen it running up the stairs. People walking by the house sometimes saw the doll watching them from the turret-room window!&lt;br /&gt;Gene was a talented artist. He grew up and went away to school . For several years he lived in Europe, where he studied and painted. It was in Paris that he met his wife, Anne.&lt;br /&gt;The Gene’s parents died and he inherited the house. When Gene and Anne moved in, the young husband found Robert in the attic. Gene’s fixation on the evil doll began all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Anne hated Robert – and she especially hated her husband’s fascination with the doll. Finally, to make Anne happy, Gene put Robert in the tower room. Still, Anne claimed that she could hear someone laughing and running around in that room. But when she went upstairs to see what it was, she found only Robert.&lt;br /&gt;Gene and Anne died in the 1970s. Robert was taken to the Key West Martello Museum, where he’s on display today. But beware! Visitors report that their cameras malfunction when they try to photograph Robert.&lt;br /&gt;Some also report hearing someone – or some&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; – tapping on the glass of Robert’s display case. When they turn to look, they see the doll’s hand on the glass. Is Robert still scaring people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Adapted from &lt;em&gt;'Strange But True Stories&lt;/em&gt;']&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-1275031665504436394?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/1275031665504436394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=1275031665504436394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1275031665504436394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/1275031665504436394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/robert-evil-doll.html' title='Robert, the Evil Doll'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4160317028274274507</id><published>2008-08-23T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:04:31.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes! Bio safe laio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YES! I got it!! Eureka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If anyone needs help with the bio, can follow this url&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://science.nhmccd.edu/biol/inflam.html"&gt;http://science.nhmccd.edu/biol/inflam.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4160317028274274507?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4160317028274274507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4160317028274274507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4160317028274274507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4160317028274274507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-bio-safe-laio.html' title='yes! Bio safe laio...'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-697554879632255913</id><published>2008-08-22T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:24:57.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh.My.God. Bio so blur&lt;em&gt; today @.@..... &lt;/em&gt;Humoral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; immuntiy...cell-mediated response.....T cells....B cells...T helper cells.....activation phase...antigen presentation....what? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;SO BLUR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't understand anything Ms May said today....the things she taught were so 'new', so 'fresh'..never seen or heard of before..argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After explaining, Ms May just said to read the notes, and if don't understand, read them again, and if still don't understand, read them AGAIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;someone help me please.....michelle? wesley? amanda? agnes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-697554879632255913?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/697554879632255913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=697554879632255913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/697554879632255913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/697554879632255913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/help.html' title='help....'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4211709483097450605</id><published>2008-08-21T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:25:47.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bebo quiz results</title><content type='html'>I recently took a few quizes on my bebo account just for fun, coz i was bored.... and to be honest, they're actually quite accurate.. more accurate than the stupid ones on friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your Result&lt;br /&gt;Hippy&lt;br /&gt;You like peace and don't enjoy arguments. When an argument does break out, you don't take sides but try to see where each side is coming from, and understand there point of view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/who-is-dicgi/?&amp;amp;t=290015517&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;who is youre true love (girls only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: you’ve met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/who-is-dicgi/?&amp;amp;t=290015517&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you’ve met once and you’ve both fancied one another but were to shy to admit it ,luckily for you you’ve been given another chance to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/why-do-dccda/?&amp;amp;t=289994830&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why Do Guys Love You??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: Caring Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/why-do-dccda/?&amp;amp;t=289994830&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys love how you’re committed to your friends and look after others more than yourself. To you your friends come first =)But be careful . . . Guys might like you but if you don't notice or react . . . nothing will happen :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/type-of-kisser/?&amp;amp;t=290037016&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Type of Kisser Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: the pecker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/type-of-kisser/?&amp;amp;t=290037016&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You like to keep things innocent until you know how much you like the other person. You don't let just ANYone kiss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/Wat-type-of-gurl/?&amp;amp;t=287571910&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What type of gurl are u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: Average Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/Wat-type-of-gurl/?&amp;amp;t=287571910&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your an average girl, you have your ups and downs but u always come through. you know when to be naughty and when to be good. You make ok grades and your career will be decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/what-teen/?&amp;amp;t=287565324&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Kind Of Teen Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: Awesome(cool, normal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/what-teen/?&amp;amp;t=287565324&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are normal! Thank god! You don't care if people talk bad about you, you help out your friends when they need help, you're not an asshole. You is what WE need as a prez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;[especially this one:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/quizzer/quiz_view.php/62173/Does-He-Like-You/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does He Like You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;F is for FRIENDS that do stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;Do I sense the feeling of a playful friendship? He may like you but is too shy to tell... or he just wants to be friends....keep working at it! or just ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/try-on-dbfdd/?&amp;amp;t=296597340&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-quiz-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Try On the Hogwarts Sorting Hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My result is: You are in HUFFLEPUFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.bebo.com/try-on-dbfdd/?&amp;amp;t=296597340&amp;amp;target=go&amp;amp;link=profile-img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You might belong in Hufflepuff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where they are just and loyal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those patient Hufflepuffs are true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And unafraid of toil."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4211709483097450605?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4211709483097450605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4211709483097450605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4211709483097450605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4211709483097450605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/bebo-quiz-results.html' title='bebo quiz results'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-4904236864871607455</id><published>2008-08-20T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:16:11.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i wish i could say to certain people:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ i MISS you....have you forgotten all about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ i wish there was something more between us, but i doubt there ever will be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ hahaha! you are so funny! you crack me up all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ I'm sorry if i seem to be growing more rebellious, i hope to stay your little girl forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ I'm flattered you think so highly of my art, especially my swan.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ cheer up! please smile again... i haven't spoken to you in so long, i just hope your're okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ THANK YOU for always being there for me, you never let me down! You're the nicest friend anyone could ask for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ I miss you all so much. i hope you don't think of me as an outsider or intruder every time i come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ relax, calm down, take a breath. you overthink everything..you worry too much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ pull yourself together! quit being so sloppy or you'll get kicked out! i KNOW you can do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-4904236864871607455?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/4904236864871607455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=4904236864871607455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4904236864871607455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/4904236864871607455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-i-wish-i-could-say-to-certain.html' title='things i wish i could say to certain people:'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020888234838469686.post-7669781504799732951</id><published>2008-08-20T10:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:58:03.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so since Michelle tagged me in her last post, i guess i'll have to play this 'game' too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;btw, I took a bit from here and there so it's not exactly the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Name 10 people you can think of right off the top of your head.&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lot funnier if you actually&lt;br /&gt;randomly list the names first.&lt;br /&gt;No cheating.♥&lt;br /&gt;1. Elie&lt;br /&gt;2. Yee Fatt&lt;br /&gt;3. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;4. Mandy&lt;br /&gt;5. Amanda&lt;br /&gt;6. Wes&lt;br /&gt;7. Hui Kiat&lt;br /&gt;8. Jun How&lt;br /&gt;9. Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;10. Audrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT LOOK AHEAD UNLESS YOU FILLED UP THE TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. how did u meet no. 4? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ in church and later on in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush on anyone up there?&lt;br /&gt;~..............um.....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. What would you do if you hadn't met&lt;br /&gt;number 1? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ my life would be a lot duller; and I'd would have experienced a lot less pain from laughing so hard... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.What would you do if 6 and 2 were&lt;br /&gt;going out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ erm......i REALLY don't think that would happen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How did you meet number 8? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is 2 one of your best friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Whose number 9's best friend(s)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ Jun How I would think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever dated number 1 ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ lol...eew no... I'd be lesbian if i did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you miss number 4? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ during the weekdays, yes...but i usually see her during the weekends...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do u think of number 6? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ funny, cool... always 'gek' people... always make me laugh.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.what do you think of number 7? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ nice, quiet, a bit shy, like me... very friendly once you get to know him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. who does number 3 like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ omg, i have NO idea... she doesn't tell me anything anymore.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever been inside number 8's house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ nope... i've been &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt; it though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Do you love number 9? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ as a little brother i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Ever been in the same bed as any of the numbers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ hehe..yep.... i used to go for sleepovers with one of them.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What about number 5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ what &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; number 5? have i slept in the same bed? lol...no..i've only known her a few months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you trust these people? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ (some of them) with my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ lol...i dunno... no one i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ omg, LOL LOL LOL!!!! one won't speak and the other won't stop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. What is no.2 studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ Form 5 science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ just now in Bio lab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ wow...i have NO IDEA.... but if i had to guess, i'd say chinese songs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ yeap - a younger brother and an elder sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ as far as i know, yes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. What is the surname of no.5? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ Yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. What’s the hobby of no.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ haha, they've never met... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~ PURPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020888234838469686-7669781504799732951?l=ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/feeds/7669781504799732951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020888234838469686&amp;postID=7669781504799732951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7669781504799732951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020888234838469686/posts/default/7669781504799732951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifiwantisurelycan.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-so-since-michelle-tagged-me-i.html' title='dumb quiz'/><author><name>k@ly$hA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17040880579837633644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEbnxfW4psM/SMH4TuYjPXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YNG6gkNhKSM/S220/Copy+of+P6110169.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
