<?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-750896725425233335</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:17:25.187-08:00</updated><category term='The 1st thursday in December 2008'/><category term='What a tiring day'/><category term='Written at 9pm'/><category term='Farewell Dinner'/><category term='Seductive bed.. 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I am sorry'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Make your life explosive'/><category term='Aus Babe'/><category term='bloggy nitey'/><category term='Pleading for help'/><category term='Moving on'/><category term='Written at 10pm'/><category term='Thanks Everyone'/><category term='Starbuck commitment'/><category term='Books to read'/><category term='Lol'/><category term='I just want a better life'/><category term='MeEe'/><category term='Silent prayer'/><category term='Moving out of Neverland?'/><category term='Lazy me'/><category term='study stress'/><category term='Little children'/><category term='boost your study mode NOW'/><category term='8:20pm'/><category term='New bloggy template'/><category term='5PM'/><category term='Pre Birthday'/><category term='Post-EOS-relieved'/><title type='text'>AudAciOus</title><subtitle type='html'>Little By Little Everyday</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2943923391595072323</id><published>2012-02-11T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T21:32:00.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pit</title><content type='html'>There was a period of time, I found myself in a bottomless pit.&amp;nbsp;Vicious cycles of self-blame/pity. There were moments of asking God, with prayers bouncing up to ceiling and disappear into thin air. There were moments of envy, anger, frustration, and desperation... where I craved for the approval of being accepted, being acknowledged, being treated genuinely. Days-to-weeks-to months of unreasonable mood fluctuations, to a point I questioned my presence on earth. Times when I felt the closest friends, parents, and my social support network couldn't help nor listen or even be there for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked God, "Where are you, will you listen to me, can you change me for the better?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't a day miracle. I don't have Abraham's faith that can move a mountain. But I learnt that, the pit that I've landed into... the only way to climb back up is to look unto him. It may be hard, humanly is impossible, but with HIM, things are possible, because I have a Great God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still developing my faith, still in the process of healing,and in the process of transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can 2012 be a year of Celebration?Yes.&lt;strike&gt; I think&lt;/strike&gt;. It will. Because I now know, God is walking the battle with me. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-2943923391595072323?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2943923391595072323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2943923391595072323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2943923391595072323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2943923391595072323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2012/02/pit.html' title='Pit'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6959122254004397593</id><published>2012-01-31T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T01:20:17.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Brief Summing up of January...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7HL8YQQPYM/Tyeqjb08o0I/AAAAAAAAA48/sDuOtCpnzz4/s1600/IMG_3549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7HL8YQQPYM/Tyeqjb08o0I/AAAAAAAAA48/sDuOtCpnzz4/s320/IMG_3549.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had an awesome Chinese New Year Celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to develop new skills such as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-th_ACxgDt74/TyeuXzpb8FI/AAAAAAAAA5E/o1PGMt81fiA/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-th_ACxgDt74/TyeuXzpb8FI/AAAAAAAAA5E/o1PGMt81fiA/s200/2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4Hj-yZ51kA/TyewK_5vZOI/AAAAAAAAA5k/oLfp61kPlME/s1600/Gardening.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4Hj-yZ51kA/TyewK_5vZOI/AAAAAAAAA5k/oLfp61kPlME/s200/Gardening.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baking wasn't as easy as I thought, is all about techniques and knowledge about ingredients. Well, gardening seriously tests my patience. But, is a good try.&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;Research on my thesis, not everything went smoothly, there are redo-ing, reconstructing, and reconsidering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifzE2XhJMFU/TyewecC8fEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8eIF0pxcFic/s1600/research.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifzE2XhJMFU/TyewecC8fEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8eIF0pxcFic/s320/research.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I actually exercise! Hoping for abs yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I don't want to backslide in my Christian life. Is time for devotion. More updates to come. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-6959122254004397593?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6959122254004397593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6959122254004397593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6959122254004397593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6959122254004397593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2012/01/31st-jan.html' title='31st Jan'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7HL8YQQPYM/Tyeqjb08o0I/AAAAAAAAA48/sDuOtCpnzz4/s72-c/IMG_3549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3444155619982921111</id><published>2012-01-20T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T07:25:58.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press on</title><content type='html'>Lamentations: 14 - 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I became the laughingstock of all my people;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;they mock me in song all day long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20370" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20370" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He has filled me with bitter herbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and given me gall to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20371" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He has broken my teeth with gravel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;he has trampled me in the dust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20372" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20372" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have been deprived of peace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I have forgotten what prosperity is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20373" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20373" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I say, “My splendor is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and all that I had hoped from the LORD.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20374" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I remember my affliction and my wandering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-size: small; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;the bitterness and the gall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20375" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20375" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will remember them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-size: small; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and my soul is downcast within me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20376" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20376" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yet this I call to mind&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-size: small; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and therefore I have hope:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20377" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;for his compassions never fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20378" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20378" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They are new every morning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;great is your faithfulness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20379" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20379" style="vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;therefore I will wait for him.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-20380" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;to the one who seeks him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah a bible character in this context pretty much was in a depressed state due to what he was facing in the earlier chapters, but he came to a realization that he has the choice to either stay in that pit hole, or climb out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yet this I call to mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" depicted that Jeremiah decided to seek the Lord whom he knew will never fail him. Seek in my opinion is to look or search for something intentionally. That was Jeremiah decision. Regardless of what he was facing, he placed his trust upon the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is pretty much like a race, you've run half a mile barefoot. Your feet are sore, but the finish line is just so near. You do have a choice, Jeremiah has a choice - &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;stay &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;carry on&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;The choice is your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;, how you respond to the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Continue to run barefoot to finish the race doesn't mean the pain you experienced on your feet goes away, is just simply means that you don't give up. You finish the race with dignity and God's strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Learn to let loose in life, even though it seems weird, at least you know you enjoy your very own moments.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ECQUgu9qFY/TxmHA123LmI/AAAAAAAAA40/W5I1op9Pyw0/s1600/_DSC7390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ECQUgu9qFY/TxmHA123LmI/AAAAAAAAA40/W5I1op9Pyw0/s320/_DSC7390.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3444155619982921111?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3444155619982921111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3444155619982921111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3444155619982921111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3444155619982921111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2012/01/press-on.html' title='Press on'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ECQUgu9qFY/TxmHA123LmI/AAAAAAAAA40/W5I1op9Pyw0/s72-c/_DSC7390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4770087560256730510</id><published>2012-01-15T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:39:33.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering His Awesomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vZTEdLbdEQ/TxOmp-CN_9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/LMG8M1QCUzs/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vZTEdLbdEQ/TxOmp-CN_9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/LMG8M1QCUzs/s320/IMG_3268.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you look at his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;, you can't help but to notice that &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;if He can take into account in drafting and create such wonderful scene, surely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;my life will be carefully handle by Him as well.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remembering Faith like a mustard seed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_xAgHZ0UVM/TxOmye1zRXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/x0fCddBfBfc/s1600/IMG_2600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_xAgHZ0UVM/TxOmye1zRXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/x0fCddBfBfc/s320/IMG_2600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I am too caught up in my own problems, and I often fail to notice there are others who faced much worst situations. Is always good to stop and think about how my Savior always carry me through tough situations with one step at a time. Is an important reminder that, we need to stop being too self-conscious, and see who needs help, a random act of kindness can make you and another person smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop counting worrisome things, rather count your blessings&lt;/i&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/750896725425233335-4770087560256730510?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4770087560256730510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4770087560256730510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4770087560256730510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4770087560256730510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2012/01/remembering-his-awesomeness.html' title='Remembering His Awesomeness'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vZTEdLbdEQ/TxOmp-CN_9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/LMG8M1QCUzs/s72-c/IMG_3268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1800183948239625558</id><published>2012-01-13T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:13:46.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New begining'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The year of celebration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxMgNb3Z1S4/TxBlZnOHRDI/AAAAAAAAA4M/yyzZztU89pY/s1600/_DSC7542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxMgNb3Z1S4/TxBlZnOHRDI/AAAAAAAAA4M/yyzZztU89pY/s320/_DSC7542.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Positive Start&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D7I3QZdIaE/TxBmJQdCeEI/AAAAAAAAA4U/YpRgkBRw-mg/s1600/_DSC7528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9D7I3QZdIaE/TxBmJQdCeEI/AAAAAAAAA4U/YpRgkBRw-mg/s320/_DSC7528.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1800183948239625558?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1800183948239625558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1800183948239625558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1800183948239625558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1800183948239625558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxMgNb3Z1S4/TxBlZnOHRDI/AAAAAAAAA4M/yyzZztU89pY/s72-c/_DSC7542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-785534226486904896</id><published>2011-12-14T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T04:15:01.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Jesus</title><content type='html'>I do admit I grumble a lot. The "best" is not good enough to settle.&lt;div&gt;Last semester, I didn't managed to sit through the remaining papers, I did... poorly. I remembered, my parents accompanied me to take my results. Opened the slip, looked at my CGPA and GPA, my dad didn't say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This semester, I vowed to not let anxious feelings overwhelmed me, to start my assignments early (well, that didn't turn out great), to deal with my spine with proper care, to remember to pray, give thanks. and have more faith and not lean on my own understanding about his plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can never do it without God's peace, and yes, his guidance. I used to study eight hours a day, I can go on sacrificing my sleep, meals, I read from text books, highlight here and there, write notes, and finally the mind-maps. With all those work, I never ever actually complete the recommended readings, nor the extra time to revise. This term, I sleep minimum six hours a day, revised at least 2 times, no extra notes writing, and crazy memorizing, no 6 cups of caffeine...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, without you, I can never ever, almost get 4.00. You proved me nothing is impossible. Lord, forgive me if I grumbles and not thankful about how mercy you are towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am indeed grateful for my therapist who helped me to go through the abusive memories, sought out the few causation of months of panic attacks, the doctor that help me in monitoring and advising on how to manage my irregular&amp;nbsp;palpitation, my family members that constantly care and provide support, the church members that offer countless of prayers, my friends who took care of me when I need them badly, and lastly - my beloved. Thanks for being so patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I am not greedy. I want peace for the heart, the mind, and the soul. I would love tips and advises on how to draw near to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never will forget the days I cried out to you, You came to help a pathetic creature - me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-785534226486904896?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/785534226486904896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=785534226486904896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/785534226486904896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/785534226486904896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you-jesus.html' title='Thank You Jesus'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1095403972162757436</id><published>2011-11-10T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:49:16.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message unsent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;1 Corinthians 13:&amp;nbsp;6 - 7&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;like to mock others, think yourself as highly seated on your imaginary throne, laughing at others calling people weird. &amp;nbsp;At the extreme ends, others were laughing at your foolishness, and sympathized you because of what you went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Behind closed-doors you call so-&amp;amp;-so weird. But you didn't realize that the "weird" ones are those that silently pray for you, because they still think that you are in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You redefined the word "normality", those who are not in your so-called normality, you treated them like outcast. Friend, is just a matter of time, you will be treated the same way as how you treat others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I never hate, nor did I ever did something wrong to you. Even as others kept telling the bad things you gossiped bout others, I will still try to preserve the very good image of you in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;It takes less effort to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; than hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1095403972162757436?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1095403972162757436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1095403972162757436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1095403972162757436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1095403972162757436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/11/message-unsent.html' title='Message unsent'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2272200367156421391</id><published>2011-10-31T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:43:51.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Break. Prison Break</title><content type='html'>Throughout my entire sem(s), this sem's study break I am having it in my very own hostel. A place I always wish I am somewhere else and not here. &amp;nbsp;Reason being? Well, I don't know. Does flooding my fear sounds reasonable to you? Maybe..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can really feel the "label" when you take your medicine from the counter asking them to kindly refill your medicine pack for another month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody want to be a patient. Nobody want to endure stares and being mocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking through a diagnosed disorder, not only allowed me to feel how these people combat their daily life, it adds value and meaning. I believe I will walk out of it, because to me, is not a sickness, illness whatever la.. to me, is just another phase, another route for personal growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-2272200367156421391?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2272200367156421391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2272200367156421391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2272200367156421391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2272200367156421391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/10/study-break-prison-break.html' title='Study Break. Prison Break'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5266173056484004100</id><published>2011-10-20T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T04:21:53.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Faith'/><title type='text'>Lord, Save Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He became&amp;nbsp;frightened, and&amp;nbsp;beginning to sink, he cried out, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord, save me!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Immediately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, Jesus stretched out His hand and took him, and said to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You of little faith, why did you doubt?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Matthew 14: 30 - 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyday, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: red; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;accelerates above the normal range...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyday, I rush through my life to seek the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;meaning and purpose of life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; what is there to live for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyday, I walk slower than most people, I appreciate my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;courage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; to push through the pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Everyday, I cry out to my Savior, I seriously don't know the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: lime;"&gt;reason to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Everyday, I question how long more to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;from my chains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Everyday, I whisper words of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: magenta;"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;, hoping tomorrow will be better, something to look forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Everyday, I push through the constant worries, discouragements, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;all on Jesus for Strength...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who Am I &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;that Lord, you care to know my name and feel my hurt?&lt;br /&gt;My wondering heart is searching for you... Where are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is by Faith that I should continue? Walk by faith? then, teach me how to have more faith... because I don't know how to get there.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-5266173056484004100?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5266173056484004100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5266173056484004100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5266173056484004100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5266173056484004100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/10/lord-save-me.html' title='Lord, Save Me'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8950708822969237493</id><published>2011-10-19T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:32:13.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God’s great care for his children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thecostofdiscipleship.com/543/"&gt;God’s great care for his children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8950708822969237493?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8950708822969237493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8950708822969237493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8950708822969237493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8950708822969237493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/10/gods-great-care-for-his-children.html' title='God’s great care for his children'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6848609915062912518</id><published>2011-10-19T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:24:12.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety, me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;We often think of great faith as something that happens spontaneously so that we can be used for a miracle or healing. However, the greatest faith of all, and the most effective, is to live day by day trusting Him. It is trusting Him so much that we look at every problem as an opportunity to see His work in our life. It is not worrying, but rather trusting and abiding in the peace of God that will crush anything that Satan tries to do to us. If the Lord created the world out of chaos, He can easily deal with any problem that we have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #6c6b6b; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Fear is a powerful emotion. It shows up without warning, tends to dominate our thoughts, and does not depart quickly. But as Christians, we have an even more powerful weapon to stop anxiety from overcoming us—the Word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6c6b6b; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6c6b6b; font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWGt7A6CXow/TehLt9Bo-FI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CMSCH-spEFg/s1600/fear+worried+depressed+jinu7.blogspot.com.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(202, 206, 207); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(202, 206, 207); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(202, 206, 207); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(202, 206, 207); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 4px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;When anxiety strikes, key truths can help us stand firm. First, remember that God is sovereign over all circumstances and people (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="1 Chronicles 29.11" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/1%20Chronicles%2029.11" style="color: #bb2902; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur117.cur), progress; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;1 Chronicles 29:11&lt;/a&gt;). When He decides to act, no leader, army, or nation can stand against Him. We may not understand why certain things happen, but we can know for sure that our Lord is still in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Next, keep in mind the promise that He causes all things to work for the good of those who love Him (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Romans 8.28" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Romans%208.28" style="color: #bb2902; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur117.cur), progress; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/a&gt;). Just as the Father orchestrated the events of Jesus’ life, death, and resurrection to accomplish our salvation, He also works circumstances for our good and His glory. The disciples didn’t comprehend what Jesus was telling them about the future; nor could they initially see how His dying was beneficial. But in the end, they understood that God had carried out His plan of redemption through the crucifixion and resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;We may be in the midst of hard times and wondering where the good is. Do not lose hope. God is sovereign and true to every one of His promises (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="2 Corinthians 1.20" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Corinthians%201.20" style="color: #bb2902; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur117.cur), progress; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 1:20&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Verses that proclaim God’s sovereignty can help us overcome fear (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Psalms. 22.27-28" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Psalms.%2022.27-28" style="color: #bb2902; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur117.cur), progress; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Psalms. 22:27-28&lt;/a&gt;). Studying the lives of saints like Abraham, Joseph, and the apostle Paul will remind us that God is mighty and He can use difficulties to bring about gain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;As we believe His Word, our anxiety will be replaced by His divine peace&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Galatians 5.22" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Galatians%205.22" style="color: #bb2902; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur117.cur), progress; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Galatians 5:22&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Adapted from &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jinu7.blogspot.com/2011/06/overcoming-anxiety.html"&gt;http://jinu7.blogspot.com/2011/06/overcoming-anxiety.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-6848609915062912518?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6848609915062912518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6848609915062912518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6848609915062912518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6848609915062912518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/10/anxiety-me.html' title='Anxiety, me?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWGt7A6CXow/TehLt9Bo-FI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CMSCH-spEFg/s72-c/fear+worried+depressed+jinu7.blogspot.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5942370459810472495</id><published>2011-10-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T01:32:56.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Recovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never knew why I took Psychology in the first place, I think Psychology&amp;nbsp;choose me instead&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those abused victims, I am very thankful for your sharing. &amp;nbsp;Your testimonies brought hope into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those patients out there, your encounter with life difficulties, and how you proved to me that you are more than a&amp;nbsp;conqueror, thank you... You gave me a faith to believe I can overcome it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who constantly encourage, advise, and patiently endure my tantrums, I deeply express my gratitude to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those unexpressed prayers, care and love towards me, thank you. &amp;nbsp;Your support is sufficient for me to carry on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From doctors to therapist, to pastors, to so-and-so Mr/Mrs "I can help you", I am thankful that an ordinary person like me&amp;nbsp;receive such great care in all your loving hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe one day, I can look back and tell others that I, too - had climbed out from my pit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my one and only Love - Jesus. The road to recovery has just started, I believe you will walk with me till the very end, I deeply believe that after all this internal chaos, you will embrace me at the end of my painful journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-5942370459810472495?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5942370459810472495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5942370459810472495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5942370459810472495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5942370459810472495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/10/road-to-recovery.html' title='The Road to Recovery'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-842142565819802784</id><published>2011-08-01T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T04:52:13.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sin of laziness</title><content type='html'>A brief sermon on laziness (Chalan Hetherington) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a man is lazy, its all about the attitude, there is no fear of God before his/her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Paul says in Roman chapter 3, the wicked man does not fear God.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 25: 14, Jesus described the talents of man, he described the saved and unsaved. The wicked and lazy always act in a certain way (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do you want to act like them&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really believe in Him, you would have serve him wholeheartedly. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How are you serving him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;What happens if he says, you are never one of my sheep... &lt;/i&gt;When God changes somebody, he changes the heart, and laziness is a disease in the heart. God saves us by grace, by faith..and my friend, God has saved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul reminded us to be diligent in all areas - "Not with thy service,as man pleases, but in singleness of heart, fearing God". Lack of fear of God is the primary cause of sin. Fear of God is the first step to wisdom. He knows everything, and (proverbs 6:9) lazy people sleeps too much. Sleep is a blessing, don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Proverbs 26:15) Lazy person avoids work. Isn't that selfish? There is always a reason to be given to not do it. (Proverbs 20) Everybody is working, but there is always excuses to avoid job! Dont make excuses. You will be judged on Judgment Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to be discipline. Lazy people are not discipline enough. They are expert on making excuses. (Proverbs 22:13) The lazy person will make up anything that this-or-that could happen. Do you make excuses for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Proverbs 12:27) A wasteful man waste everything else. A typical marks of the lazy person, are you taking care of what God given you? They don't have alot money, but they took care of everything God given them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Proverbs 21-24). The lazy man only wants people to give it to them, and laziness itself bring shame! (Proverbs: 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of diligent, you will be prosperous. Even though you labour hard, and at times your work are not rewarded. God will reward you. Most rewarding thing is clear conscience, because you've done your best, God knows it, and you can sleep soundly. Work and sleep is a gift. Are you abusing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever thing you do, do it in the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laziness is not a habit, is a sin where the Heart is not right with God, you need to repent, confess your sins, are you loving him enough to do your best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you born again? Living for yourself, or for God?&amp;nbsp; How much you owe him? You owe him everything. Seek him, He will be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The destiny for the lazy ones, yes, God will judge you, laziness is not saved salvation.. not perfectly, but when he saves somebody, he changes everything, is overtime, a process...This where you can look back, and say you've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the power of his anger? Can I move forward, am I able to change for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Him, all things all possible. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-842142565819802784?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/842142565819802784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=842142565819802784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/842142565819802784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/842142565819802784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/08/sin-of-laziness.html' title='The sin of laziness'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3553196202763235190</id><published>2011-07-12T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:31:10.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on'/><title type='text'>Rat Maze</title><content type='html'>Like a lab rat, running in a maze to find an open door. Searching endlessly and thinking whole night long, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;when is this going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;?" "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: orange;"&gt;what can I &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;do about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You press all the buttons, hoping that "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;This will be the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; last&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;torturous&amp;nbsp;feeling I've endured&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some&amp;nbsp;buttons are just not that nice, at times you get zap, you question yourself... "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well..at times you get something nice, and you think to yourself that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Perhaps I am going out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in a maze, and you wonder "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;How on earth I ended up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little rat prays.. hoping that the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mighty Hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; reach out to save her out of the maze that she created in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lets see what life is offering the little rat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The little rat seeks help.. and that is the first step to recovery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The little rat has strength to carry on because of HIS AWESOMENESS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The little rat wants a happy-ending...this time...is for herself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is nothing to be afraid, &amp;nbsp;right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life will not ask any question whereby Faith can't answer..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No more tears, lets move on.&lt;/i&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/750896725425233335-3553196202763235190?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3553196202763235190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3553196202763235190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3553196202763235190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3553196202763235190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/07/rat-maze.html' title='Rat Maze'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3777880069084252540</id><published>2011-07-12T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:36:33.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/odCh1tEOPm4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odCh1tEOPm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odCh1tEOPm4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who is going to save me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3777880069084252540?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3777880069084252540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3777880069084252540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3777880069084252540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3777880069084252540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-heart.html' title='Dear Heart'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8822473706945926</id><published>2011-06-28T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:06:01.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Why I feel so heart-broken?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and a mixture of emptiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8822473706945926?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8822473706945926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8822473706945926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8822473706945926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8822473706945926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_28.html' title=':('/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8623154830954257684</id><published>2011-06-25T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T01:19:18.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-EOS-relieved'/><title type='text'>Inhale ... Exhale</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I can't believe I've made it through all four semesters. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-size: x-large;"&gt;*Praise the Lord*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I remembered the times I didn't sleep for a day or two to rush assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;The exam period where anxiety suffocated me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The days where I couldn't get out of bed to face reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Moments of nervous breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Trips to clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I can never say enough of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank-You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; to my Mighty Creator, my family and friends &amp;amp; er-hmmm &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; (&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;lt; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;not to mention, teachers who prayed along and provide assurance that I will be fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you all for being there for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Truly God is great, I am proud to boast of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;my Creator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, because I truly feel his presence whenever I am at my weakest point, especially at the edge of giving up. I never realized the fragility of human mind can be a powerful tool and misleading...&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to believe the power of ending or sustaining your very own life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;Up to till this point, I believe I am cured. I am not being naive, nor living in denial. Just like the Christian saying..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Live by faith, not by sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;". The best medicine is knowing HE is in control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. I seriously miss my long hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Next aim: Grow my short hair. Ugh~ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EP98MYW3B0Q/TgWVNWeFzaI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Cjcl0o_5IWQ/s1600/125132-baby_v_looks_better_long_curly_wavy_hair_best.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EP98MYW3B0Q/TgWVNWeFzaI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Cjcl0o_5IWQ/s320/125132-baby_v_looks_better_long_curly_wavy_hair_best.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;2nd aim: Get nice figure (The one that make people go boom boom pow~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cQuT_EVzjc/TgWWPHyPzHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uF3JLREUsao/s1600/nice-figure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cQuT_EVzjc/TgWWPHyPzHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uF3JLREUsao/s1600/nice-figure.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;3rd aim: Get good grades! This is a MUST throughout the semesters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrA3Z1vuWJk/TgWWRj0G_zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lyIN77Tepew/s1600/GoodGrades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrA3Z1vuWJk/TgWWRj0G_zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lyIN77Tepew/s320/GoodGrades.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;4th aim: Change for the better. There is always room for improvement. Better do some planning~ and also MUST be according to His Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SOvGNqxZnA/TgWXX2y2dyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZX2-tT_T-lM/s1600/hopesky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SOvGNqxZnA/TgWXX2y2dyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZX2-tT_T-lM/s320/hopesky.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;5th aim: Press on no matter what! Never give up!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ3c5VZ5eVs/TgWVP8zTWQI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8G7UCKhUYvU/s1600/philippians3_14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ3c5VZ5eVs/TgWVP8zTWQI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8G7UCKhUYvU/s320/philippians3_14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;6th aim: Be open and relax! God is in control~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0urMBh76E7w/TgWWm99xcZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/PFHWtb2exWA/s1600/arms_wide_open_0f0a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0urMBh76E7w/TgWWm99xcZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/PFHWtb2exWA/s320/arms_wide_open_0f0a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;7th aim: THE MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL~ Be faithful and trust HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMzDKKHtVkw/TgWXc76WfzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/WhXC19FS7v8/s1600/jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMzDKKHtVkw/TgWXc76WfzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/WhXC19FS7v8/s1600/jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooowooooh~ So long since I've blogged. Lalalala~ time to prepare for church~ yipee!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya My Savior. Sugar-sugar-rushy-droopy-happy~ wheeee~ &lt;i&gt;How Great Thou Art&lt;/i&gt;~ &amp;nbsp;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8623154830954257684?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8623154830954257684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8623154830954257684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8623154830954257684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8623154830954257684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/06/inhale-exhale.html' title='Inhale ... Exhale'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EP98MYW3B0Q/TgWVNWeFzaI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Cjcl0o_5IWQ/s72-c/125132-baby_v_looks_better_long_curly_wavy_hair_best.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-719730638412083272</id><published>2011-06-02T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T05:50:32.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spilling out my inner feelings</title><content type='html'>I don't like people to touch my belongings without asking.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer you to ask even though you know that I will surely let you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like uncertainty, things which are beyond my control - it freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;But, knowing God is in control, I am assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being alone.&lt;br /&gt;But I do enjoy people being around me without talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like things with a hole in the middle. Especially donuts.&lt;br /&gt;It is a sense of incompleteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like make-up, but I do apply it (when I have the mood).&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me hate my naked face when I look at pretty dolled-up girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how to walk out from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-719730638412083272?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/719730638412083272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=719730638412083272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/719730638412083272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/719730638412083272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/06/spilling-out-my-inner-feelings.html' title='Spilling out my inner feelings'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3864096390589527372</id><published>2011-05-11T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:49:42.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAdhqrg-eg4/TctRDHkGdcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/DyDQOznRYQs/s1600/toon_procrastinator.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAdhqrg-eg4/TctRDHkGdcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/DyDQOznRYQs/s320/toon_procrastinator.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3864096390589527372?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3864096390589527372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3864096390589527372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3864096390589527372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3864096390589527372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/05/procrastinator.html' title='Procrastinator'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAdhqrg-eg4/TctRDHkGdcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/DyDQOznRYQs/s72-c/toon_procrastinator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-7212729473411474203</id><published>2011-05-11T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:54:32.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;14 June - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;I/O psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;15 June -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt; Statistic II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Health Psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then EXAM IS OVER. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;God help me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey Little Heart, you gotta stay strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I don't want to pass out AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is rather disorganized.&lt;br /&gt;It all started with puking 8 times in an hour, (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not bulimic, mind you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) got my dad send me to the clinic, had my medication. The doctor said it was food poisoning...&lt;br /&gt;So I thought is ok~ Went to the exam hall the next day, my friend said I look like as if I took drug. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yeap, is drug use, not abuse :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;b&gt;dizzy~ my head spinning like a G6 when I was doing my drug &amp;amp; behavior paper&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home.. rest.. took a shower.. strange....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart started beating very fast.. irregular beats.. Don't ask why.. I pass out few times in a day.. I think my mum freak out when she found me in the kitchen&amp;nbsp;unconscious.. Not to mention, my bizarre behavior..so till now.. every now and then she checks my pulse. My dad monitors my blood pressure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - My dad's enemy. Is my enemy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, is your body that teaches you how to live LIFE. There is adjustment and adaptation. As long as you live, there will be battles to go through. But, with GOD, anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;pi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;lls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO MATTER WHAT DOSAGE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;there is side effects.. for this pill to counter that side effect, for this to reduce the symptoms, blah--blah--blah...&lt;br /&gt;I am not taking anymore, God controls my life, not you steeeeewpid pills! injections and more lifeless objects!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, no more coffee or any other stimulants... boohoo~ Ms Heart, please don't pump like you are running some marathon. Is tiring! I really need to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.. O Saturday. C'mmon I need a fruitful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. back to my desk. I haven't finish my coloring book...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-7212729473411474203?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/7212729473411474203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=7212729473411474203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7212729473411474203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7212729473411474203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-process.html' title='Another Process'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1665863381158187444</id><published>2011-05-01T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T03:22:21.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>Why can't you let me say good bye to you? Perhaps the fact&amp;nbsp;that you and I&amp;nbsp;know we won't be seeing each other anymore... so we remained silence...&amp;nbsp;But thanks for all the encouragement, the guidance, the "Don't give up" teachings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A half-played song. When the next time we meet, I will finish the other half as promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1665863381158187444?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1665863381158187444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1665863381158187444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1665863381158187444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1665863381158187444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/05/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6649856269706935398</id><published>2011-02-13T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:07:19.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I really don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike it to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that is UNFAIR. Same goes to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to voice it out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you are going to do it, because it is your duty as well.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am tired of your complaints, is such a small task yet you make a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of you procrastinating, I cant believe with my extra workload, I am still able to show you what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know this wont be over, not just yet, not soon....&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sit tight, is a bumpy ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-6649856269706935398?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6649856269706935398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6649856269706935398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6649856269706935398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6649856269706935398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/02/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3227379638674308041</id><published>2011-01-29T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:27:17.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind Boggling'/><title type='text'>For atheist and religious people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;If there was 100% factual written in stone proof of God's existence, then what would be the point in faith or belief? There wouldn't be any faith because you don't need it when you know for sure God is real and watching you. Instead you would live a fake life pretending to be someone your not, and try to be a goody goody person to please God and be allowed in heaven, as if you had no will of your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Somewhere in the bible (lol) Says God has given us free will. He wants us to exercise this free will and live your life. Its up to your own will to decide if you want to acknowledge God and have faith in him through belief, and acceptance of God, Jesus Christ and his sacrifice for the world and acceptance of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Which you will be rewarded for and gain access to Heaven, and live eternally in happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Think of this world, this life your currently living in as a big game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;worldy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;YOU are the player and YOU are also, the one who influences the storyline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;free will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Keep in mind this game has a Creator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;and There is 2 versions of gameplay to play the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you play the game of worldy life you learn and experience life and events and teachings, then later down the walk, you stumble upon Two identical paths except for one key difference, &lt;b&gt;religion and ..logic?&lt;/b&gt; (w/e athiests want to declare your perspective)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Say you choose religion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ou accept the creator of the board game (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;) and as you walk along the board game you reach confusing spots, you ask the creator for help because after all, he created the entire game although theres no way to prove that he did. You believe in him and have faith in him and continue to pray for guidance and help. Your gameplay has a chance to improve or worsen. As you continue to play you come across a boss fight (something you dont want, like STD or some tragedy) and you have BELIEF in God that he has your back, and ask for help (praying) You get no clear response basically as if you didnt even pray. That is where your faith comes in (power boost) and so you defeat the boss or you dont. But you used faith to get through it, As the fight ends you have a choice you can say screw it you didnt help me, or take things in an optimistic approach and continue playing the religious version, keeping your faith, belief, acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;As you play you continually go through boss fights (hardships) and confusing brain teaser roadblocks puzzles (testing faith in God) So then you finally make it to the end, and you finally beat the game! the RELIGIOUS VERSION. Then after the credits stop (death) God comes and decides to reward you for keeping faith, belief and acceptance in him and says "good game, step into my bonus stage (heaven) and have access to all the cheat codes of the game [(invinciblity) = eternal life] and be happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Now Athiest / pure logic / pure facts Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;As you play the game of worldy life you learn and experience life and events and teachings, then later down the walk, you stumble upon Two identical paths except for one key difference, religion and atheism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Say you choose atheism, you dont acknowledge / accept the creator of the board game (God) because God doesn't want to prove his existence, and as you walk along the board game you reach confusing spots, you research for help because after all, You denied God who, may or may have not created the entire game because theres no way to prove that he did. You use worldy logic and scientific facts to figure out the puzzles that have a true or false answer. Your gameplay (Answers) has a chance to become truthfull or false. As you continue to play you come across a boss fight (something you dont want, like STD or some tragedy) and you have facts that your strategies will have your back, and research (codes )to beat the boss.. That is where your rely on logic (power boost) and so you defeat the boss or you dont but you use your logic to get through it. As the fight ends you have a choice you can say dam logic pwns, or research more to prepare for other boss fights (wordly troubles prevention) continue playing the Atheism version, keeping your logic, facts, science/theories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;As you play you continually go through boss fights (hardships) and confusing brain teaser roadblocks puzzles (proving your facts truthful) So then you finally make it to the end, and you finally beat the game! the ATHIEST VERSION! as the credits stop (death) you get a game over. and that is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Although my example might not have been clear, I rewritten it simply for people who dont really get what I really meant to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My point is that the worldy game has 2 versions, religion and atheism. Choose to accept the creator of the game, or not. The storylines are actually identical, the only true difference is the ending the outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you accept the creator of the game (GOD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;at game over God deems you worthy and says I know you,you accepted that I am real. and he will grant you an extra life and let you continue in a perfect game (heaven) afterall he made the game he can do whatever. (this is assuming your religious and believe in the afterlife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;If you deny the creator of the game (GOD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;because he will not prove his existence, you turn to science/facts/theories (your game wasnt created by god but by procreation (intercourse) and at the end of the game, GOD may or may not come to you (you dont know because theres no proof) God might say, "who are you? you denied my existence so I will deny yours as well good bye" and off to hell you may or may not go (theres no proof) and since there is no God nothing happens for you after you die, or go to hell w/e of which. (since theres no proof we dont know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;In any case just enjoy the game as you play it (live life) and pick the version (playstyle) you prefer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;(A review from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.basilmarket.com/forum/1870814/16"&gt;http://www.basilmarket.com/forum/1870814/16&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3227379638674308041?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3227379638674308041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3227379638674308041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3227379638674308041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3227379638674308041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-atheist-and-religious-people.html' title='For atheist and religious people'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6169633326515682929</id><published>2011-01-25T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:38:41.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobo Doll</title><content type='html'>I wish I can help you by painting a picture the choices you've made. &amp;nbsp;Every decision leads to a series of action which can impact others.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can be a better person for you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can absorb all the negative thoughts in your mind and channel it elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can turn back the time where you are who you are, not what you are now&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can teach you to count your own blessings so that you feel contented&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can teach you to value life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life don't walk away by its own, you choose to walk out from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you, I am not a bobo doll. I cant always bounce back up and give you a smile when you keep pushing me down. A bobo down has its own limits. It will go through a process called deflation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, don't walk out of my life.&lt;i&gt; Is it too late to ask?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You place me here, now you are leaving me..... why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-6169633326515682929?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6169633326515682929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6169633326515682929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6169633326515682929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6169633326515682929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/01/bobo-doll.html' title='Bobo Doll'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1006418806976596924</id><published>2011-01-13T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T08:51:28.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy Ecstasy</title><content type='html'>Fantasizing is not the same as dreaming nor the same as random thoughts. When you dream, you just imagine the situation you are in and what you are doing. Random thoughts are more of a what if(s). Fantasy, are more wild, extreme, to the point it can become some sort of&amp;nbsp;bizarreness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love fantasizing. In that world, no restriction, no limits, no rules, no stress. A world without denials, without if only(s) but a world of I CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reality, you fight the impossible(s) to make it&amp;nbsp;achievable, you constantly battle against rejections and acceptance. If the world is like a fantasy, wouldn't it be an Ecstasy? No boundaries, no worries, is just you detached from reality, watching how the world operates based on the Rules and Regulation, (where is the freedom to express your opinion?), Limits and Boundaries (How can one fully realize one own's full potential and capabilities?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We created laws to control people, and we are controlled by laws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TS8rUrxalzI/AAAAAAAAA2U/_we61oQYvU0/s1600/IMG_1976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TS8rUrxalzI/AAAAAAAAA2U/_we61oQYvU0/s320/IMG_1976.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1006418806976596924?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1006418806976596924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1006418806976596924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1006418806976596924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1006418806976596924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/01/fantasy-ecstasy.html' title='Fantasy Ecstasy'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TS8rUrxalzI/AAAAAAAAA2U/_we61oQYvU0/s72-c/IMG_1976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3604833969930359787</id><published>2011-01-06T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:20:25.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January is like Genesis</title><content type='html'>This year is not a resolution, rather its a transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, the road was extremely bumpy. I cant change the past, but I can alter the present so it can change the future.&lt;br /&gt;These are Some of the 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't know I...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;suffered from chronic stress until I puked, tummy cramp, lost&amp;nbsp;appetite, experienced irregular heart beats and swelling of bones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;studied extremely last minute (today start, tomorrow enter exam hall)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can survive with two weeks of purely different brands of instant noodles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can have a relationship ongoing for a year or so (I am glad to have you)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;could imitate Michael Jackson (it was a lousy performance, but I am proud to grab imaginary balls)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope I can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;absorb like a sponge during lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a healthy balanced lifestyle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not be doubtful of myself and others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to forgive those who unintentionally and intentionally hurt me physically and mentally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to toilet everyday without having bowel movements difficulty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend more time with the person I love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grow spiritually incline to God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;earn more money and invest in bust treatment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;SCORE AND ACE ALL MY SUBJECTS &lt;/span&gt;(I can do it !)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope can become a reality if I believe... and transform it into action. That is why is a transformation rather than resolution. Transform within is the&amp;nbsp;beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this year be a good year? Yes, it will, because The Lord is Always there for me for He will not forsake me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3604833969930359787?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3604833969930359787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3604833969930359787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3604833969930359787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3604833969930359787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-is-like-genesis.html' title='January is like Genesis'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5953090515012257858</id><published>2010-12-08T03:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:11:48.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent prayer'/><title type='text'>Mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I walked along the slippery path - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with confident&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I won't fall, because you are leading the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Each&amp;nbsp;familiar organisms such as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree" title="Tree"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herb" title="Herb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;herbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bushes" title="Bushes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;bushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;grasses, vines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fern" title="Fern"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ferns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moss" title="Moss"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;mosses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_algae" title="Green algae"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;green algae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;caused me to be amazed of how these organisms survive with such fine details. Everybody put their belongings aside and enter the icy cold water while I sat down&amp;nbsp;hesitating&amp;nbsp;whether I should join them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;splashing cold water nearby the waterfall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;What if I fall? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;What if I join and still feel left out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;What if I have chronic backache?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;What if.... whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;You will be alright, go on… you won't fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is that my inner thoughts, or God's assurance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't differentiate it, but step-by-step and I've made it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Freezing cold, super cold, superbly cold... &amp;nbsp;trying to adapt to the temperature... and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;*SPLASH*...*MORE SPLASH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;WATER FIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;I laugh until I tears... the water or perhaps the tears blur the vision.. not because they are&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;having fun&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;bullying me, rather it is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;sense of appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;, that I am able to experience God's wonderful creation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Luckily mum don't know I am here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; (ofcoz i kena scolding after I came home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not long, the coldness like sharp arrows piercing through my spine. No longer cold, but piercing pain, with a little prayer... it went off (for awhile) I think is a wise decision to leave.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I climbed up the rocks, sat alone and watched them play. Sitting on rough and uneven surfaces torture my nike-shaped tailbone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;BEYONCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;buttock!!! then perhaps I wont feel pain. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;"Life is like a mist, is incomplete, shapeless, unpredictable, but you can choose to see it as a complete picture, leaving the whole view a mystery. Somehow, the mist is a secret between God… and me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprise of beauty... how I wish... there are no worries in relationships.&amp;nbsp;The mist, like flocks of trooping sheep, cloudily drifted here and there, determined by God alone. Sometimes, the mist in reality blurs my vision, I struggle to see what is beyond, until the soft wind carries me further and further away ... I no longer see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;what is behind the view."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know what you are trying to say to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your presence, your voice, no doubt is from YOU, but give me some time to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Warm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; The joints of my toes no longer feel pain… the numbness gradually went off…as well as the pain intensity of my back.&amp;nbsp; Alone, eating my Pringles, capturing the mist as a mental image, giving thanks to Him above… Oh look, he is coming to eat my Pringles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif;"&gt; hope I forget what you’ve just said: “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Times, serif;"&gt;After you say I ignore you, so I teman you lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;”. Rather I wish that you come to me not because I would complain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: 18px;"&gt;Today, you held my hand; I gripped it tightly… because I learn more than ever to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: 18px;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: 18px;"&gt; the person who first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: 18px;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: 18px;"&gt; me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Promise you won't let go? is hard isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mist -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt; I am captivated by you.&amp;nbsp;You appear&amp;nbsp;before my eyes blurring the partial view of the scene, yet with your presence the scenery is still so beautiful. What are you trying to tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-5953090515012257858?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5953090515012257858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5953090515012257858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5953090515012257858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5953090515012257858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/12/mist.html' title='Mist'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-9054779434538120455</id><published>2010-11-26T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T08:28:01.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Actor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Replay…Pause…Replay…Pause…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Should I delete this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I think I will keep this message, because there will be a day, I am going to press the “play” button and show it to you that – &lt;strong&gt;I’ve made it&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story isn't over until the final chapter has been written.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;(WINKS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;grumble and complain all the time about things happened around me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I still do, but I think is lesser now)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I wish I had more: brains, easy lives, millionaire inheritances, academic ability, friends, money, status, food, cars, branded goods... &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;the list goes on, never-ending&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cursed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stressed over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;“What-ifs” &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; “if onlys”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I wouldn’t let go of what had already happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; past&lt;/span&gt; cannot be rewrite, but what is in the &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt; can be manipulated and affect the outcome of the &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt;, isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Why am I being haunted by things I did in the past?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Then, I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;wouldn’t life be much simpler if we focus on what we can do and can achieve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;People seem to be more interested in the drama generated in their lives and prefer to sit, watch and whine, rather than do anything at all to improve their situations. Like spectators, people sideline reality and instead of being productive, they watch and complain, indulging themselves in questions such as "what if?" or statements that include "if only".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The more we spectate our own lives, the more we add to our stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt; Life is already complicated enough, why make it more complicated by telling yourself that it's complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;So stop watching your lives go by and get workin' on it! Simple steps. Baby steps. One at the time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;(So...&lt;em&gt;Ms Unconscious, please note that down&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am trying my best to be a better person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-9054779434538120455?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/9054779434538120455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=9054779434538120455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/9054779434538120455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/9054779434538120455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-actor.html' title='I am an Actor'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3852187032276726509</id><published>2010-11-23T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T07:48:55.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place called here</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes. Sometimes, people discover you, even though they've been looking at you at the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control. When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself. Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves; the fear, the anger, or the sadness preventing us returning. Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it's easier. Somtimes we find our way out. But regardless, always, we are found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3852187032276726509?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3852187032276726509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3852187032276726509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3852187032276726509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3852187032276726509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/11/place-called-here.html' title='A place called here'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8426838663299131646</id><published>2010-11-14T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:25:18.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for my best friend - Happiness</title><content type='html'>I can see you that you are&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;drifting away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blocking&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;out all the rumors about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch the dusty bear I gave you. I held it tightly and wonder.. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Dear bear, are you as lonely as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the the scrapbook I made for our anniversary, tucked under a stack of FHM magazines. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Personal messages are no match for Attractive figures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put aside the To-Do-List with You, because I know this will only be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;repetition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of what you've done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;gently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;put on the backsupport, no longer patches because it causes my skin to peel.I hope one day, we can go swimming together...as long as the chlorine dont burnt my skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my sportshoes at home, luckly it still fits, I hope one day we play sports together, but who would want to play &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;pass-the-ball with a half OKU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a kite with an A4 paper with few satay sticks, I tied it to a string, lying on my bed, I wonder how it feels to really fly a kite.. I browsed through your pictures..&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;I wish I was there to share that moment with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is time to take chinese medicine, I convinced myself that this bitter&amp;nbsp;thing is like the Guai Lin Go we ate way back then at some shop in SS2, at least &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;it brings back the sweet memories, it wont taste so bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt not to complaint, I realised it was only me who wants things to be done just the way it used to be..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt not to ask so much from you, you like your own preferences anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to smile and swallow my own tears, because.. it was only me who is trapped in my own shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid... but I had to move on.. I must get out from my little comfort zone..I need to search for my best friend, &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;. She is lost somewhere out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find her, but how? Because I am lost too.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8426838663299131646?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8426838663299131646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8426838663299131646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8426838663299131646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8426838663299131646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/11/searching-for-my-best-friend-happiness.html' title='Searching for my best friend - Happiness'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-600480340581562305</id><published>2010-10-15T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T19:27:56.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>White Ceiling</title><content type='html'>I lie down on my bed, staring at the white ceiling, and count backwards from 100....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;You can come for treatment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;only once in a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;". &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;This statement was the best gift I ever had.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I am sorry, you need to come at least once in every two weeks. Manipulating the bones is not enough, you would need two other types of treatment as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;For how long&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;We will see how you progress, your back cant adapt on its own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lie down on my mum's bed... waiting for minutes to pass. I am going for my injection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Stupid painkillers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;You betrayed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. I thought your dosage is high enough to avoid that stupid jap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Backache, throbbing and stabbing pain. So intense. Numb knees. My joints hurt. My stomach cramp. I cant reach for my bag of pills. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Silly me, I forgot to take some of the medication on time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, I am grateful. At least I had my first and perhaps my last game of footsal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The running, jumping, dribbling, passing, kicking... sounds silly, but it feels damn good. That little footsal match, everybody went wild to grab hold of the ball, while I was experimenting and celebrating my little improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tim, the ball ! Get it.." &lt;b&gt;Blah~ who cares..&lt;/b&gt;.I am in my little world. I smiled to myself. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"Look God, I am running, look Father, I can dribble." &lt;/span&gt;It was the shortest moment to experience all these, before my joints start to ache, my back slowly feels the pain, my knee starts to numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here I lie... staring at the white ceiling. I wont cry no more. Why should I? I know there will be one day I can be free of all these. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No more&amp;nbsp;vomiting, no more aches and numbness, no more ugly wounds.. no more peelings..no more holes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I may not run as I used to, but I can run by faith....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;With faith, a little miracle, I will be healed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-600480340581562305?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/600480340581562305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=600480340581562305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/600480340581562305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/600480340581562305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/10/white-ceiling.html' title='White Ceiling'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4568883598263965206</id><published>2010-10-10T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T00:36:15.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments? now what.</title><content type='html'>My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;SIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;NME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;NTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;FIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;"&gt;AL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;haven't start&amp;nbsp;flipping any pages of those textbooks I bought. Some I don't even remember I actually have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Nov - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What is the probability of me acing it&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Nov - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Memory&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I can't even remember the definition of memory&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;3 Nov - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Adulthood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;8 Nov - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Sensation and Perception&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I have no sense in this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 Nov - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cognitive Psychology&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I dont even know I have this textbook all along =P&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Nov - &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Learning&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What have I learnt so far? er..... hmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TLFsTB5VY6I/AAAAAAAAA10/07u2jCjcSuI/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TLFsTB5VY6I/AAAAAAAAA10/07u2jCjcSuI/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Hello, I am Naruto, I am a Ninja~ I am learning *&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;InidToStudy&lt;/span&gt;* technique.. haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to face my books, not &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;FACEBOOK.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-4568883598263965206?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4568883598263965206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4568883598263965206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4568883598263965206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4568883598263965206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/10/assignments-now-what.html' title='Assignments? now what.'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TLFsTB5VY6I/AAAAAAAAA10/07u2jCjcSuI/s72-c/IMG_1549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2113666668112946588</id><published>2010-09-14T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:36:22.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving out of Neverland?'/><title type='text'>Is time to move out from NEVERLAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heard of &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Have you watched &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; a place you will &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;never grow up&lt;/span&gt;. A place where you will only &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;see beautiful things&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;stuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Neverland.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The horrible truth of reality now pushing me to move out from Neverland. I am afraid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heard of &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;survival of fittest&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Charles Darwin&amp;nbsp;stated that only the best&amp;nbsp;survives&amp;nbsp;and pass on desirable traits. To win, you must fight. To be OUTstanding, you must fight. To live is to fight your way out. I am not born fighter, now I am given a sword to fight life challenges, a shield and an armour to defend myself so I can continue to battle on the battlefield. I am so used to hide myself in my own little world, I only come out when is safe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Things dont work that way anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I cant be ME in this world. Reality pointed out clearly that I will be wiped out. Why cant I just be ME? Why &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;being just ME is not supported? Why even those who used to accept the way I am, asked me to change?&amp;nbsp;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;know&amp;nbsp;part of changing can be better for me... if that is the case...&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sorry Little Tim, you need&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vanish from this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; world.&amp;nbsp;I will miss you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is time to unlock the other me out from the closet. Is time YOU handle things out there, while I sit inside my little dark closet to reflect about life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-2113666668112946588?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2113666668112946588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2113666668112946588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2113666668112946588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2113666668112946588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-time-to-move-out-from-neverland.html' title='Is time to move out from NEVERLAND'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5204319868728896526</id><published>2010-09-08T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T16:02:39.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Theme'/><title type='text'>Adjustments</title><content type='html'>I love this new theme so much. &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Teehee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Waddya say? Still learning how to make&amp;nbsp;the blog looks &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;KooLer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tapi tak jadi. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;NoobNya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Did you noticed my &lt;strong&gt;i-pod&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;kyaaaaa~ syok sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Gah~ [Looks at clock] 6am and I still can't sleep. So what did you do the whole night? &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt; eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. I did nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Study? Ish.. I haven't even started studying yet, is more of like reading. Read through pages, and out goes the information. Kindda stress though, cant bare to see my housemates studying almost everyday while I am so unproductive. God~ Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgN6O1qGiI/AAAAAAAAA0c/hPULApLmvYE/s1600/reading-but-not-studying.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgN6O1qGiI/AAAAAAAAA0c/hPULApLmvYE/s320/reading-but-not-studying.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Factors why I dont feel like studying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Facebook !&lt;/span&gt; I think i need a facebook rehabilitation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The time I spent on facebook is enough for me to finish my Sensation and Perception textbook in less than 4days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgOR_nj5gI/AAAAAAAAA0k/L1bu6cr6f3I/s1600/anti%2Bfacebook%2Blogo%2B10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgOR_nj5gI/AAAAAAAAA0k/L1bu6cr6f3I/s320/anti%2Bfacebook%2Blogo%2B10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Laziness&lt;/span&gt;. Mum~ I wonder whether you be proud of me having a phD in procrastination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgOYafRurI/AAAAAAAAA00/39LLAf_BC-U/s1600/GarfieldLazy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgOYafRurI/AAAAAAAAA00/39LLAf_BC-U/s320/GarfieldLazy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgRBiOYLQI/AAAAAAAAA08/_NBQYR_43so/s1600/Movies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgRBiOYLQI/AAAAAAAAA08/_NBQYR_43so/s320/Movies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;Outings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgREgMe-7I/AAAAAAAAA1E/Bxifc-uJ8qQ/s1600/goingout17111981al.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgREgMe-7I/AAAAAAAAA1E/Bxifc-uJ8qQ/s320/goingout17111981al.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Sleep/ Nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgRJyWjreI/AAAAAAAAA1M/BSPEZcy7eWM/s1600/insomnia_cartoon_chruch.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgRJyWjreI/AAAAAAAAA1M/BSPEZcy7eWM/s320/insomnia_cartoon_chruch.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tim must now reduce all these. Time for self-modification-behavior~ Really need to work like a mad cow for Sem3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I learnt something today, to score in a subject, you must love the subject. But how? I dont know. I am struggling to cope with all my modules. &lt;strong&gt;Assignments and quizzes&lt;/strong&gt; are round the corner. Worst is &lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt; is coming, in less than 4 weeks. I can feel the tension already. I really need God's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgR12a3UFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/_8UhYTTw948/s1600/exam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgR12a3UFI/AAAAAAAAA1U/_8UhYTTw948/s320/exam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most recent updates bout me~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;My back&amp;nbsp;is feeling better. Less pain. Sometimes, the pain just strike and I cant get up or move at all. That freaks me out, but I believe through His help, I can overcome all these. So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;SPORTS here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;My pig&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;is back&lt;/span&gt;. Never shall we seperate again ok? If you really do, before you leave, I'll use my AK-47 and headshot you. But at the moment, I wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Learning some dance moves&lt;/span&gt;. Bueeek~ These moves are important, but I dont know how to mastered it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booya~ I love&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; MJ&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~3 &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Must be productive tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgR9AiZvWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/QIFelWllbaE/s1600/stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgR9AiZvWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/QIFelWllbaE/s320/stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-5204319868728896526?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5204319868728896526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5204319868728896526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5204319868728896526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5204319868728896526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/09/adjustments.html' title='Adjustments'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIgN6O1qGiI/AAAAAAAAA0c/hPULApLmvYE/s72-c/reading-but-not-studying.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3585342640328681623</id><published>2010-09-04T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T05:09:25.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost clown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know who to talk to or where to turn to. I realized I am actually a very lonely person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, friends come to me because I always crack lame jokes. They laughed at the clown because of her silly actions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;The clown made a wrong choice&lt;/span&gt;, she fell badly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;life is laughing at her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She cant find a close friend to pull her up from the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;because she don't really have any close friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;and the only friend she had was her one and only boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt; How many would actually know behind the happy masked face of the clown, the clown is actually crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my best friend, my partner in crime, my boyfriend - My everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a wrong decision, I thought it was the right move. I don't know what to do. The moment our conversation ended, I wish I didn't say what I've said. I wish I could turn back time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxZoc6TNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MiyHNpl7BhI/s1600/_turn_back_time_10456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxZoc6TNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MiyHNpl7BhI/s320/_turn_back_time_10456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513023210280078546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this what I really want? Why it hurts so much? There are so many 'why(s)' in my mind. The next thing I knew, I was on my bed for quite some time. Since when? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I wish I were a little kid again, skimmed knees are easier to fix than a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxa2pT7sI/AAAAAAAAA0U/w6AQb9PN0zk/s1600/little+girl+in+woods+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxa2pT7sI/AAAAAAAAA0U/w6AQb9PN0zk/s320/little+girl+in+woods+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513023231270055618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did not sleep. I thought crying myself to sleep will work like an insomnia pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How I wish I saved all the tears I cried for you and drown myself in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxauhnCPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/y_4LQ5HE7RQ/s1600/drowned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxauhnCPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/y_4LQ5HE7RQ/s320/drowned.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513023229090269426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Real loss only occurs when you lose something you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; more than yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you said "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be Mine&lt;/span&gt;", I knew I was shot by the love arrow, and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;feel deeply in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxaIhcVsI/AAAAAAAAA0E/1lW8k2jHYuc/s1600/archer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxaIhcVsI/AAAAAAAAA0E/1lW8k2jHYuc/s320/archer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513023218889021122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But now, what can I do to fix things back to normal? I don't know how and where to start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close buddies asked me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Do you still love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Do you still want to be with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Screw him la, perhaps he doesn't know you anymore, don't cry for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Do you know about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Why say things about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You have no rights to say things about him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Why the hell are you defending him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because I still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What the fuck did you do that then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I thought&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;he don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cant feel the passion we once had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Did you do something about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Like what? You idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think to myself, what did I actually did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Did I do my best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somehow, the pieces of me starts tearing into smaller pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;vanish&lt;/span&gt; from this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me a different questions. They tried to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;out of all your boyfriends, which one is the best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;What bout the characteristics you want in a boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I named it one-by-one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*paused*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I can find it all in&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Girl, your answers don't tally what you've said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What should I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hurt his feelings, I want to say so many things to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if he hates me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is that the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I swallowed 2&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;painkillers&lt;/span&gt;, 2 insomnia pills,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;vomited my meals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;gasped for air several times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;stomach cramped till I lay down silently..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it can stop all the thoughts that is running wild in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it can stop the pain I am feeling now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will take in more, just to feel dead and not alive.&lt;/span&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3585342640328681623?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3585342640328681623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3585342640328681623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3585342640328681623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3585342640328681623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/09/lost-clown.html' title='Lost clown'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/TIIxZoc6TNI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MiyHNpl7BhI/s72-c/_turn_back_time_10456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8289700797600771185</id><published>2010-09-01T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T09:45:11.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am not a thinker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't like to complicate my own life, but I noticed that I tend to think a lot these few days. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Don't get me wrong, is not that I don't use my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;brain cells&lt;/span&gt; to reason out things happening around me*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think about changes in life. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Things that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;happened,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bout to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; happen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;might not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;wish to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Daze.... eh?! what was I thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' I found this video, is actually quite true, how many guys will think of these nowadays? Sometimes, they dont see the reasons behind things. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All Boys MUST watch this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Curse.. curse..curse..) Sometimes, certain things dont happened as you thought it was according to plan. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Real love is hard to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...seriously... Promises made can never be trusted, dont put your hopes up high, when is broken into pieces... it takes time and effort to glue to pieces back... still there will be cracks. IMPERFECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8360ea74f0b92062" 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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8360ea74f0b92062%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331795449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85D8C1313776993AEDF8290AF2870C1730BED364.C4D7C31AAC4BA607D212F39C2FB304EB5EAEDDE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8360ea74f0b92062%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgFcUh8PrI6GlkHl_BYp-8U9JtcM&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://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8360ea74f0b92062%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331795449%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85D8C1313776993AEDF8290AF2870C1730BED364.C4D7C31AAC4BA607D212F39C2FB304EB5EAEDDE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8360ea74f0b92062%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgFcUh8PrI6GlkHl_BYp-8U9JtcM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will relationship with your partner last?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you dare to put your trust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When was the last time he held your hands?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When was the last time he came all the way for you without complaints?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When was the last time..... so many.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certain things gradually fades away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is there a need to voice it out? I am not thinking too much, I think about things when I realised something happened, as I've said, I dont like to complicate my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Dear Life, what is next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am like a child, I want your attention...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont want it from others...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you understand?&lt;/strong&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/750896725425233335-8289700797600771185?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8289700797600771185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8289700797600771185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8289700797600771185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8289700797600771185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1516598538612658368</id><published>2010-08-13T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T12:13:26.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You can have it all, I don't want to fight anymore. I just want to tell you that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;not all scars show, not all wounds heal, sometimes you cant see the pain someone feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is pointless anyway, after I placed a plaster on it, those people will tear it open &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The wound will never heal, because you don't let it heal. So, why bother?&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;What is the point of explaining the truth? What is the point of defending yourself when you know that you won't get the answer you are hoping 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 strived hard to meet your expectations, I pushed myself to the extreme.. What for? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am not who I am, I am just a person you want me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If that still doesn't please you, I don't know what to say.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I want to put down the mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and show you that... behind that silly face of mine, I am already crying desperately for help, and God will only understand what his child is going through. You like to see it in your own view, you don't seem to see it from my point of view. &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;Why do I need to give in? Why can't I have the things I demanded as well? We all have equal rights, I choosed to surrender mine, such a foolish act isn't it? why then? What a foolish act.&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 can be alone, because I know the very least, my shadow won't betray 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 lifted my hands up high, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;who can save me from this world full of lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I extended my arms to reach up even higher, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who can tell me that all these will be over, and give me a hug to tell me that everything is alright?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked down, I hugged myself. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I know I won't be going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;, because... just like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gravity&lt;/span&gt;, the problems&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; pulled me down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bye bye Little &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;, is time to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grow up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1516598538612658368?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1516598538612658368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1516598538612658368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1516598538612658368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1516598538612658368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/08/mirrors.html' title='Mirrors'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6067200169371982838</id><published>2010-06-24T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T04:29:12.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you. I am sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>Not so understanding after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I asked my dad to pay for my sem fees. I saw him signing the cheque - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RM 10400&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Dad said to me, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You cost me &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of money, better study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". He smiled, and signed the cheque. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep down in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I knew that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sum of money&lt;/span&gt;, he could have used it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for his heart therapy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My heart hurt even more.. when he reached out for his bottle of pills to ease his discomfort heart. I asked him, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How long will you no longer be dependent on those&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". He shook his head and said:"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..". I sat down quietly, waiting for him to check the documents piled up on his desk. I looked at my dad..My dad.. I was wondering, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when was the last time I said "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love you, and thank you for everything&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dad..is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;stronger &lt;/span&gt;than any person in Tim's little world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I recalled that there was once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I caught you using your fists to hit your chest. I was in the shop with mum, lining up to pay the bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I saw how you&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; tried to soothe your discomfort heart&lt;/span&gt;, how you were busy &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;searching for pills&lt;/span&gt;, how you were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; because you were out of painkillers, how you were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;clenching your fists to hit your chest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In that shop, my mum and I were shopping for the things that we want, but you were outside waiting in the car. You gave everything to us, but you have nothing for yourself. We used your hard-earn money for an exchange of our happiness. I then realised..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How STUPID and INCONSIDERATE I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, it was my first time seeing the new place that I will be staying. It was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (I rented a small room). But, it was way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than I could have ever imagined. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A bed, cupboard, and a study desk already &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used up the space&lt;/span&gt; that I needed to move about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The view outside the window is not pleasant. If the room is in such condition, I think I don't need to explain to you how the toilet looks like. The apartment is empty. There are only 3 sofa, and a table for six to have a meal. The kitchen have no cooking stove. One word to describe this apartment - (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;UNPLEASANT&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am a person who can adapt to changes easily, so I don't mind the surrondings. In my naive mind, I was actually visualising me making the place better. I took my dad to the place I am going to live in. He was.....&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;DISAPPOINTED. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; Is it because of my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;prison-like cell room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes... He was very dissatisfield about the condition of the apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He yelled: "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There is no view outside your room! No stove! You should have continue to stay there&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I told him: "&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't mind all these...Is cheaper here&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He yelled: "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why here, is quite a distance from uni&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I said: "&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Is ok, I can take care of myself. If I go overseas, nobody is going to look out for me&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;He said: "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But, if you study in library, when you come home, is very dangerous&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried to reassure him that I can take care of myself, but I said something that we both know..had hurt my dad's heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I said&lt;/span&gt;.... "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is not that you are having an educational fund for us, mum is not working&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Harsh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He quite down, turned his head away and said "Up to you...Is your choice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dad, I am sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I wanted to hug him and take back what I said. I wanted to say that, giving me a better place to stay doesn't mean that I will have better grades. My grades are good because of you. I push myself to study because I dont want to see you cletching your fists and search for painkillers again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I thought saving a lil cost here and there, you would understand..I thought that you would know that I moved out, because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I cant bare to have that slight chance of loosing you to that bunch of doctors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You worked hard, and you are still working..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is my fault for not making you proud. If I study hard, have a scholarship.. you dont need to work extra hard to pay for my debts. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There are so many.. "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I..........&lt;/span&gt;" question is.."&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Am i too late&lt;/span&gt;?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There are scholarships available, I dont have the initiative to search for it. There are possibilities to get all A's, but I always think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Couldn't be Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lousy Daughter, that has a Great father..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are nothing, but a piece of junk. You weren't meant to live."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate to admit it, but that SOMEBODY got it right this time. I am nothing at 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/750896725425233335-6067200169371982838?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6067200169371982838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6067200169371982838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6067200169371982838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6067200169371982838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-so-understanding-after-all.html' title='Not so understanding after all'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2516633572450579760</id><published>2010-05-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:52:32.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sWiSsHh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SHOUTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have not watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gerrard Butler&lt;/span&gt; latest movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These few days I went to the gym with my mum quite often. Gym?! Yes !! Can you believe it? I dont kick my ass up early in the morn to workout, I sleep! But, i was forced or rather "persuaded in a manipulative manner" by my mum. Hey, itz &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SI-BEI fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoga&lt;/span&gt; is nice, I love the twist and turn of body postition into some weid posture! Itz very &lt;strong&gt;challenging&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cycling class&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;strong&gt;don't need to worry&lt;/strong&gt; about cars when I know my bike is going nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Body Pump&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ABT&lt;/span&gt; class, the tough workouts seriously can &lt;strong&gt;kill every muscles&lt;/strong&gt; in ma body~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I enjoy &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Power Jump&lt;/span&gt; too! I get to jump on trampoline~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*is that how you spell it?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too bad, I only have &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2weeks &lt;/span&gt;free. Signing up for gym is very &lt;strong&gt;expensive&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyday after gym (9-11am), I would head to work at the daycare centre. From 1230pm - 7pm. Then at certain days, I would have to attend bible study classes 8pm -10pm. The remaining time, I would just bath and head to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice hectic lifestyle~ M &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475261729409117490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJiKG4rTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Tz6kjPgEM04/s320/workaholic.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bought few story books.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;All by &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cecelia Ahern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks for the Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475261724509983970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJh3211OI/AAAAAAAAAzk/o-x2Wp4z1qs/s320/thanks_for_the_memories.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A Place Called Here&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475261720914211538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJhqdistI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LMVE870IR6s/s320/a-place-called-here.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Book of Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475261710918164370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJhFOTH5I/AAAAAAAAAzU/3HuDy4apu-M/s320/book+of+tommorow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, I trully want these books. But I cant seem to find it at the MPH bookstore. I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Green's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; books~ sobx. Need to wait for salary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mr Maybe&lt;/span&gt; - Jane Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475261708379138082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJg7w8qCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5AKu3weF4kA/s320/mr_maybe_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To have and To Hold&lt;/span&gt; - Jane Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475257463548194914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wFp2iYsGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/k8bw5rmQGtg/s320/to+have+and+to+hold.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is By Jodi. A book about an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;autism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boy. I would love to know how this story goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 402px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475257458764874562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wFpkt9A0I/AAAAAAAAAy0/I4D4bfRwjqs/s320/House-Rules.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oooo~ And i want this for quite some time. It would be&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to have it, but not necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475257468113567378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wFqHi2vpI/AAAAAAAAAzE/oqdMwnkrSrg/s320/pens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: Starting &lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;, I am going to be a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vegetarian&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; only a month of coz~~ Lets see how it goes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475257453385954514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wFpQrhNNI/AAAAAAAAAys/RJcdTTnXW20/s320/GO_Vegetarian_by_metalangel18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teehe~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bible study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is getting more interesting~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475257446817931234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wFo4NlH-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/rIbWMLeeZA0/s320/bible+study.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-2516633572450579760?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2516633572450579760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2516633572450579760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2516633572450579760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2516633572450579760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/05/swisshh.html' title='sWiSsHh'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_wJiKG4rTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Tz6kjPgEM04/s72-c/workaholic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-6580211436758333352</id><published>2010-05-17T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T05:39:06.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahawi Maluwi</title><content type='html'>*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ignore the title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- Only a person who is &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;/strong&gt;wuliao&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can think of those meaningless words* &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(o&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;)o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gah~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That explained why my dear-dear said I made funny noises or sounds.. I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;woot~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thats right~ I am now waiting for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;RESULTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, I don't know if I can make it through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because I did not studied.It was a very LAST MINUTE thing. I am so FREAKING worry for my EOS results, and also my Englist Test results. Oh God, I know I've been a bad girl, but this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please... GOD~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LET ME PASS WITH VICTORY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL FREAKING REMEMBER THE MISTAKES OF THE HISTORY&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_Ewgb7U69I/AAAAAAAAAyc/VmHXkzU3Fd8/s1600/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472208356042402770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_Ewgb7U69I/AAAAAAAAAyc/VmHXkzU3Fd8/s320/results.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The worst of not being prepared for exams, will make your brain "OUT OF ORDER". I spent sleepless nights trying to rush through the study materials.So, I can tell you.. I roughly know what I will score, because.. I did not do very well.. AGAIN GOD~ HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;OK, now... holiday \(^o^)/ Should I work, or have fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EwfmpX4zI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4qR5kvdIV-M/s1600/imagesCAU6UEA7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472208341740020530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EwfmpX4zI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4qR5kvdIV-M/s320/imagesCAU6UEA7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Work = Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Play= Fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have fun, you must have money, to have money, you must work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I got the answer~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Look what I found! My motivation to exercise~ *LAME EXCUSE*&lt;br /&gt;Me want~ Me want~ Wuwuwuw... I want almost-drop-out-boobies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuQrL3E5I/AAAAAAAAAxk/K4zRGxzuY_w/s1600/Aishwarya_Rai_09870001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472205886237119378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuQrL3E5I/AAAAAAAAAxk/K4zRGxzuY_w/s320/Aishwarya_Rai_09870001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472205894369992770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuRJe44EI/AAAAAAAAAxs/CwaKU72Jqf4/s320/chow1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name: Chow Yu Mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 166cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 50kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Size: B86, W60, H86&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472205900491151090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuRgSSVvI/AAAAAAAAAx0/FMeUe8JXXWQ/s320/yuni6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Name:Li Yen Chin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I will kill to have those curve and shapes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oH, I WATCHED THIS MOVIE WITH DEAR-DEAR..... &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;2HOURS LONG&lt;/span&gt;~ ngek-ngek~&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472205916179952130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuSauycgI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FdmiRCNC8DA/s320/robin.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BUT I WANT This and IP MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*sudah malas cari gambar*~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472205911181563442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_EuSIHFFjI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yQoT5-h9efQ/s320/Gerard-Butler-Jennifer-Aniston-Bounty-Hunter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~ 10 MORE DAYS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-6580211436758333352?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/6580211436758333352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=6580211436758333352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6580211436758333352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/6580211436758333352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/05/wahawi-maluwi.html' title='Wahawi Maluwi'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S_Ewgb7U69I/AAAAAAAAAyc/VmHXkzU3Fd8/s72-c/results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8111649986580315712</id><published>2010-05-07T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T10:18:15.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight tears</title><content type='html'>If I said.. "I am fine", I am absolutely NOT FINE.&lt;br /&gt;If I said, "I dont need you", I really hope you ignore what I've said and tag along by my side to check if I am ok.&lt;br /&gt;If I said.. "I want to be alone". I really want you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I am alone..because I said all the opposite things of what I really felt in my heart. I tried to cry myself to sleep.. I cant sleep. I tried taking my mum's insomnia pills, I still cant sleep. I thought my tears will stop, but why after hours and hours.. my pillows still soaked wet. I thought I am immune to pain, but why after consuming painkillers, it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is not a very good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (more than one people) this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why..If i made a comment about you, can u just accept it? Why do you have to deny it? You cant see your own behavior, only others are able to tell you. That is why, there will be arguments, because people just wont accept the negative side of themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why some people like to assume others know everything. Well, thank YOU, if u think that I am very KNOWLEDGEABLE. If I accidentally hit you, I am sorry. How would I know that hit cause serious injury? I learnt martial arts for self-defense. Thats true, but I truly dont know how to use force to break a body's part. You never gave me a chance to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont say things like everything you also know, just because you are way older than me, doesn't mean that you know everything I am going through. You have your own way of coping stress, and I have mine. You can drink or brag about how you cope with it, and I can cry my own way out it to cope with my stress. We are different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad.....&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will recover soon. Your health problems are one after another. How can I not be worry? Just when we got so close around this year... you told me to take care of myself, because you cant guarantee your own future? What rubbish you talking? What happened to my childhood promise?&lt;br /&gt;Do u need me to remind you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my brave daddy?&lt;br /&gt;The daddy that used to remind the once a little girl to be brave, because no matter what, her daddy will be there to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;The daddy that taught her to face life with a positive view.&lt;br /&gt;The daddy that held his little girl to sleep when she cried after getting severe beatings for her wrong doings..&lt;br /&gt;The daddy that told the little girl that He will hold her to walk through difficulties in life, because He loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dad... U dont need to play that role anymore.... Lets switch role instead. Let me take all your pain.. let me hold your cold hands and face life bravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u dad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8111649986580315712?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8111649986580315712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8111649986580315712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8111649986580315712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8111649986580315712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/05/midnight-tears.html' title='Midnight tears'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-7056742145949025703</id><published>2010-05-02T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:16:47.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S92JH9-cj6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/NGfpQEXMgCk/s1600/New+Hairstyle+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466676292686221218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S92JH9-cj6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/NGfpQEXMgCk/s320/New+Hairstyle+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall Study Now~ Muahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of this template? Some functions are useless.. lol. Few more days to Finals. Wish me Luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-7056742145949025703?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/7056742145949025703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=7056742145949025703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7056742145949025703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7056742145949025703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-template.html' title='New Template'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S92JH9-cj6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/NGfpQEXMgCk/s72-c/New+Hairstyle+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1171493322973001843</id><published>2010-04-27T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:44:50.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh right! Here is it!</title><content type='html'>Tim placed her phone on her study desk few minutes ago, she went down to grab something to eat, after completing her &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;UNHEALTHY SNACKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, i need a healthy diet badly, i am gaining weight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; she walked up the stairs and marched towards her bedroom, she then "realised" she placed her phone at the kitchen. She went downstairs to search for her phone, after few minutes, she said: "Oh~ right! it is on my study desk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Tim - a person with&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; severe short term memory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have no idea how am I going to survive in my upcoming EOS when I have that problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway~ I am so &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; that my parents bought me one of those &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bags with wheels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Woot~ No more heavy backpacks~ and the chances of getting backpain will be greatly reduced! Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464848436362302002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cKsui5UjI/AAAAAAAAAv8/muuqmKKxFaQ/s320/27042010051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464848420665767810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cKr0EjN4I/AAAAAAAAAv0/fTlTJfPLOPw/s320/27042010049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464848437541514914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cKsy8CrqI/AAAAAAAAAwE/YAwfU-xa3bk/s320/27042010053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A few days ago, I had pumpkins soup in a bread, not plate. Go and try it out at MPH at the Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Soup in bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNwcNd96I/AAAAAAAAAwU/CKcjnN8OAbA/s1600/26042010036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464851798694950818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNwcNd96I/AAAAAAAAAwU/CKcjnN8OAbA/s320/26042010036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNxnIO2tI/AAAAAAAAAws/LqVLLG1lC0U/s1600/26042010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To eat it, you gotta break it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNw50C0XI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ADPl00yYOqs/s1600/26042010037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464851806641377650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNw50C0XI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ADPl00yYOqs/s320/26042010037.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNxZVcb1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/SrDnK4HJ5Y8/s1600/26042010038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464851815102967634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNxZVcb1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/SrDnK4HJ5Y8/s320/26042010038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Guess who brought me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNxnIO2tI/AAAAAAAAAws/LqVLLG1lC0U/s1600/26042010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464851818805648082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cNxnIO2tI/AAAAAAAAAws/LqVLLG1lC0U/s320/26042010039.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They also offer soup with salads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cRUl3o14I/AAAAAAAAAxE/tmu5HGE_O80/s1600/26042010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464855718297917314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cRUl3o14I/AAAAAAAAAxE/tmu5HGE_O80/s320/26042010042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Wanna try? Go to &lt;strong&gt;MPH&lt;/strong&gt; AT CURVE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cPipGWI1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/OgrOldwS97w/s1600/26042010041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464853760659825490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cPipGWI1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/OgrOldwS97w/s320/26042010041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my little wonderful moments, but :( there are some sad ones as well. I felt that I am being taken advantage of. Being too kind, is not a good thing afterall. And there are times, when I felt that...someone whom i need the most is not there for me or just cant understand my situation. Perhaps I am experiencing mood swings, but I hope that this terrible feelings will go away..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For upcoming exams, wish me luck. Tata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1171493322973001843?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1171493322973001843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1171493322973001843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1171493322973001843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1171493322973001843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-right-here-is-it.html' title='Oh right! Here is it!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S9cKsui5UjI/AAAAAAAAAv8/muuqmKKxFaQ/s72-c/27042010051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3286621133474153684</id><published>2010-04-18T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:41:06.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape? I don't think so!</title><content type='html'>I am very lazy. With all the &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;deadlines&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;assignments &lt;/span&gt;and not to mention upcoming &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know why am I being so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;"&gt;calm and relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Not that I am prepare, &lt;strong&gt;Pweeeze~&lt;/strong&gt; I am &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Ooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;NoT PREPARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like I mentioned in my early post, none of the subjects I am prepare &lt;strike&gt;YET&lt;/strike&gt;. I wonder is it because I am&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; adapted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to the amount of stress that&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;faced in the past 10+ years, or I had already &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learned-helplessness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough of that, regarding my research on Tourettes, I am so glad that &lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found a book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that actually have a&amp;nbsp;great-length of details about it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Seriously, people should actually raise awareness regarding TS,&amp;nbsp;resources that actually discuss this topic&amp;nbsp;is very limited).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was actually hesitating whether to buy that book in MPH, but I couldn't care less, even if the book cost &lt;em&gt;WAY BEYOND THAT I COULD IMAGINE&lt;/em&gt;, I bought the book without a&amp;nbsp;second thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0hQkXGwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/o92HQuaJV8M/s1600/0071422927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0hQkXGwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/o92HQuaJV8M/s320/0071422927.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This book cost &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;rm80&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I know.. Please dont say: &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;What? Pwtf?! So %@#?!*...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Well, even though there is only one chapter that I only need in my research, but in the long run, this book surely will help me to get through my degree~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Convincing myself to feel much better? Nah~ Please dont think this way!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I find this book rather interesting, however, I dont think I have enough money to buy it, furthermore, exam is round the corner, I cant afford to spend the time reading it. Perhaps during my sem-break, I will earn some pocket money to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0wfJGg-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/EavdIcUWXbw/s1600/house_rules_240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0wfJGg-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/EavdIcUWXbw/s320/house_rules_240.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;This book gives insight about autism..Thumbs Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are some movies that sounds fascinating to me. But, all these movies are related to my course -- &amp;nbsp;psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0lWkjaYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wwrl4EPjWAI/s320/beautiful%2520mind.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Something&amp;nbsp;about Schizoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r2v6qTZHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/IjA1mT9Raw0/s1600/rainman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r2v6qTZHI/AAAAAAAAAvE/IjA1mT9Raw0/s320/rainman.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #c27ba0;"&gt;About&amp;nbsp;a savant autism brother who changes his recent met brother's life. Sweet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0sdW-RCI/AAAAAAAAAuc/yqG-oPPKf_s/s1600/fatal-attraction-4_1202890c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0sdW-RCI/AAAAAAAAAuc/yqG-oPPKf_s/s320/fatal-attraction-4_1202890c.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;The female character- Alex shows borderline personality traits! Cool~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r00US995I/AAAAAAAAAus/sRli03n7jXw/s1600/imagesCABY8581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r00US995I/AAAAAAAAAus/sRli03n7jXw/s400/imagesCABY8581.jpg" width="270" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Well, I bet some of you already know&amp;nbsp;about this series~ Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what, apart from having my new phone&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (actually my mum's)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; N95 (right), my dad bought a book lamp for me,it is very cute. A hint from him to ask me to &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"&gt;STUDY HARDER&lt;/span&gt; I supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0oObEKdI/AAAAAAAAAuU/LKMJYFIPUj0/s1600/Booklite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0oObEKdI/AAAAAAAAAuU/LKMJYFIPUj0/s200/Booklite.jpg" width="106" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r2rbIk0NI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sUkAQTEKp6g/s1600/nokia-n95-8gb-combo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r2rbIk0NI/AAAAAAAAAu8/sUkAQTEKp6g/s200/nokia-n95-8gb-combo1.jpg" width="117" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r3VRV1bbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ER0NWoGGAjU/s1600/productimg1262688860742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r3VRV1bbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ER0NWoGGAjU/s320/productimg1262688860742.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I need now.. I need a bag with wheels so my heavy loads that I usually carry to school dont further hurt my back. &lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; roller backpack&lt;/span&gt; they termed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r43KVI-6I/AAAAAAAAAvU/JGJf8R2Ylm0/s1600/Tote--Bag-On-Wheels--Cooler-1723.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r43KVI-6I/AAAAAAAAAvU/JGJf8R2Ylm0/s200/Tote--Bag-On-Wheels--Cooler-1723.gif" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r5MH8iZdI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ryP-QC9C5P4/s1600/inkjet-printer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r5MH8iZdI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ryP-QC9C5P4/s200/inkjet-printer.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AND I NEED a &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;printer&lt;/span&gt; as well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r04Dt5aCI/AAAAAAAAAu0/1OM6UY_LFVo/s1600/Keith_Urban.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r04Dt5aCI/AAAAAAAAAu0/1OM6UY_LFVo/s320/Keith_Urban.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been listening to his songs recently, and he rocks~&amp;nbsp; I love country singers. You should try listening to his songs~ &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;Totally Awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to monkey business, you know what~ what Miss Juida said is rather true, I think I should start another blog, just blog about psychology stuff. I mean psychology is really unknown in Malaysia. Tsk Tsk. I would love to share my knowledge with interested&amp;nbsp;readers out there.. Whatdoya think eh? I am not a pro, but hey, i can contribute something to the body of knowledge too~ Everyone is a contributor, so... what say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whao~ gasp~ I better do my work now~ I totally forgot about tomorrow's tutorial, seems like i really cant escape huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r9qDeMSFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QdHIpsb6L1A/s1600/Emotional+me+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r9qDeMSFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QdHIpsb6L1A/s200/Emotional+me+020.jpg" width="150" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hehe.. till then.. bye bye.. XoXoxOXOxoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WISH I AM MUCH SMARTER... prodogies~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3286621133474153684?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3286621133474153684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3286621133474153684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3286621133474153684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3286621133474153684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/04/escape-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Escape? I don&apos;t think so!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S8r0hQkXGwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/o92HQuaJV8M/s72-c/0071422927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8379131036205733486</id><published>2010-04-08T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:20:57.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boost your study mode NOW'/><title type='text'>Hours, what you do with your hours?</title><content type='html'>5 hours of &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;nap&lt;/span&gt;, 0 hours of &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;, 5 hours &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;net browsing&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;4 hours of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;crap, doing nothing with friends&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;1 hour of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;3 hours &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;munching on junks + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;toilet trips&lt;/span&gt;.. What a day~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a "&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;" day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets check my upcoming assignments or homework.. well, I need some stress in order to&amp;nbsp;kick my own ass to actually &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;DO SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;12 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' Biopsychology ----&amp;nbsp;Prepare for tutorial week 13 and decide research topic for b.psy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;13 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' M &amp;amp; E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Must study for EOS (&lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;I can't rem what I studied&lt;/span&gt;.. !!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;14 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' Adolescence&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Must study for EOS &lt;span style="background-color: #e69138;"&gt;(I didn't even touch this subject&lt;/span&gt;.. !!!) + tutorials ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;15 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' Personality&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Role Play (&lt;strong&gt;NO PLANS&lt;/strong&gt;..&amp;nbsp; kanasai !) EOS ?! mampus~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;16 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' R. Method&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Tutorial *Damn it* EOS?! &lt;span style="background-color: #f1c232;"&gt;I dont even know what this sub is about&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;23 April&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' Biopsychology ----&amp;nbsp;Clinical Review&amp;nbsp; (&lt;span style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;No progress&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;24 April &lt;/span&gt;~''~''~'' Muet test&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Writting, reading, listening (7:30am) So SCARED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 May&lt;/span&gt; ~''~''~'' Muet test&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- Speaking (7:30am)&amp;nbsp; HELP ~ ~ ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;10 May&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- BIOPSYCHOLOGY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;11 May&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- ADOLESCENCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;12 May&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- MOTIVATION AND EMOTION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;13 May&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- PERSONLAITY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;14 May&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;EOS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---- RESEARCH METHODS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;TIM, YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those highlighted words must be removed, TIM DO it NOW.. ARGH~ ROAR~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On second thought, i shall sleep first.. hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps: E.Y.C... i need to have a term and condition thingy with you ~ H&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;LP H&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;LP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8379131036205733486?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8379131036205733486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8379131036205733486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8379131036205733486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8379131036205733486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/04/hours-what-you-do-with-your-hours.html' title='Hours, what you do with your hours?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-7640939515729389133</id><published>2010-04-04T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T06:09:20.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FATTY BOMB BOMB</title><content type='html'>"Gosh, Tim...You are so &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;slim&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya, you so thin... you wont grow side ways AT ALL no matter how much you eat"&lt;br /&gt;"Man~ How do you stay so &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;thin&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;"So &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;lean&lt;/span&gt; lar you~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am now going to say that I AM NO LONGER THOSE Statements ABOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe? These LIMITED EDITION Pictures&amp;nbsp;will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Left view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNnZE99qI/AAAAAAAAAts/D1thXn0Dfbs/s1600/Image(154).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNnZE99qI/AAAAAAAAAts/D1thXn0Dfbs/s200/Image(154).jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNqZlupBI/AAAAAAAAAt0/suNBuhOKMvI/s1600/Image(155).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNqZlupBI/AAAAAAAAAt0/suNBuhOKMvI/s200/Image(155).jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Right view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNuWmExdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uezAP31kkBc/s1600/Image(156).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNuWmExdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uezAP31kkBc/s200/Image(156).jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You see~ Like pregnant for two months.. Not with a foetus, but with meat, vege, and benda-benda fattening.. F**k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, I dont really need to be ANGRY..&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course I am not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. people.. view this blog after 3weeks.. slim tummy A.S.A.P &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;promised&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, now i have a goal.. TO BE A BULIMIC.. HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-7640939515729389133?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/7640939515729389133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=7640939515729389133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7640939515729389133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7640939515729389133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/04/fatty-bomb-bomb.html' title='FATTY BOMB BOMB'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S7iNnZE99qI/AAAAAAAAAts/D1thXn0Dfbs/s72-c/Image(154).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1743376895120045182</id><published>2010-04-03T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T03:29:51.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New bloggy template'/><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>What do you think of my &lt;span style="background-color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;new blogger template?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the layout ^^&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;urgh~ What an EMO blog I used to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I would like to wish all of you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;EASTER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(even though is rather early to post it now)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God's blessings poured upon me, I've met three famous chiropractors. They had decided to treat me, and I felt much better eversince they laid their healing hands on me through God's grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully,God's blessings can also help me in my studies. Alright~ more upcoming post next time. Tim needs to study.. really &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEED TO STUDY..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I dont know how many time I've said it.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this time is for real..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Xoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;xOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;xX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1743376895120045182?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1743376895120045182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1743376895120045182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1743376895120045182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1743376895120045182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2920288430712593461</id><published>2010-03-01T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:24:59.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desperate Needs'/><title type='text'>Whines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I crawled slowly into my bed, put my hands together, closed my eyes and prayed. I said a little prayer to God, wondered whether... this time.. this time... will I get what I want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've tried to hold my tears, but I no longer can. I wondered why do I need to put up with all these. I have &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;backpain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;kneepain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;uterus&amp;nbsp;positioned forward&lt;/span&gt;, and... here comes &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;eczema&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Thank God, is only for a short period of time)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; added to my medical conditions. I hate pills, I hate greasy creams to stop all the ill-symptoms, I hate it all !! All previous treatments failed. Chiropractic, Burnt herbal patched on skin, icky stinky herbs to drink, hypnosis, streching methods, water treatment..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Doctors seem to think that they had "cured" me by prescribing pain killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't get it.. They did'nt get rid of the pain, but only STOP the inflamation, the problem is still there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Stop giving me PAINKILLERS...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Arcoxia&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 90 -120mmg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Cereblex&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 200mg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Poston&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 50-500mg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am sorry liver or kidney..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I betrayed you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you guys are okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont think I can sign you guys up for organ donor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And Mum, I dont see the reason I have to take these everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Evening Primose Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Iberet Folic - 500mg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Lady Secret Key (2sachets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Liver Guard *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This I know why I need to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Salmon Fish Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Calcium tablets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It is because I have different skin rash all over my body, I have certain type of cream to apply it in certain area, sometimes, I applied wrongly because there is too much treament cream, and I forgotten which is for which... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Elosone - for ezcema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ecocort - inhibits fungal growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Cetaphil - Rapid healing for skin damaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Pristinex - fungal infections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometimes, I had weird pre-mestrual cycle syndrome,so I am off to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Fukole 150mg (Antifungal Agent) weak immune system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Supplements/vitamins&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;medicines&lt;/span&gt;. When I am &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;free from all these&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I bend or straigthen up my back with no pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I lie down or get up from bed at times and dont weep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I step up fleet of stairs and complain no pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I walk properly with no jerking movements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I have a normal period with no monthly injections?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I not scratch my skin till it bleeds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When can I wear sleeveless shirt when all dry-flaky skin are gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I may no longer run as fast I used to be..or have beautiful complexion..I dont mind anymore..&amp;nbsp;but what I demand is healing.. I want to go through my daily routine smoothly. So.. please, help me..will YOU?&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/750896725425233335-2920288430712593461?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2920288430712593461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2920288430712593461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2920288430712593461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2920288430712593461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/03/whines.html' title='Whines'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3369491133380437862</id><published>2010-02-18T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:12:56.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn Apart</title><content type='html'>The pile of books.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;thicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by dust. The clean notes... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;no scribbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;datelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to submit my reports are &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;getting nearer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I am drowning in my own guilt - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for not doing a good job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I brought back my study materials, but I did not even flip a page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&amp;nbsp;is bout to end. I had no choice, I need to stay up today. I truly know that&amp;nbsp;the longer I dont flip those materials, the more I will pile it up, and the more&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; my anxiety is going &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; till I barely breathe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyAswAZQI/AAAAAAAAAs0/RagaMdkfCbY/s1600-h/computing_stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyAswAZQI/AAAAAAAAAs0/RagaMdkfCbY/s320/computing_stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is going to disrupt my plans for tonight and tomorrow. I truly need this, and YOU - &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the devil can't stop me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Modules Datelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; *starting from Week 7* :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;M &amp;amp; E&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Oral Presentation + Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Adolescent&lt;/span&gt; - Essay on Adolescent behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt; - Lab Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;R. Method&lt;/span&gt; - R. A. TEST + Proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;BioPsych&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Presentation + Proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;depressed&lt;/strong&gt;, not to mention.. I feel &lt;strong&gt;stress&lt;/strong&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets see...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;The Angel wants to study, the Devil wants to Relax. These two are always fighting in my decision makings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx7XMH-fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/c0PHCLz7FR4/s1600-h/AngelDevil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx7XMH-fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/c0PHCLz7FR4/s200/AngelDevil.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;The Devil has many other friends (temptations) to defeat the Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyJEee_wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NmKdVfBSOoU/s1600-h/the-devil-and-god-raging-inside-of-me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyJEee_wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NmKdVfBSOoU/s320/the-devil-and-god-raging-inside-of-me.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So.. I need God's help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx0HW8q_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/qwvJPlih1Lk/s1600-h/63744965_1019400944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx0HW8q_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/qwvJPlih1Lk/s200/63744965_1019400944.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;TO GET RID OF MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEMPTATIONS !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyD9m5_II/AAAAAAAAAs8/ilr2cKuDPr4/s1600-h/devil_vs_jesus_by_ongchewpeng.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyD9m5_II/AAAAAAAAAs8/ilr2cKuDPr4/s320/devil_vs_jesus_by_ongchewpeng.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I need to Help myself, God gave me chances, I turned them down. So I need to help myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am always running away from HIM, when He offers HELP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx2vnp5UI/AAAAAAAAAsc/V0WJErwCVdk/s1600-h/add_toon_info.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zx2vnp5UI/AAAAAAAAAsc/V0WJErwCVdk/s320/add_toon_info.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lets see.. How Tim overcome her temptations later. Will She Study later at night and tomorrow? We will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She can't hide no matter how hard she tries, her secret disguised behind the lies. And kkat night she cries away her pride, with eyes shut tight staring at her inside. she's got to do is stop kiddin herself. She can only fool herself for so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3369491133380437862?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3369491133380437862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3369491133380437862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3369491133380437862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3369491133380437862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/02/torn-apart.html' title='Torn Apart'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S3zyAswAZQI/AAAAAAAAAs0/RagaMdkfCbY/s72-c/computing_stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8293086137726395621</id><published>2010-02-09T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:35:25.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jemima Jones - I love U. I want to be you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I feel so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I promised myself that today &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO STUDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. However, I was so caught up with "Jemima Jones", every page just kept motivating me to read on to see what happen next. God, this author &lt;span style="background-color: #cc0000; color: white;"&gt;(Jane-Green)&lt;/span&gt; is bloody &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You know what, I just cant believe that this time, my &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diet (&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;slimming plans) &lt;/span&gt;didn't stop half way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Okay~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, here and then I did &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;munched on chips&lt;/span&gt;, I did &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;drank carbonated drinks&lt;/span&gt;, I did eat a bar.. er.. &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;bars of chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But hey, I really manage to cut down on food. On top of that, I really did exercise! &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, is never enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Maybe because beneath my so-called slim body, I still think I am the &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;old Timmy&lt;/span&gt; - The &lt;em&gt;fat&lt;/em&gt; little girl back in Primary School. The lil girl who often got &lt;em&gt;teased&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;no friends&lt;/em&gt; to play with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The reason I strived hard to become the so-called acceptable body range is to fit in this freaking stereotype minded society. &lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Gulps*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you know me, you would just say.. "&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats enough, you are already thin, no more fats to loose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry to dissappoint you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I think I still got chunks of meat to throw away. Yes, I took it for granted back then (&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after I slim down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt; ), I used to wear a 25/26 inch waistline. Now I am a XX ? My M-sized clothes changes to a L-size? I am so noticeable till comments such as: Hey, you've gotten chubbier"? No way, I ain't wanna be back old lil Tim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Is actually quite true that physical appearance (may) determine your fortune. Plus, I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;striving hard to loose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;MORE WEIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, after reading "Skin Deep" and "Jemima Jones". Those characters in the books reinforce my motivation to shed off fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Guys judge beauties, Employer judge your looks, Passer-by checks out your body, Bitches&amp;nbsp;judges your chothes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Everywhere we go, there will be impressionS forming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I realised that when few days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Random Senior: &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Hey Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;Ya? Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Random Senior: &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Are you feeling sick or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;Nope, I am fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Random Senior: &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Oh~ Hey why you dressed so... er.... from "home"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;I like being comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;See that? Because you want to be comfortable, you dressed slightly baggy, still conforming the dress codes, but,&amp;nbsp;some random people will walk up to you to give you &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNECESSARY COMMENTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Still, the society is the one making people like me.. want to be pretty, well-groomed, slim, gorgeous, sexy, classy. You name it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It drives a casual, fashion clueless, blah blah blah people like me... to.. want to.. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;PROVE YOU WRONG THAT&lt;/span&gt;... you have &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;NOT SEE THE &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;OTHER SIDE&lt;/span&gt; OF ME&lt;/span&gt;. Grrr... Sigh? In the end, what do I have to show? Flabs and Chunks of meat? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Anyway, I guess I wont change much. Then again, why must I change because of your expectations? But, to prove you wrong.. Miss XXXXX and others... I will to emerge from my comfort shell to show you my dynamite. Then.. You guys will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;FINALLY SHUT UP&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/750896725425233335-8293086137726395621?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8293086137726395621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8293086137726395621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8293086137726395621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8293086137726395621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/02/jemima-jones-i-love-u-i-want-to-be-you.html' title='Jemima Jones - I love U. I want to be you.'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3213357219395879247</id><published>2010-01-30T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T05:43:48.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twerpy-twerp'/><title type='text'>Pieces of twerpies-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I finally knew why I was &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;lack&amp;nbsp;of interests&lt;/span&gt; in whatever I tried to do. My menstration was delayed for almost a week! Finally, I was relieved that it came, on the other hand, I hated it because of the pain I need to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, like any teenagers, I need to go through stress in studies and some other matters. But, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;i guessed I am coping well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. x)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;BUT I &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;STILL NEED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTIVATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! AND&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENCOURAGEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anyone want to be my pushing force?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*hints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0GBblTyI/AAAAAAAAArU/4g-NhfzceY4/s1600-h/motivation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0GBblTyI/AAAAAAAAArU/4g-NhfzceY4/s320/motivation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay~ I knew i need to study instead of spending my time blogging here. Teehee~ God~ I felt sorry for myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, *drum rolls* I spent rm90 for these books.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh~ Can't wait to read'em all ! But i knew that i am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;FALLING WAY BACK if i dont study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0KhjVIMI/AAAAAAAAArc/TSRq2JrCKw8/s1600-h/%7BB38F01F9-0C23-401C-8C10-CA8D347B332B%7DImg100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0KhjVIMI/AAAAAAAAArc/TSRq2JrCKw8/s320/%7BB38F01F9-0C23-401C-8C10-CA8D347B332B%7DImg100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0b3b5JuI/AAAAAAAAArk/pOR5Djy1ikQ/s1600-h/511360GXP8L__SL500_AA240_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0b3b5JuI/AAAAAAAAArk/pOR5Djy1ikQ/s320/511360GXP8L__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0engunTI/AAAAAAAAArs/H1rjCsIA2D4/s1600-h/9780743492218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0engunTI/AAAAAAAAArs/H1rjCsIA2D4/s320/9780743492218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0ik7qoeI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0JAuY7BhY4I/s1600-h/jemimaj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0ik7qoeI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0JAuY7BhY4I/s320/jemimaj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Besides, this manga totally rock! The title is called "CUTIE BOY" *sways*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0lyJTncI/AAAAAAAAAr8/w0Q2s9g3bV0/s1600-h/cutie-boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0lyJTncI/AAAAAAAAAr8/w0Q2s9g3bV0/s320/cutie-boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, now.. &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whispers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say I am jealous or what-so-ever.&amp;nbsp; (0-o)???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it normal for any girls to doubt of just curious if your bf hang-out alone with just ONE girl? It will be worse if that girl&amp;nbsp;is smacking hot ! Is not that I dont trust him, I will be &lt;span style="background-color: red; color: yellow;"&gt;JEALOUS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell no, I gonna say: &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Dear, I dont like u socializing with her alone, I am jealous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Argh~ Sounded like an idiotic mushroom brainess twerp yo! Duh~&amp;nbsp; is not like my bf cheats on me,&amp;nbsp;He woud'nt dare. *smickles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it not right to not trust your bf just a lil? Sometimes, it is just a form of wanting to protect ourselves from being hurt AGAIN. Besides, I told him friggin everything that was going on in my life. I never hid anything from him. That lil NOT-TRUST, was thinking bout what would he do if he&amp;nbsp;were to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;ONE GIRL&lt;/span&gt;. Again~ You name it, jealousy, envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, i am just a lil selfish~ Boohoo... I sounded like some wicked witch ! EEEeekk~ Argh, he would'nt knew why I was unhappy bout this &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt; with a girl idea. Geeze~ my previous Ex two-timed me yo! So what could u expect? Again, is not that my bf would two-time me, is just that... maybe i just dont want to loose him, that why, I totally cant leave him &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt; with one girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~ Enough of this &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ALONE WITH&amp;nbsp;A GIRL&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0qpQr2jI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ft48jOLJm3Q/s1600-h/color%2520contact%2520lens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0qpQr2jI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ft48jOLJm3Q/s320/color%2520contact%2520lens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0swXPBmI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dW4UJ0he93E/s1600-h/Color_Contact_Lenses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0swXPBmI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dW4UJ0he93E/s320/Color_Contact_Lenses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I felt like buying a new contact lens. Just for beauty purposes. I noticed girls look more pretty with coloured lens. I love'em. I thought of these variations, which is nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrigh~ Time is up! hit the books. muaks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3213357219395879247?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3213357219395879247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3213357219395879247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3213357219395879247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3213357219395879247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/01/pieces-of-twerpies-ness.html' title='Pieces of twerpies-ness'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/S2Q0GBblTyI/AAAAAAAAArU/4g-NhfzceY4/s72-c/motivation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1651636530813825122</id><published>2010-01-25T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:24:34.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minutes Wasted, laughter not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I was &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supposed to &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to catch up with my previous &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;UNTOUCH lectures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But, I guessed &lt;em&gt;everyone deserve a somewhat &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;right?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Excuses?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nah~ Teehee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I am so tired. Everyday there will be &lt;strong&gt;presentation&lt;/strong&gt;, everyday there will be &lt;strong&gt;limited time spent for studies.&lt;/strong&gt; Gah~ But I just really can't afford to waste my parent's effort, I really need to STUDY. The day after tomorrow will be my &lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adolescent module presentation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I am so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NERVOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is assessed which makes my adrenaline pumped crazily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meandallmyfriends.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/just-say-no-to-study.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mt="true" src="http://meandallmyfriends.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/just-say-no-to-study.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;However, I had fun today. I joined some of my classmates to the nearby park to exercise. Fuuh~ Long time never work out, today seriously drained my energy. Speaking of which, I noticed I easily hungry. Funny was, &lt;em&gt;I just ate a meal and I can be hungry after 1hr??&lt;/em&gt; Gosh~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Instead of loosing fats, I am establishing good connection with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aiyor, You know what, I think I've got limbs coordination problems. I dont know why, whenever I am near someone, especially my close friends, I kept &lt;strong&gt;ACCIDENTALY hit their Boobies.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha.. I wanted to apologize but I was laughing my ass out. Luckly, they were VERY OPEN. teehee~ *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I want to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;TOOTH FAIRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I heard that its a nice show. Sigh~&amp;nbsp; I am just looking out for &lt;strike&gt;FREE TIME&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.nj.com/stephen_whitty_on_movies/photo/tooth-fairy-reviewjpg-a1c7bd5f72af8873_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" mt="true" src="http://media.nj.com/stephen_whitty_on_movies/photo/tooth-fairy-reviewjpg-a1c7bd5f72af8873_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In addition, I want to watch anime as well! But, I only scared that I will neglect my studies. So I would choose not to, but watch only on HOLIDAYS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techshout.com/images/anime-in-india.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" mt="true" src="http://www.techshout.com/images/anime-in-india.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Argh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I cant log into facebook! Shit~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;O_0 I am irritated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Okay, I shall focus on stg positive. Or maybe think of what stupid actions I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;THE LITTLE THINGS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When my bf sleep next to me, i like to use my 2 fingers and twitch his shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I love my bf because he is so pug-gish. hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I laughed whenever I accidentaly hit people's boobies, BOOBIES have a great elasticity than football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I thought orgasim was a abbrv for organism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I talked to myself and I loved it, because there is no one to argue on my statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I dripped my dog's ear infection treatment onto my grandma's recovery eyes. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I wore a guy's boxer before. EeeeeeeeK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I thought of chewing paper with notes, I will be more got clever, ended up I've got diarrhea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I dreamt bout a cutie hot guy in my dream, ended I was late for my class. STUPID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I farted on my cous soft toy accidentaly when I was young, i recalled she does't know and still sniffted it. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ok, i shall sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1651636530813825122?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1651636530813825122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1651636530813825122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1651636530813825122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1651636530813825122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/01/minutes-wasted-laughter-not.html' title='Minutes Wasted, laughter not'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-3691690361620177490</id><published>2010-01-24T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:59:52.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks Everyone'/><title type='text'>Am I alone? or with you?</title><content type='html'>The Someone told me that I did not blog for days/months. *Shrugs* Can busy be an excuse? or maybe lazy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously my SEM breaks are over and I am back to my dull study environment. I seriously dislike the new timetable, it is more towards self-directed learning which I am SOOOO not used to it, and I am really trying my best to cope with it. In addition, I had difficulties dealing with people, perhaps I am just too coward to defend for myself. Therefore, I ended up despair and angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I felt emotionally-unsecure, that is why I felt irritated, moody&amp;nbsp;and sad at times. Perhaps study stress or other factors sucessfully invaded my comfort zone. Sigh~ so-called studying psychology to understand people's behavior and mental processes, more like I need to be studied instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad at times because I coudn't achieve what I aimed for. When I thought that I did work hard enough, the results were unsatisfying. I will eventually work even harder, ended up mentally and physically exhausted. Gosh~ it seems challenging myself is even harder compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected back the moments I had arguments with my parents. I realised I was not mature enough. Perhaps thats why, I always got naggings and scoldings from people around me. I wondered why, why do they sometimes can't see how much I am trying, how much I pleaded for help when I am alone in my room, how much I want approval from them.....How much I am struggling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30pm..&lt;br /&gt;Here I sat quietly in my bro's room. I took a glance at my father who was soundly asleep. I looked at him, and i whispered to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, you've added a&amp;nbsp;few wrinkles on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, you are balding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, your face showed how tired you were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dad, I think its been a long time since I looked at you, and say Thank-You for everything you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mum..... as usual, worked through her bones to make the house clean and spotless. But, I noticed how hard she was trying to maintain it, she won't whine like a baby like I do when she injured herself. I saw her taking my pain-killers, why does she need to put up that strong image all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I felt utterly guilty, hopeless.. for not doing my best. How and what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now way I am giving up that easily. I'll srtive harder in my studies to not let them down..I will.. I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I feel more motivated. Papa-mama, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Putting that aside, I need to be grateful to someone silently helping me throughout this journey. That person go through the hassle to get my things done. Regardless what freak wheather it was, that person will drive from a distance to calm my restless soul. Thanks..dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God, I love you for bringing me these wonderful people into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Argh~ sniffs.. emo-nya saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall blog more happy stuff eh? loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-3691690361620177490?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/3691690361620177490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=3691690361620177490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3691690361620177490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/3691690361620177490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-i-alone-or-with-you.html' title='Am I alone? or with you?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-418782604513428414</id><published>2009-12-31T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:51:47.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little children'/><title type='text'>DayCareEve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzED9KGQFI/AAAAAAAAApM/sERizhCKVbQ/s320/IMG_1428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; Adorable Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; and his lil brother Shern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just love this cute brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzEAhFjJPI/AAAAAAAAApE/X-vlKD8wjeM/s1600-h/IMG_1427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzEAhFjJPI/AAAAAAAAApE/X-vlKD8wjeM/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys doing their break dance. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;More like ALMOST breaking their bones&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, &lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Left) and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Kai Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzD9soBh4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-AGxNp0AOQw/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzD9soBh4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-AGxNp0AOQw/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only girls in the EduCare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From Left to Right:&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Zoe Yi,&lt;/span&gt; Wan Qi, &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Crysta&lt;/span&gt;l &amp;amp; Zhi Lin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzFZtmhOVI/AAAAAAAAApU/9cwXJiqJmfw/s1600-h/IMG_1429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzFZtmhOVI/AAAAAAAAApU/9cwXJiqJmfw/s320/IMG_1429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: purple; color: #e06666;"&gt;The "cheerleading" pose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzFdIoToWI/AAAAAAAAApc/_rwS3yTM2nc/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzFdIoToWI/AAAAAAAAApc/_rwS3yTM2nc/s320/IMG_1431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From Left to Right: &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Jii Cheng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Kai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ms Lim&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Luqman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzGh77R_aI/AAAAAAAAApk/q8qbhI3ig7g/s1600-h/IMG_1432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzGh77R_aI/AAAAAAAAApk/q8qbhI3ig7g/s320/IMG_1432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kheir Chien~ Kecoh lah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzGlfQ2JqI/AAAAAAAAAps/vDjcf_FnTCA/s1600-h/IMG_1433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzGlfQ2JqI/AAAAAAAAAps/vDjcf_FnTCA/s320/IMG_1433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHZc5ziRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Oue3Jdit6GY/s1600-h/IMG_1434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHZc5ziRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Oue3Jdit6GY/s320/IMG_1434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Despite the one in the middle&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Dont you dare say this two boys are not cute! haha, just kidding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHcew5VbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JJDbkd0Ir1s/s1600-h/IMG_1435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHcew5VbI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JJDbkd0Ir1s/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ms Lim, I think Shern is afraid of you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHfglkmVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/sOp6E94RhWQ/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzHfglkmVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/sOp6E94RhWQ/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aww~ My "mother-ly" picture is better than you, Ms Lim. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Shern's elder brother, Gah~ Why are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;10 YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIVZtd-sI/AAAAAAAAAqM/WgdOK0tUZkA/s1600-h/IMG_1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIVZtd-sI/AAAAAAAAAqM/WgdOK0tUZkA/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;LOOK AT THE CAMERA! FOCUS!&lt;/span&gt; I think I've told you to stay focus in my class too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIYk-Eb-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/finpHKtibVY/s1600-h/IMG_1438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIYk-Eb-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/finpHKtibVY/s320/IMG_1438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Qi, Crystal, Kher Chien and Hui San.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crystal, U drinking STARBUCKS?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIb3Y1l3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/yM_vl4NU6cI/s1600-h/IMG_1440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzIb3Y1l3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/yM_vl4NU6cI/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front Squad (L -R) Daniel, Anson, Vincent and Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back Stand (L - R) Shern, Hao, Jii Cheng, Kai, Wendy, Zhi Lin, Luqman, Zoe Yi and Desmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;ANSON&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzJ9FdVaII/AAAAAAAAAqs/-xg_Lmede0E/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzJ9FdVaII/AAAAAAAAAqs/-xg_Lmede0E/s320/IMG_1443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first student, Weng Jae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzKCZhEi-I/AAAAAAAAAq0/8ARgZSXF7Vc/s1600-h/IMG_1444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzKCZhEi-I/AAAAAAAAAq0/8ARgZSXF7Vc/s320/IMG_1444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the teachers in the centre, Kher Chien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzK5DcPCcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/sKSM157N0oI/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzLBuSogwI/AAAAAAAAArM/qYsgUrtngj8/s1600-h/IMG_1450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzLBuSogwI/AAAAAAAAArM/qYsgUrtngj8/s320/IMG_1450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the Monkey, Vincent. Not to forget, Kher Chien's finger =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent my at home blogging bout this on NEW YEAR'S Eve. Well, I heard the fireworks blasted out just now, so I might as well say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent my new year's eve working in the daycare centre. It was my last day, I cant be certain that I will be resuming this job when I've got the next semester break. I actually had a lot of fun working here with the kids, but I do realised that there is a lot of work to do as well. Perhaps I will reconsider my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Today's chapter: &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Going McD&amp;nbsp;With&amp;nbsp;The Kids&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since the number of kids are more than the teachers, we actually need to split ourselves into groups to squeeze into four seperate cars. The funny thing is that, instead of taking orders by the counter, we took our orders&amp;nbsp;via McD's Drive-through ---- &lt;em&gt;just to get McD's apple pie&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When everthing settle down, we head up to the playground section and begin the fiesta. I saw Hao and Shern sitting alone, so I decided to join this two adorable boys. &lt;strike&gt;IS NOT ON PURPOSE.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The funny Scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hao was munching on his fries, but he kept starring at me! So I asked him if he needs anything. He shook his head and continue his "starring game". I felt weird, then I starred back at him. And here is the conversation~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;: Hehehe~ You look very cute, that's why I kept smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; Hey, You only enrolled in this centre for three days. You haven't see my worst side being&amp;nbsp;a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;: I dont know why, you just look cute ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I somehow felt proud of myself because I've got&amp;nbsp;compliments from a lil boy. But, I felt that things went a bit weird.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ohya, I have no idea why later on he became my " bf " &lt;strike&gt;LONG STORY&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, he start holding my hand, sort of "protecting" me when we crossed the road &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;*note that I am like.... 4 head plus taller than him?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; , saying naive stuffs like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;when we walk down the stairs.. he stopped and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;: Is your fault, I cant concentrate walking down the stairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay~ That's funny...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Vincent also another weird one, he is just the same like Hao. He keeps hug me from the back. Is kindda embarrassing~ He is not short but tall for his age. So...ya.. hmm...&amp;nbsp; But anyway, is sooooo sweet when the kids said they miss you. Awww~ this coming tues, i will definitely&amp;nbsp;visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Geeze, i do realised after working at the daycare, it sort of bring out my "motherly-instinct"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once again, &lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; YEAR TO ALL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-418782604513428414?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/418782604513428414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=418782604513428414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/418782604513428414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/418782604513428414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/12/daycareeve.html' title='DayCareEve'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SzzED9KGQFI/AAAAAAAAApM/sERizhCKVbQ/s72-c/IMG_1428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-76468969239602747</id><published>2009-12-18T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:24:05.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challege the sizes'/><title type='text'>Upsize</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know what got into me, &lt;strike&gt;but I am so firm that&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MUST DIET and EXERCISE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I am also absolutely positive that my weight is increasing at an alarming state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At first, I thought that the weighing machine was not working. That didn't bother me much until I heard comments stating that (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tim, you're getting chubbier.. Whoa~ Whats up with your layer of fats?... Hey, U changed a lot, more MEAT than last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.) &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I AM FAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not so pleasing after all&lt;/em&gt;. It really crushed my spirits into pieces when I kept hearing people going to gym, getting satisfactory results and playing sports. I am happy for them. I do knew that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;what u paid for, you will get what you yearn for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; However, I envied &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I cant afford to play sports or hit the gym at this time, I've got that F*** up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;back problems. Instead of getting my sport shoes on and run the fields, I spent hours sitting doing paper works. Thats where all my muscles turned into FATS. My metabolism died down and I am GROWING UPSIZE. No more fancy cute lil tops or dresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I&amp;nbsp;observed myself at the mirror, I felt angry and sad. When I Look at foods, i gradually learnt to&amp;nbsp;hate them. I turned them into my enemies. On top of that, I bought loads of slimming products. I bought three&amp;nbsp;friggin items which I dont even know if it works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since I cant exercise like I used to, I dont bother much about consuming these items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I bought these....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Many said it does wonders for those who wants big bust, I thought I will try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqflMwvgI/AAAAAAAAAok/3XuudlXUVz4/s1600-h/z170621968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqflMwvgI/AAAAAAAAAok/3XuudlXUVz4/s200/z170621968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqX5sgotI/AAAAAAAAAoU/UWK9hh7spsA/s1600-h/3together.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqX5sgotI/AAAAAAAAAoU/UWK9hh7spsA/s320/3together.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I ate this at night..since my stomach is the biggest concentrated lump of fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqcqpeO9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Us0Sqj3djv8/s1600-h/XDF-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqcqpeO9I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Us0Sqj3djv8/s320/XDF-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Its natural all right, my favorite. Detox and Slimming in a combo package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On top of that, I limit my food intakes. I could easily finish up two plates of rice, but I choosed not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I guess is a good start. Hitting down the gym is rather costly, so I rather kick my lazy ass up in the morning and run&amp;nbsp;like a mad women in my park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Challege, here I roar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-76468969239602747?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/76468969239602747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=76468969239602747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/76468969239602747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/76468969239602747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/12/upsize.html' title='Upsize'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SyuqflMwvgI/AAAAAAAAAok/3XuudlXUVz4/s72-c/z170621968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5280303998556668459</id><published>2009-12-14T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:24:59.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Moments of thoughts</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I would like to say that the post on my birthday celebration will be posted in the next update. That will be a jovial and happy post to read about. But now, I would like to blog something probably more of emo/serious matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I felt that as if I did the right thing but it ended up worst. For some situation, I thought that somehow my decision was right, but I ended up hurting people's feelings. I&amp;nbsp;supposed that when it come to certain situation, I am a coward to stand up for my rights, letting history to be rewrite and replay again. Allowing myself to feel pity and guilty and sobbed over my wrong-doings.&lt;br /&gt;Bravery wasn't in my nature at all. I often escape from problems and try to stay put in my very own comfort zone. Probably thats why I never learn my mistakes, I never know what&amp;nbsp;my problems are,&amp;nbsp;because I am the one that always creates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled Pastor David once&amp;nbsp;said that We Must Always Hear What God is Trying to Say, but Hearing itself is Not Enough, We must Act it Out. The He gave an example of taking swimming lessons. Even though we knew the techniques of how to swim but we dont apply it, it will be pointless. It is equivalent to a scene where you will drown if you don't apply what you've learnt. However, I felt that listening to what God say is hard at times because I am always bounded by temptations. Plus, how would I know if that was&amp;nbsp;really God's message?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On&amp;nbsp;top&amp;nbsp;of that,&amp;nbsp;how to forgive and forget about people who have hurt you over and over again? I tried reminding myself for whatever reason a situation occured, God have HIS purpose. A TEST he gave to test what we learnt from him as a disciple so far. I think I failed miserably. I dont know the reason neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I felt that I am dumb to trust people that all the bad things about them gossiped by people are not true. Reality, after being a victim, experiencing hurt, anger, sad feelings, that these people causes us to experienced, only then I came to realised I WAS TOO NAIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along this journey, I do learnt something. Not everyone you are able to trust. Things changes according to time, so as human beings. The attitudes, characteristics, values of a person changes from now and then. It is undeniable right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to add that woman are not sex slave. We are unique individuals. I dont understand why man dont perceived woman as HUMAN. Some guys just like to blab out how they HAD FUN with their gf. This is another form of not respecting woman's right. Sexual Harrasment often occured because guys believed that woman are weak and are not able to defend themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I hate guys who act like this. I despised them.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they take into account about woman's FEELINGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder why am I living&amp;nbsp; here. When we are born, we have no anger, sad feelings. But after we adapt or grew up in this environment only we know what ANGER, SAD, DISAPPOINTMENT feels like. So why and what is the purpose of all these?&lt;br /&gt;Then, what is the point of living when you knew that sooner or later you are leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder until now, what i've done in my life.. is it right or wrong. Because life always have two options. Two roads.. either a YES or a NO. If you've made an option saying Yes to someting, from that split second it changes your pathway, the other option that is not considered will died off. We cant turn back time cant we? There is only moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, am I ready to move on to face my situations? I guessed so. I am ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-5280303998556668459?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5280303998556668459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5280303998556668459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5280303998556668459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5280303998556668459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/12/moments-of-thoughts.html' title='Moments of thoughts'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4972209144781341834</id><published>2009-11-30T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:01:04.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books to read'/><title type='text'>I just need Abit of my Blogging time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Before I start complaining, I would like to claim that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUPERBLY HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Edward Cullen. I would &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to have you as my vampire boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874866897625842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO8h1i_IvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6MmErGTz-bQ/s320/New-Moon-Still-HQ-edward-cullen-8462855-1543-2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We could stay up all night and gaze into each other's eyes and....hehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409879207329681506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxPAee6oUGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qCmwAUF7iN4/s320/robert-pattinson_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If not.... I can be your dinner, even best! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We are immortal&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409879814636098002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxPBB1Tw0dI/AAAAAAAAAnc/upMVrNgLMo4/s320/robert_pattinson_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohya, i would never forget my dearest Jacob Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874887861312210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO8jDpHmtI/AAAAAAAAAmc/sMCl8dJmcEY/s320/Taylor_Lautner_as_Jacob_Black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874898735694418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO8jsJxglI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YDjIwSy8Y00/s320/Jacob-New-Moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would like to keep you by myside so that when I am in danger, you turn into werewolves and flash your topless mascular body.. Hahaha.. Sound so pervertish~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I love Alice Cullen too! Pretty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877313560251074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO-wQE0CsI/AAAAAAAAAms/FH7mIF1qQAc/s320/33jj0he-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877320650397202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO-wqfPFhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/miwdG4J-93I/s320/153032-alice_cullen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;By the way, I love Alice Cullen (Ashley Greene) Especially her hairstyle. Do you think I would best suit this if I were to cut my hair this way? Teehee~ A desperate need to change my hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Okay, here is my etc etc etc of unhappiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like working after all. It drained every last bit of my energy, it is only the salary part is exceptional. I felt my boss is FULLY ultilising me like nobody's business. Well, is nice that I could actually help them out, but it wasn't unfair because I am now preparing work for teachers that are going to teach new students next year! Isn't that their job and not mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to stick through it. After all, this world is a place with no JUST. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justice is determined by how you fought through those harsh currents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like getting these books to read. Anyone want to get in for me? Hint Hint~ But let me know if you get it ya.. Haha. Till then.. off to daycare work loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877326670699682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO-xA6lnKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1GBvSceVzYY/s320/devilwearsprada-783146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877335376110610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO-xhWHpBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/6TPLdGIYQso/s320/Sunday_at_Tiffanys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877339749102194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO-xxouMnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/bGFO-EdwR7E/s320/Twilight-Series-Covers-twilight-series-1381301-956-360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Twilight series. Nah~ Maybe I will just wait for the next movie to be out instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-4972209144781341834?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4972209144781341834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4972209144781341834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4972209144781341834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4972209144781341834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-need-abit-of-my-blogging-time.html' title='I just need Abit of my Blogging time'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxO8h1i_IvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6MmErGTz-bQ/s72-c/New-Moon-Still-HQ-edward-cullen-8462855-1543-2048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4800430969362563229</id><published>2009-11-27T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:11:45.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy me'/><title type='text'>Procrastinating DayCare work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My hair is a mess&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I really need a haircut, the last I cut my hair was somewhere in July. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My curls are &lt;strong&gt;turning straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the dye of my &lt;strong&gt;hair colour is fading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I need a HAIRCUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of changing my hairstyle. From young till now, I always maintain my long hair. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had long black hair, long brown hair, long curly hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Haiz.. Now what? I thought of cutting it short, but I'm afraid it doesn't suits me. Here are some pictures of short hairstyles. I love them, but I dont know what suits best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob middle-length short hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409060107954836978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXgn9iVfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ckmqP9fCjF8/s320/2010-bob-hairstyle-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short hair with brown dye?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409060114345176418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXg_xHLWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/9GwfrWCv7aU/s320/7411.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Punky-emo short hair? With suitable dye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409060121889920306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXhb361TI/AAAAAAAAAlk/9HcrFtJmhpo/s320/asianhairdye09.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typical school girl cut? This is a short clean cut =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409060125726343170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXhqKmAAI/AAAAAAAAAls/rKnVqeonR2U/s320/hebe77bg21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is another similar hair cut, but different in length. I like it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409060135090816354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXiNDQhWI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ScVGRvDDH3g/s320/kim-jung-hwa81130001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How bout this? I think it will make me look younger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409061818853298130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDZENjhD9I/AAAAAAAAAl8/zfyQh8JSkNs/s320/utada_hikaru_152.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I finished reading my previous story book, now &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I want these&lt;/span&gt; !! MPH is giving these books in a package of 3! Nice pricing, but I am broke. Sigh~ Aint no idea why I am so into child abuse books. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409059370569742274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDW1s_Ot8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/0atqHUukKpI/s320/9780340937372M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409059383286552658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDW2cXJ2FI/AAAAAAAAAlM/mwD4r8pYuWg/s320/Products%255C340%255C960%255C9780340960851_m_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409059375084994402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDW19zv_2I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ZlVEHScnMnI/s320/337624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are few stuffs which I want.. but i think is too much to name it! I think even my current salary are not able to buy all my WANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of resuming my guitar lessons. Haiz. No more dance class anymore. Next year I must, and I shall go and fulfill my needs! wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Now holiday, it doesn't seems like a holiday to me, I still have to teach and prepare daycare works for those children. I wanted to study abit of next year syllabus so next year it will be easier for me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Back to work. Sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I dont want to work at the daycare anymore. I want to work somewhere else la. Haha. Perhaps as a helper in a clinic. Sounds nice, but risky. Argh~ Anyhow more updates next blog. Need to take nappy. I shall do my work at night la. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procrastinating..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks.. bloggy..Lazzzzzy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-4800430969362563229?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4800430969362563229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4800430969362563229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4800430969362563229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4800430969362563229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/11/procrastinating-daycare-work.html' title='Procrastinating DayCare work'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SxDXgn9iVfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ckmqP9fCjF8/s72-c/2010-bob-hairstyle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8862817077980718652</id><published>2009-11-24T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:29:50.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feral cat perhaps?'/><title type='text'>Midnight raider</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you read this.. It means that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAM IS OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731606305672274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwfPpqAjFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/SrT9-lqX8EQ/s320/e9f3vb.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It would be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so nice or perhaps miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. that all my grades are... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731217549534914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwe5BbUpsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/EgDg9u65VRc/s320/exam_clip_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course all these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;last minute work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I did, I dont even dare to think bout it. I promised myself, next sem.. No more of this is gonna happen.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reading exam materials the night before to take the exam tomorrow seriously freaks me out. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Never will I do that Again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407733244005835586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwgu-kJ40I/AAAAAAAAAkM/GbsuwJggM4Q/s400/all-nighter.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess What, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am now working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! At times, I felt that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I should be having fun and enjoy random things I like to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; However, this can't be done, because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I seriously &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; $$$$&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tsk Tsk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I wish I have $$$ millions in my account !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I could.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shop for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pay for my own classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy a new powerless contact lens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy myself some good story books to read during this holiday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Argh~ Is just wishes anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets not talk bout work, lets talk bout my..... UN-FULFILLED NEEDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wuwuwuwu, i really want to learn Rhumba or ChaCha. Basically any Social Latin dance will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731225326783122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwe5eZkCpI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oQrNz7MPhDc/s320/ballroom24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731230122709490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwe5wRAEfI/AAAAAAAAAjk/WBfF7M0oaMI/s320/2802_1_5929_74586_265105343_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But my parents aren't very supportive. Lets put in it this way... &lt;strong&gt;THEY ARE IGNORING ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gah~ If i have my very own car, transportation wouldn't be a problem. &lt;em&gt;But i think i would need a GPS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If i have enough $$$, learning wouldn't be a problem as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a new book recommended by my Eng Teacher, cant wait to read what is it about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731612883862482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwfQCKXw9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xXRo7aF2YEA/s320/mitch-albom-the-five-people-you-meet-in-heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are cases at home as well lar... &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you believe there is a wild animal roaming around my house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I seriously friggin scared man !! Look at the ceiling !! My dad even set up the cage to trap it, but it is nowhere to be seen! As if it is still around, but.. CLUELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Looking at my poor ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734131535067762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwhio3nOnI/AAAAAAAAAkU/_eWuJSpA9u0/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A more closer view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734136386440802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwhi68RTmI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a738ZohGGUw/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734142855652546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwhjTCppMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/-gCw_iOYMsc/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he set up of the cage by daddy.. Haiz..Dad, seriously it wont work la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734148931388082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwhjprOArI/AAAAAAAAAks/cE7LxGL3cdQ/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407734155284401090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwhkBV5S8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/nc-KzHQ0qFQ/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The suspected animal as described by mum..some fox cat-like figure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407731234931491202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Swwe6CLgQYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CrRGZOfPtIg/s320/cat-large_t350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are stg I wanna tell, but next time la.. Need to sleep already.. 3am already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8862817077980718652?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8862817077980718652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8862817077980718652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8862817077980718652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8862817077980718652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/11/midnight-raider.html' title='Midnight raider'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SwwfPpqAjFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/SrT9-lqX8EQ/s72-c/e9f3vb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8936920351768931535</id><published>2009-11-11T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:32:40.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study stress'/><title type='text'>Little Shadow of secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today will be my last day staying over at dear-dear house. Even though I have not pack my bags and head home tonight, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt that I'll definitely miss this family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Uncle is so caring&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He prepared &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt; for me EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPERBLY CONCERNED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if u dont eat enough. Instead eating a normal portion, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*if u know me, i do eat alot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAMBAH BANYAK BANYAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me. Hmm,it seems that i am eating more than i am studying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He talked to me alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hmm, communicating with him makes me realized how naive I was if i dont think twice before commiting an action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Aunty is so lovable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The way she talks to me is so gentle, and sweet. She is just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;derful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh~ I looked at her, then I'll think of my mum. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Deep down i think to myself, no matter how bad my relationship &amp;amp; my mum is.. Deep down i know she still loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear-dear... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/span&gt; My Everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is so great because he plays many roles. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He is superman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Hopefully he dont read this*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because he is a proofreader for my h/w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doctor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because he mends my heartache, my medicine for my hopeless spirit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taxi driver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he knows lot of road for shortcuts, send me to my destination in a short period of time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is an &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entertainer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, he is soooo lame at times, that i dont know if i should laugh or not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WONDERFUL GOD'S CREATION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ok. I hope he dont read this. Because i dont like to praise him in reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, one thing i would like to highlight is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I NEED TO WORKOUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403080723505950482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZSpFVLxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Vkm2hSsWEHg/s320/treadmill-0304-lg-35838894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Argh, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weighing machine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stated that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAT TO LOOSE: 5.9 KG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;DAMN~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;DAMN~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No way!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well, the way i eat is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shall not mention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking at myself.. I grew sideways already. My pants also ketat. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MUST CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My konon ideal-self~ haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403077530944621986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuWYz3ZTaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mmIj9Zea3h0/s320/adriana_lima_model_screensaver_26718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Aiks.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exam is like is FEW MORE DAYS.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403080693231266130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZQ4TSKVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/f60e2ttnhwc/s320/Final%2520Exams.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403081801564858050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuaRZKmpsI/AAAAAAAAAiI/TaCbabqEK_E/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Felt that lot of books also HAVEN'T TOUCH! I felt at times I am not productive enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;easily distracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403081816264682914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuaSP7ULaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/rs2mupN9Q0E/s320/Distracted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleepiness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just loves to find me when I am spending quality time with MY BOOKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403080708130966418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZRvzpi5I/AAAAAAAAAhw/eg6AKGKQXuA/s320/j01186631.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Not only that, i am experiencing &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;cognitive dissonance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. To study or play?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403080709123509538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZRzgSjSI/AAAAAAAAAh4/JhNoEpklMbY/s320/study_play.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Id &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;VS &lt;/span&gt;Superego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok. enough complaining, back to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOKS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403077535396409490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuWZEcyMJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K85EBxpRGOs/s320/book-lending-2swap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tim Tim must GAMBATEH !! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;CE &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;CE &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! YEAH! Must have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DETERMINATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403077538640412178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuWZQiNvhI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7xltd7nP5D0/s320/determination.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403080700619191602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZRT0s9TI/AAAAAAAAAho/9-h_jElh61s/s320/FuturePower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIM NEEDS THE POWER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8936920351768931535?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8936920351768931535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8936920351768931535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8936920351768931535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8936920351768931535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-shadow-of-secrets.html' title='Little Shadow of secrets'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SvuZSpFVLxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Vkm2hSsWEHg/s72-c/treadmill-0304-lg-35838894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4136405392334487097</id><published>2009-11-09T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:31:42.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change NOW'/><title type='text'>Make a change in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Crazy lar.. Its like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5am in the morning, I cant sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Even though m now sleeping next to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my beloved "teddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mum is bringing me headache, i felt that she should be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;supporting me, encouraging me, understanding in my situation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she always erupted before i explain anything or even when i commited a lil mistake.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fine, it was a big mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont felt like mentioning it as well, rather depressive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dear-dear, daddy and my teacher were there to comfort me when I cried heavily that day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229578964809090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTLglONYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/s8RwcfPHsj8/s320/lone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mum seems irrational at times, it was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentally torturing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be with her every minute. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Nothing i can do to please her, nothing i do that can make her felt proud of, I was being compared time to time, she blames literally every single thing on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Even others can see her doings are hurting me day by day.. I am sick and tired of it.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I have my finals coming up, i need to run away, but where to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229586313153922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTL79NDYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l2CBrBpt9UQ/s320/pain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Leave me alone.. For a moment please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But thank God, Dear's family allowed me to stay in for few days secretly without mummy's knowing. I studied and carried on my normal routine as if i am at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My secret, but i felt i am hurting everyone in my life.. Including mummy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229578410092018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTLeg95fI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ILjBX9GcN78/s320/dirty-little-secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cant describe how grateful i was in their family acceptance, all i prayed and said to myself is.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WONT DISAPPOINT U GUYS.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BECAUSE I WANT A CHANGE IN ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228747427251618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviSbG3OBaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wakkbMsdMz4/s320/change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That day became a turning point in my life. I swore i would change my attitude. I went to church on Sunday, Rev. said stg VERY MEANINGFUL. I dont if i am supertistious or what ever u called it, that day, those words really had an impact on me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She said, we should be like a pencil. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forgotten some key points&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229590064149826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTMJ7gtUI/AAAAAAAAAgo/gYx_AnAhEWA/s320/Spare_Pencil_Brwn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We leave tracemark behind, each meaningful and significant in our life. We let God - our manufacturer to use us to bring a change in us, but first we have to change ourselves first.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Is not about how fancy u are on the outside, is what inside that counts. The pencil lead is the most important thing in a pencil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pencil goes through the pain sharpenning process, but it is worthy.. Even those painful things hurt u, but it makes u stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MJ's Man in the Mirror lyrics clearly depicts the message =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Is like, these few days, i've been experiencing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;chronic pain in my lower back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and i dont know what i could possibly do. Treatments have been stopped for couple of months, and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant always rely on painkillers can I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Felt like doctors are surronding me in my thoughts.. haunting me with comments.. I am scared.. really scared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229592593107298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTMTWdiWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Lo7WKxGbxaI/s320/Surgeons%2520Looking%2520at%2520Patient.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study is a must.. i need to work hard.. must be more productive.. Few hours is not enough.. Must work through it for my own success.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;May God Blessed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228762512927106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviSb_D7KYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/MQZa8_cGsQs/s320/coffee-shop-study.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Then again, after all i've been through, i guessed God will protect me somehow... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would and will.. He surely heard &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my callings&lt;/span&gt; and sensed &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my tears&lt;/span&gt; which is sent to heaven as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228738258195026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviSaktJUlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/GCO6Bh8Onf4/s320/1456216481_95380d1a03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord, give me strength and determination.. cure me.. save me.. Just like u healed the Blind Man. Change me, because I am willing to change for the Better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228751018058754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviSbUPVZAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/DqyN0tH1a4U/s320/change-your-life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402228742028191410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviSayv-5rI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gV5fv5VZMfo/s320/ab_life20.gif" border="0" /&gt;PS: mummy, i love u.. a whole lot, dont hurt me anymore... I will do well, i promised.. i will... i will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-4136405392334487097?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4136405392334487097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4136405392334487097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4136405392334487097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4136405392334487097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-change-in-me.html' title='Make a change in me.'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SviTLglONYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/s8RwcfPHsj8/s72-c/lone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8651501552043981200</id><published>2009-10-31T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:57:30.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boost your study mode NOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EOS'/><title type='text'>Confession of a Last-Minute prisoner of IMU student.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; I miss you.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwTo37g5EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_HEY2RPqyds/s1600-h/normal_Boy_kiss_her_Girlfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711646239646786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwTo37g5EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_HEY2RPqyds/s320/normal_Boy_kiss_her_Girlfriend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holding hands together.. Jalan-jalan without worrying tomorrows responsiblities.. Those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwToiivEpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/TOPKzbmlH60/s1600-h/holding-hands2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711640498573970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwToiivEpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/TOPKzbmlH60/s320/holding-hands2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But now................ This cant do anymore.. Exams exams and exams... Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant believe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;End of Semester (EOS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; exam is round the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt very...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stress&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Frustration&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;restless&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anxiety&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398712240178568258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwULchlnEI/AAAAAAAAAfY/69SKKtQuoto/s320/stress.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Ya, the picture shows it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate it alot when I dont prepare much. Is always last minute work I am doing. My report that was submitted days ago, and my crappy presentation I presented yesterday clearly reveals my "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lousy-time-management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In my world, I always live with the... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"I could have done better, only if......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Regret&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; regret &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;regret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398712233780473666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwULEsKb0I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/DebVjVh7wZ8/s320/regret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Datelines of assignment were given to us much earlier, question is.. with the dateline given, do you even know how to start off with? It wasn't students fault to hand up a so-called "I hope this will do" assignment, I felt lecturers should guide us to do our reports etc..etc.. Maybe is just me. So used to being spoon-fed, now I am completely sunk in my ocean of confussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711650104821490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwTpGVCxvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/LpvW07mM3uE/s320/On_Assignment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt; but not examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Gah~ With major exams coming along, I still thinking bout holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But to enjoy my perfect holiday with *ah-hem* teehee~ or with my family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really need to get my butt to stick on the chair to study real hard~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711638346960050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwToahwDLI/AAAAAAAAAew/jqohIXdHFCs/s320/hardworking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord, I pray for determination! I really need to get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398711628847376146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwTn3I35xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fO-Eq9-D2Uw/s320/Freedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FREEDOM &lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess this can be my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2010 study motivation&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398712243130613426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwULnhaPrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/_AF4-WfB4Oo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Study mode..Switched on.. Dear-dear.. thanks for the drinking bottle. Muaxs.. Lord.. Be with me.. Loves..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8651501552043981200?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8651501552043981200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8651501552043981200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8651501552043981200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8651501552043981200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/10/confession-of-last-minute-prisoner-of.html' title='Confession of a Last-Minute prisoner of IMU student.'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SuwTo37g5EI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_HEY2RPqyds/s72-c/normal_Boy_kiss_her_Girlfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8680815143360564338</id><published>2009-10-21T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:23:17.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MeEe'/><title type='text'>Simple acts, laughter cracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Xkky8ARI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0PTo2lsy3b4/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395056795733197074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Xkky8ARI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0PTo2lsy3b4/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8XkcnfkEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Icnlppuci1E/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395056793537712194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8XkcnfkEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Icnlppuci1E/s320/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Xj131gQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-xBTkY7_HMk/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395056783137276162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Xj131gQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-xBTkY7_HMk/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WmOGksvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/HwHsz3JmAHo/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395055724489650930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WmOGksvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/HwHsz3JmAHo/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WlltBJMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/j6_p9sTjvI8/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395055713645044930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WlltBJMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/j6_p9sTjvI8/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WkSkrLLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/534IrmqefVQ/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395055691329907890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WkSkrLLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/534IrmqefVQ/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reflection of L-o-V-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Wj34qf8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/fhLUErSYx-A/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395055684165992386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Wj34qf8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/fhLUErSYx-A/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Cheeky Monster.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WjfoZmyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zl5Cux2T4MY/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395055677655325474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8WjfoZmyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zl5Cux2T4MY/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It all started off with a cup of Grande Caramel Machiatto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Then... with loads of midnight mission *completing daycare work*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Later with lots of tender care and spices added in the chapter of my lonely life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Finally, a soft whisper.....saying.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"Be Mine'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I m Yours. Jason M'raz.......................&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 align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8680815143360564338?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8680815143360564338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8680815143360564338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8680815143360564338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8680815143360564338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/10/simple-acts-laughter-cracks.html' title='Simple acts, laughter cracks'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/St8Xkky8ARI/AAAAAAAAAeg/0PTo2lsy3b4/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-7964341401402230106</id><published>2009-09-18T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:51:09.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepy Mode'/><title type='text'>An early dedication to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382706546171701186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SrM3Fb6758I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6ajcKTTM17s/s400/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;being there for me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;going through all the hassles for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the abundant motivations&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;loves from you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the encouragement &amp;amp; support&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;putting a smile on my face when I frown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm no longer seeing a lonely set of footprints down this lonely lane.. Because I think there is another set of footprints behind me.. which is silently guiding me through this rough moments of time I am facing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thanks.. Have a safe journey to PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;As i looked through the pics I took in DayCare. I missed those cheeky fellows even more. Wondering how you guys been.. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah~ Assignment is never ending, I shall say that my RAYA break is not bout enjoying, not spending time at all rather, I will spend it with piles of works.. Suckzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Psychoz 109.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The HAPPY FAMILY. My seniors and my lecturers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Obviously some are not in &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382706240822503730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SrM2zqaA6TI/AAAAAAAAAdI/F3AgcPY_uao/s400/Picture+007.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/750896725425233335-7964341401402230106?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/7964341401402230106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=7964341401402230106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7964341401402230106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/7964341401402230106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-dedication-to.html' title='An early dedication to...'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SrM3Fb6758I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6ajcKTTM17s/s72-c/Picture+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-2981876065244225869</id><published>2009-09-09T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T06:05:32.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Written at 9pm'/><title type='text'>Velocity</title><content type='html'>Its been &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt; long i haven't updated this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lifeless Blog&lt;/span&gt;. According to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wen Jie (2009),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stated that "also donno how u r doing, ur blog oso takder benda update". &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha, too much reports and assignment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So ya. Reason stated, that y u r viewing this &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*recent post*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So stress la being in IMU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;= Presentation + Written Essay (1500 words)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tues&lt;/span&gt;=Infancy&amp;amp; Childhood Quiz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt;= Presentation on Social Psy Ads&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thurs&lt;/span&gt;= Intro to Psy Quiz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt;= Due date for Infancy &amp;amp; Childood (1500 words) REPORT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To further &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;add on the spices&lt;/span&gt;... All of these i mentioned are marks which will be encounted in my assessment !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things are not going so smooth at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Firstly, there are issues at my rumah. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taknak Mention la, nanti I kena jikalau ni dibaca.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Next, my over piled up workloads are driving me nuts.. I am sleep deprived. Everyday, m struggling to combat with the sleepy devil inside me. Academic wise, I think m doing fine, but I need to work harder to get a higher distiction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better A's that means...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ohya.. My course mates are all great companions. But, I dont have any close friends, so Basically I am on my own &lt;em&gt;Missions. I do hang out with them, but I prefered to hang out in the library to finish up my stuffs..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I am not &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ANTI-SOCIAL&lt;/span&gt; ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So whats new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have joined a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;English Class&lt;/span&gt; to improve my language. I also joined &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Swimmming Class&lt;/span&gt; to improve my backache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ps: I love you... I hope you know... I am always there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lord.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; and an &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;optimistic mind&lt;/span&gt; to carry on with my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So thankful, that ... I am lucky in a way.. ^^  &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/750896725425233335-2981876065244225869?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/2981876065244225869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=2981876065244225869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2981876065244225869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/2981876065244225869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/09/velocity.html' title='Velocity'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-574871813485852319</id><published>2009-08-19T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:40:11.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lol'/><title type='text'>Sympathetic Nervous System Dysfunction</title><content type='html'>Yucks.. Stress.. Assignment sucks la. Haiz. So far in IMU also ok-ok la.. Only some certain issues NOT GOOD..&lt;br /&gt;Need to be Hyper&lt;br /&gt;Need to deal with unresolved issues....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-574871813485852319?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/574871813485852319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=574871813485852319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/574871813485852319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/574871813485852319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/08/sympathetic-nervous-system-dysfunction.html' title='Sympathetic Nervous System Dysfunction'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8854313306145783218</id><published>2009-08-01T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:09:12.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5PM'/><title type='text'>I.Murdered.U</title><content type='html'>Currently in Uni, suppose to find very imp data but end up..*Taa-daa* Blogging. Aiyo. IMU really takder food,plus if u say.."Go mamak lar~" The "mamak" is only the 3miserable stall at front of my uni. SAD CASE.&lt;br /&gt;Stressnya~&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like studying AT ALL. (Sei Lor) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposal is a superbly NICE MOVIE. a must to watch la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeer, to photocopy in IMU, u must 1st buy that PERMIT TO PHOTOCOPY CARD which cost RM25 ! WTF man~ Plus, paper is not provided ! IMU is like LOAN SHARK. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, back to my black and white paper...&lt;br /&gt;Study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(T-T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8854313306145783218?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8854313306145783218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8854313306145783218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8854313306145783218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8854313306145783218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/08/imurderedu.html' title='I.Murdered.U'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8463763292939858197</id><published>2009-07-17T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:20:31.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8:20pm'/><title type='text'>PS109</title><content type='html'>Gah~ So frustrating! I cant log into the imu websites~ I cant download my notes. GGrr..&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is so crazy, yet fun. So bored, tired. I am at home.. Thought i could print my stuff.. BUT~ Psssk Psssk. Blah~ Will upload more info when I remember bringing my camera there. Geeze~ I remember to bring my Cable, my charger but not my Camera.. What a noob la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8463763292939858197?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8463763292939858197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8463763292939858197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8463763292939858197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8463763292939858197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/07/ps109.html' title='PS109'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-8377416987003242197</id><published>2009-07-10T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:36:21.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boombox'/><title type='text'>July 12-(18:30)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hello IMU,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;bye LiL'monster&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sobx Sobx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday Programme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357495373519740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmlqDBxXWI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ASZab_j0dX0/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Jii Cheng,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bill,&lt;/span&gt; Wen Gene, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zhi Lin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zhen Kuan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357518238697880946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm6c-dDfXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/llcgy5KjMeM/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha~ They didn't know my camera was hid behind the books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gotcha~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357495373967998962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmlqEspP_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/sN8gVpasM-E/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 3monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Left to Right&lt;/span&gt;: Wen Gene, Bill, Zhen Kuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357519231009976642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm7WvGscUI/AAAAAAAAAbo/W-Smycq8VdA/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;June's&lt;/span&gt; Monster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356783768976747778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlcedNhv7QI/AAAAAAAAAYU/B0xNdL1s7BE/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Afternoon Session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357495372320529602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slmlp-j23MI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yeb_qRWLjts/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517277664586594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm5lCU3K2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/6vCBEfvudnw/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517276633869810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm5k-fHrfI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/JDHdtuy7iw0/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517270312453138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm5km7-hBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1T9YxVS1TX4/s320/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Front: &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Jolene&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zhi Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Back: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wen Gene&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yu Xuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356782184073672466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlcdA9TaNxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/xjvwBu4n0Hc/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Zhi Lin &amp;amp; Sue Yi &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Gah~ So cute lah this 2yr old*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356783771331438210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlcedWTJpoI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QzgpfeccnbQ/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Morning Session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left: Luqman&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right: Jii Cheng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356782178676462898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlcdApMnVTI/AAAAAAAAAX8/L5ewMva6otM/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Buddy, I will always make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Daniel (Weng Jae)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357495379506637186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmlqZVKKYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QI4QGbx0JC8/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intelligence EduCare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is where i worked for 3months,Only a short period of time, but it is worthwhile! You kids I will never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel,&lt;/strong&gt; the youngest,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jii Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; the blurr king&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luqman&lt;/strong&gt; the fast learner,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi Lin&lt;/strong&gt; the caring one,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jolene&lt;/strong&gt; the cute princess,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wen Gene&lt;/strong&gt; the loud speaker&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill&lt;/strong&gt; the funny joker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu Xuan &lt;/strong&gt;the weird monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dominic&lt;/strong&gt; my science student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will always miss you guys. Gah~ Its very hard for me to tell you all last minute I'm leaving. Its even harder when the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bright sunshine faces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;begin to cry and hold onto my sleves. I will definitely come back to visit all of u. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Tears*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tomorrow is the The Day. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IMU here i come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;there are some things i need to settle. Firstly, not like other enrolled student, they have their registration package posted to their house. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't received mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SO as bincang with the staffs kat IMU, I have to trouble my dad to settle it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hope its going to be alright. I am sure it would be! Gah~ Lord! Be with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(Joshua 1:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Felt bit takut to stay kat hostel la. Sure gonna miss my family.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bye &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;home-cook food&lt;/span&gt;, so long my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seductive bed&lt;/span&gt;, farewell my &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;midnight supper&lt;/span&gt;, saiyonara to.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;etc,etc,etc~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oohhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Did I mentioned I have a new hairstyle? Kekeke.. Let me syok sendiri~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before~...~...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357507928116295074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmxE0i19aI/AAAAAAAAAaM/_ntoHELWGM4/s320/pictures+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Drum rolls... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tum-tum-tum-tum.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taadaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357514235457520818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Slm2z9OLRLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6pFnkNUpj5s/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357507942423608354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmxFp1-PCI/AAAAAAAAAac/kxRdCkwJ3GE/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-8377416987003242197?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/8377416987003242197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=8377416987003242197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8377416987003242197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/8377416987003242197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-12-1830.html' title='July 12-(18:30)'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SlmlqDBxXWI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ASZab_j0dX0/s72-c/Picture+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-823752612791717723</id><published>2009-06-27T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:20:24.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2am'/><title type='text'>Short post (^-^)v</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My blog look so dead. Watado? Internet rosak ma. Lets have a brief update la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These few days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My maid just ran away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stressing on how to set exam question for my students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Excited ! For I'll be staying in campus. 1st time AAAaway from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These few months...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slightly relaxing, no need work 2jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sleep deprived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;having rashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will upload some pics on my workplace. Hmm, I wonder how to deal with this new phone of mine.Wheeee~ Thanks Dad! (=.=) although is made frm China. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-823752612791717723?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/823752612791717723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=823752612791717723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/823752612791717723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/823752612791717723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-post-v.html' title='Short post (^-^)v'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-5217542013461519579</id><published>2009-05-06T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:41:00.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Written at 10pm'/><title type='text'>10:00 PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So tiring. Geeze~ &lt;em&gt;I worked average of 12hours per day!&lt;/em&gt; Somehow, due to my worsen back condition.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I NEED TO QUIT my job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; So I am.. Kinda emo in a way... I am quiting Starbucks! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sobx sobs&lt;/span&gt;.. Is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;o&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not easy to tell my manager that I wanted to quit. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Damit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; She treated me Friggin Nice~ I really hope I can just leave for good..But, according to the contract I signed I need to give 3 weeks early notice. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So ya~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another 3 WEEKS to bare. I guess so..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332707199530130402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGU8a8pW-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/2wnDVgWLcBc/s320/st.bucks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Starbucks..I gonna miss...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The weird song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The fast pace and stressful moments of handling beverages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The fun partners&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the cool managers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Verismo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*the espresso machine*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The POS machine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the preparation bases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The pastry case&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The Employee Beverage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Obviously some parts I didnt really like. For the on-going 3 weeks. I will snap pictures of my workplace..So..Just tengok gambar later la.Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hehe.. just a lil update! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;went for my 2nd chiropractic treatment today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Er..&lt;/span&gt; I can &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;itz very very PAIN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Imagining that...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U were placed on the long chair.. hearing relaxing music.. The doctor needs to adjust your bones..Without prior notice.. He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWISTED YOUR BODY POSTURE to CRACK YOUR BONES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*kluck-kluck-kluck...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thats what u heard in the room.. The melody of your very own bones cracking&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Ouch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706199001051970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGUCLr7M0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/TR-oDLben5w/s320/chirotoon01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I bought some Mother's Day gift from&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; Body Shop..&lt;/span&gt; Thought of bringing the whole family go Makan &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Siu Long Pao"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kat &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dragon I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Hmm..see 1st la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mum's Gift.. Sshhh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706193701323106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGUB38XwWI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dJ-JB1yOb0c/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706197519919586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGUCGKy6eI/AAAAAAAAAXM/RgXgVpOngfc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706194956953010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGUB8nvJbI/AAAAAAAAAW8/KuJCDs5v5qs/s320/dragon-i.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks delicious eh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Faster July la. I really wanna get into UNI a.s.a.p! studying is Way Better than Working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gulps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorros is actually my MUET speaking Test. Kindda nervous o..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow I must &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*gambateh*&lt;/span&gt; Same goes to everything in my Life! Woot~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332707947527238562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGVn9dDc6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/qsLoz5znjWg/s320/Picture+042.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/750896725425233335-5217542013461519579?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/5217542013461519579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=5217542013461519579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5217542013461519579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/5217542013461519579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/05/1000-pm.html' title='10:00 PM'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SgGU8a8pW-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/2wnDVgWLcBc/s72-c/st.bucks.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4818205589208180017</id><published>2009-04-24T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:48:33.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open the heart and rekindle the spirit'/><title type='text'>Luke 1:37</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ya~ Its a bible verse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The scripture said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God nothing shall be impossible."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as i am typing this post, I dont feel like as if I am going to cry or so. Somehow, there is one lil voice telling me that everything is going to be alright. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Through &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God's &lt;/span&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;, I've met wonderful people in this period of time where I accepted blows after blows of hardcore events. To add on, I even somehow felt God is directing different people, different situation to tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hang in there, be strong.. I am with you. Just trust in me.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did all these thoughts came along?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well...since the GP at Gleneagles &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;DONO WHAT TO DO WITH&lt;/em&gt; my condition.. I seek for a chiropractor. I thought he could help me at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;... after analysing my previous MRI. He said.. I've got..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; My bones shifted from my neck all the way to my tail bone. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*A condition known as Skeleton Subluxation*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; My tail bone is curved inwards instead of outwards.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; My &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;C-spine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;T-spine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dysfunction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; One bone chipped off.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I knew that all along*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out of sudden.. Instead of all the hope that I had..just crushed like THAT. I mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lord, aren't YOU helping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why instead of something more overwhelming.. YOU gave me.. a so sudden report.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhow&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I had a total of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;x-rays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The report had sent to the chiropractor. This Wed is the day.. I know by all means.. whether that doc can cure me ornot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admited. I am depressed due to the fact that Doctors whom I seek for seems like tosing me here and there. Hey, I have feelings as well. I come to you guys for help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geeze.. I got teased by my partners back at work. I felt hurt.. I am not some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;               &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Fragile doll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;or....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tulang sakit nanti putus FELLOW...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;etc etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its sad.. But i believe I can find cure...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Right??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow is my MUET exam. Friggin scared.. Since I did not prepare much. haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God hlep me!! Help me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later I am going to christian homefellowship.. Nice eh~~ Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God.. Help me throughout all this.. I need YOU, my HERO. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to studies....&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/750896725425233335-4818205589208180017?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4818205589208180017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4818205589208180017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4818205589208180017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4818205589208180017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/04/luke-137.html' title='Luke 1:37'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-1928584322180612055</id><published>2009-04-07T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:45:52.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10:41pm'/><title type='text'>Type-typo in Early April</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*IGNORE MY gramar, blah-blah errors*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ok, now I've been juggling with 2jobs at the same time. Both really drain the energy out of me. Well, I can say that my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;current lifestyle is becoming more crazier than a normal &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;workaholic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;. At least on Sunday, I go church. At night &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*provided no work*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will be mamak-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So How is my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MAKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MAMPUS&lt;/span&gt; lifestyle going on so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ntr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Little kids, can be so adorable at times. But can be a real pain in the buttock! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;\(T^T)/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dont understand why are they &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SCARED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the teachers in school. Not that they are E.T. &lt;em&gt;Exceptional for some&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; *Teehee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They really can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sit on the floor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;plead&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;even shout&lt;/span&gt;.. I really forced to tell lots of white lies to get them to school. Haiz, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when i Watch him crying off to school really heartaches lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"St&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;s"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Old story. Not going to mention much lar~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm... Actually work here kindda not &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT BAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I get to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"gei por"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chat chat chat&lt;/span&gt; with customer. I just happen to make a new friend. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Aint Gonna Reveal the NAMe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;k-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;g"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Always Jiunn Lung, Lun, WenJie &amp;amp; me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wen Jie so sudden become &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I mean.. because he usually look friggin serious, so I didn't expect he had such a &lt;em&gt;drastic lamo change&lt;/em&gt;. That NIGHT ---&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;After Teh Tarik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Here is what he asked me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WJ&lt;/span&gt;: Do u know how to solve a rubic box &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Watever u call that box*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WJ&lt;/span&gt;: The trick is to target on yellow colour first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: ........ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WJ&lt;/span&gt;: Because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a sign a luck &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(-____-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;''''''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweat Dropzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So bored.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; shall hint me what to do~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inspirational Sesating Moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952614427440626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SdtftLZotfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8vmYntf6z8g/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fine~ I shall Syok-Sendiri&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; *click-catcha-click-cam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952620194147778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Sdtftg4hrcI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qMpXr-kFrig/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I call?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have a Break, Have a Chit-Chat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*NAH~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952626274820002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/Sdtft3iRX6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/BFXxxHUltBY/s320/pictures+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Aiya~ &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tidur&lt;/span&gt; Only la.. Tomorrow working &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321952629069289074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SdtfuB8hlnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_BhLxWEjGz4/s320/Sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/750896725425233335-1928584322180612055?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/1928584322180612055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=1928584322180612055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1928584322180612055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/1928584322180612055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/04/type-typo-in-early-april.html' title='Type-typo in Early April'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPfMfPc6h5w/TcrTkg0i7eI/AAAAAAAAA2k/nGFbFhQH4F8/s220/Guitar%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBQLN4QSUmk/SdtftLZotfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8vmYntf6z8g/s72-c/Picture+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750896725425233335.post-4337987296366236839</id><published>2009-03-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:28:16.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine moments'/><title type='text'>A moment like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to blog bout this... Expressing my emotions here because I've got a reason &amp;amp; Few magical moments to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to church&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks Lee Fang for fetching me. Its been a long time I didn't attend church service. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*My moment with God*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I've been missing for quite some time, but the friend's from church still rem me. Most surprising was Mitchell's mum even rem my name! She stated that For a person &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; its hard to forget. &lt;em&gt;I felt so touched.&lt;/em&gt; But, seems like they happened to know bout my condition and prayed+care for me. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So nice of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But... Something happened.. Something happened unwillingly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I... so sudden experienced my backpain. It came so suddenly that my smile just hilang. The pain was so intense that I cried unwillingly in church. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Even my 120&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mmg&lt;/span&gt; pain killer cant stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There i was..laying still on the church bench. Crying as I cant even afford to move my back. They prayed for me. I didn't want to listen what they prayed, I cried out loud that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there is no way I can recover...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant take it any more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont want to be paralyse..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to walk.. not be sitted for LIFE...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At that point, i realised&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How Small I am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was defeated by my own body mechanism. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A small body cell in me was able to get me down crying and pleading for help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I try not to shed a tears... I musn't let people worry. I know they felt guilty because they cant do much, therefore I smile always. I kept remind myself... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Instead of spreading worries, i should spread laughther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes.. When i worked today, worst.. My pain strike again. Like its reminding me... &lt;strong&gt;YOU CANT GET RID OF ME.. FACE IT!&lt;/strong&gt; I hold my tears. My partners asked if I am alright. I forced a smile and make lame jokes, but inside I am crying.. pleading God...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please end this by all means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Family, partners and friends are so supportive. Y cant Lord just take my pain away but leave me in pain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, you planned that I come seeking for you, now I am here.. On my knees begging you to save me. Lost and fearful, please help me. &lt;strong&gt;Where are you then?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Why dont you reply me?&lt;/strong&gt; Dont leave me alone, i am not strong enough to handle it myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I questioned, i cried.There is no anwser! There is no cure for me! The pills, the pain, the tears... I want to tose it far away..Y? Y me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; the pain striked 3times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I told myself, I can take it! I can! I will... But how long more to go? I know its a punishment from God, I admit I didn't placed God as Priority. Now, he make me realised I need him. I need Him more than I ever think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wont and will not admit defeat! I gonna combat till the very end, I wont kneel down to the pain I enduring. Even if the sharp pain seems like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;taking and tearing my soul and spirit into pieces... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I will move on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Because..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Lord..&lt;/span&gt; When i journey along the sandy beach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thinking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; you didn't walk with me but abandoned me as I only saw a single set of footprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That time, you will definitely hold my hand and tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Girl, there is only one set of footprint because I've been carrying you all along...."&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/750896725425233335-4337987296366236839?l=st-011azure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/feeds/4337987296366236839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=750896725425233335&amp;postID=4337987296366236839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4337987296366236839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/750896725425233335/posts/default/4337987296366236839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://st-011azure.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment-like-this.html' title='A moment like this...'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-
