<?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-6724299057869045845</id><updated>2012-01-02T11:12:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Striving_Soaring_Willing_Rawkz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1018260254217461792</id><published>2012-01-02T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:12:58.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno mars? Hillsong? planetshakers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's a beautiful day... We're looking forward for something to do.... Who cares baybeh. I think I'm gonna ****&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can count on me like a one two three I'll be there, cause that's what friends are suppose to do I can count on you like a four three two you'll be there. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I see your face..... There's not a thing that I would change.. cause you're amazing, just the way you are!!!! And when you smile..... The whole world stops and stares for awhile. cause you're amazing, just the way you are. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Woooooo!!!!!!!~~~~&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; We're giving it all.... Away..... Away............. We're giving it all.... To go....... Your way!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the father, there is freedom, there is hope in the name that is Jesus!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take take take it all!!! Jesus I'm leaving for your name, I'll never be ashamed of you! Our praise and all we are today!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh! I'm running to your arms!! I'm running to your arms!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The richest of your love, will always be enough, nothing compares to your embrace. Light of the world, forever reign!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is able! God is able! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Our God is greater. Our God is stronger. God you're higher than any other. Our God is bigger. Awesome in power, our God, our God!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if our God is with us, then what could ever stop us, and if our God is for us, then what could stand against! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am free to run! I am free to dance. I'm free to live for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know who I am! I know who I am! I know who I am! I am yours I am yours!!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wah I think I suddenly on music hurrah man... Now its gonna be bio, lunch, Geog, Phy, Chem and Chinese!!! Jiayou to all:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1018260254217461792?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1018260254217461792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1018260254217461792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1018260254217461792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1018260254217461792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2012/01/bruno-mars-hillsong-planetshakers.html' title='Bruno mars? Hillsong? planetshakers?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6065820599440040293</id><published>2011-12-30T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:11:23.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uGpL55F_d2I/Tv0dyKk-IxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rh9YiV-iNBI/s0/IMAG0103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uGpL55F_d2I/Tv0dyKk-IxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rh9YiV-iNBI/s400/IMAG0103.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Need to vent all my anger all my frustration all my unhappiness all my sorrows all my anger everything to someone. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Really need to. Really need to vent it to someone. But there's no human who's willing to help me. Maybe have, but I'm not so close to them. Those that I'm close to either too busy or not believer. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;My family isn't there for me. My friends not there for me. Only my God is always here for me. Just that 3-letter word sort of encourages me. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I really sometimes just feel very down, feel like I'm the only human left on this planet. I really cannot do anything on my own. I have not completely surrendered my all to God. Not at all. I've to do this daily. Need to get into the habit of doing it. Just like saying grace. Before that I always don't say. After awhile, I got the habit and now I always do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh....&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Really feel very... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh....&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Really feel like...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh....&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I should stop sighing because there's always hope. I still got so much homework. Still got so much things to do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm the cause of all my troubles and problems la... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm the one making myself feel miserable. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I may have UPS and downs.. but I'm not holding on to my life. Sigh! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shall go do some homework now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6065820599440040293?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6065820599440040293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6065820599440040293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6065820599440040293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6065820599440040293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/need-to-vent.html' title='Need to vent'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uGpL55F_d2I/Tv0dyKk-IxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rh9YiV-iNBI/s72-c/IMAG0103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6124050620109832783</id><published>2011-12-29T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:52:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Long time since I blog? Too busy going out, playing guitar, doing qt, going church, doing homework. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I doubt my time was hardly wasted at all, for it was all well planned by God. I know what's my next step. It'll be tough for me to get through this stage but I'll give myself a year to do it. So far... Not bad. Bickering more, but I learnt something today. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well... Shouldn't be keeping things to myself, but I also shouldn't be hiding things from people... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are those little secrets going to stay inside me for the rest of my life? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;God... Should talk more to you... Should converse more naturally with you. I'm glad I'm reading your word daily. I'm glad you're slowly revealing things to me. I'm glad you're even talking to me! Last time I don't even hear from you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So happy!:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6124050620109832783?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6124050620109832783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6124050620109832783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6124050620109832783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6124050620109832783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/keeping-it-in.html' title='Keeping it in?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4614035306112195974</id><published>2011-12-23T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:03:42.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yq1GyNRy130/TvPviz3NEbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yWrp4TA3CBQ/s0/IMAG0106.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yq1GyNRy130/TvPviz3NEbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yWrp4TA3CBQ/s400/IMAG0106.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The picture shows a bag with a bag tag from mrlim and rayen, red packets from both my grandparents, aunt, uncle, and dad, a snowman stuff toy from Joshua, and a diary planner from yuling. Also a chocolate in the fridge from firzanah!! Jialin's one when school reopens. What I like most? Bag, diary and tag. Haha thanks a lot guys!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You made my day, the 135 birthday wishes on my wall, 5 mentions on my timeline, 4 messages on my mail, and even a video on my wall. All the 10 over smses from my friends, teachers and classmates. Thanks a lot guys!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Giving on my birthday is more important than receiving. I thank the old folks there, to celebrate christmas and enjoying yourselves. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thank my dad for the birthday cake, although no grapes Haha kidding..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thank my cca friends for singing a song for me, and showing me an awesome performance. Wahaha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a good day. I want to pray for my mom and family. That she will come back with a changed heart, a heart all for God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I also want to change. To be more mature. More understanding. Focused. Less emo, unstable. All these changes can only be done by one almighty God. He's my God. 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Today is the day you've made. I'll rejoice and be glad in it. I won't worry about tomorrow I'm trusting in what you say. Today is the day!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you God. It's been 15years since you made me and its 15years since I knew you. You know me best. The greatest gift you gave me is already Jesus. Thank you for dying on the cross for me. For shedding your blood for me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even yesterday, when we were singing caroling, you taught me about the candy cane. It's impacted me. You taught me many things. 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So tired... So moody... Over what? My focus. It's not there. Too disappointed in myself. Well maybe I'm too tough towards myself. Maybe I'm just being ignorant even now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;When will I ever wake up and be the one God wants me to be. When will I ever wake up and listen to the soft voice talking to me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now? No... I'm not listening, nor following... Nor am I obediently, trying my best.&amp;#160; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Perhaps I've been using my human will and strength to do things, not letting God work in me. I really don't know. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;At that moment, just felt like giving up. Nothing seems to be working for me. Just felt like giving up. Haiz... I can't give up. Have to give it my best. Am I already putting in my best? I doubt so. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pray: dear God, please help me. Allow me to surrender to you. To listen to your voice. To focus on you and not be distracted. To just obey and listen. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I'm treating these like punishments or orders. I'm not really "enjoying" ugh!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still have to give thanks for a not stressing afternoon la. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3185279635866118043?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3185279635866118043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3185279635866118043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3185279635866118043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3185279635866118043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/cold-emo-unfruitful.html' title='Cold + emo = unfruitful'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DCx-Xju__5I/Tu9L7yuQylI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a2ac9SP3NiI/s72-c/IMAG0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-768393147198418417</id><published>2011-12-19T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:07:12.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3HEazDCwOvA/Tu6OPWmeLEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NxBDHQQ_-J0/s0/IMAG0096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3HEazDCwOvA/Tu6OPWmeLEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NxBDHQQ_-J0/s400/IMAG0096.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's the title I wanted to put very very very very long time ago. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well... Everyday, my life gets better as I walk closer to God. It's good. Really good. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;See that picture? My kaima maid came over to stay until Wednesday. Housechores free!! Still need do a little la... Really feel very blissed, blessed and thankful. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Disciplined my brother likemymom... Sigh. Quite tough, but still have to cane. Maybe I really have patience to learn. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've a lot to learn la... 1. Self control. 2. Discipline. 3. Focus. 4. Patience. 5. Love. 6. Trust. 7. Forgiveness. 8. No ignorance. 9. Others before self. 10. Responsibility. 11. Still have la but off hand can't remember...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Step by step. Don't have to be so bad to myself. Must learn to be nicer to myself. Well.. I just don't really know what to do. All I can think of is to run to my refuge, run to my shelter, surrender it all... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Saturday when I was sleeping, I found myself a boyfriend. Wahaha... He is good all the time, will never ditch me, always and forever love me, willing to give his life for me... I can run to him, I can always seek him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will always think of you, always remember your words in my heart, for they're the best for me. I need not rely on anyone else because you're all I need. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whenever trouble come, I know I can seek you, I know I can wait for you and its always worth while. I never have to be disappointed because you know what's best for me. I love you, you love me. That's how it should be. Yea.. wohoo!!!:D I love my boyfriend. You know he's name is the nicest name ever also! No one else has this name but Him. Wahaha... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thinking like this, I don't need anyone else but Him. He is good all the time, and his love endures forever. Good or what! Yea.... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's why I say I'm blessed. Good or bad. Every situation has two sides. Always look on the bright side. Good doesn't mean have to benefit you. Only when you experience bad times will you learn. So now is a good learning experience for me. Everyday I'm learning &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-768393147198418417?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/768393147198418417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=768393147198418417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/768393147198418417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/768393147198418417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-blessed.html' title='I am blessed.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3HEazDCwOvA/Tu6OPWmeLEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NxBDHQQ_-J0/s72-c/IMAG0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1093236112919186479</id><published>2011-12-16T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:36:00.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My titles are being very random. Or rather, planned by God to be in my head. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seeing miracles. Seeing words appearing even in my game. Time to be awake spiritually. Come on Grace, believe in God and His power. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been playing music the whole day. From piano to guitar to seeing to whistling. That's what I like about my aunt's house. Musical kids she have. They happen to be my cousins who went Thailand for mission trip. So I can hog their piano and guitar and computer. Wahaha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I did a comprehension. Too little. Will do more tomorrow and big club, this place where kids get their homework done. Wonder if they'll be playing because its holidays. If yes, I'll go coffee bean to study:/ must cherish all times. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or maybe I'll go granny's place with my dad. Watch some dramas. Head to church. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank God rayen's fine. Sigh....pray she will be responsive. Feel like praying for that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well was thinking of something else. About the superior and trust mrlim was talking about. Felt a little discourage. But it shouldn't be affecting my mood. Would pray about it tonight though. God, speak to me in my dreams. Goodnight:) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1093236112919186479?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1093236112919186479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1093236112919186479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1093236112919186479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1093236112919186479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-god-for-grace.html' title='Thank God for grace'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3700644401263442278</id><published>2011-12-15T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:24:59.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-snUn8dxNB0w/TumgwvO8KoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Dcxq1Qqx8Pw/s0/IMAG0095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-snUn8dxNB0w/TumgwvO8KoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Dcxq1Qqx8Pw/s400/IMAG0095.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday did some candle holders in city hall with yuling and Joshua. When we were done, a phone call came in and my secret mission began then. I had to give out different phone calls and be likeaboss. Consoling people and askig others for advices. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was both worrying, disappointing and also sad. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Why? I won't say much. Ask me if you want to know. Don't know me? Too bad. Haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that I went for dinner at my aunt's house. It was nice. I thank God for food. It's a great blessing to have such food laid on the table. Really. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stayed overnight there last minute, wearing my brother's shirt, my cousin shorts and Haha. Nice sleep too. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Woke up at 9.45am and my maid told me that the kitchen table was broken by my brothers. Sigh... Feel so ashamed. My brothers stay here for them to take care and now break their table which was like not broken for 18 over years. Haha. Cheeky brothers yea?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that... I started on my homework. Finishing my first essay at last, I think I should focus. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another job came my way, but after talking to yuling, decided to forgo it. Because studies come first. So thanks for the advice. Money is a blessing, God will bless me if I seek His kingdom first. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Heard a calling, will ask my leaders for advice first.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ah.. don't really have time to use Twitter or blog or Facebook now and yes! Jeremy never sms me already. Bye then. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3700644401263442278?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3700644401263442278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3700644401263442278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3700644401263442278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3700644401263442278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-is-good.html' title='God is good'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-snUn8dxNB0w/TumgwvO8KoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Dcxq1Qqx8Pw/s72-c/IMAG0095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5095984089051772325</id><published>2011-12-14T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:25:57.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow its alr midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow its already midnight. Sigh.... Why do I keep checking my phone. Expecting for what? Something?:/ don't expect for anything. Focus on God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grace!!! Wake up la... It's like as if everyone's throwing things at you like feeding pearls to the pigs. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You tell people, always look on the bright side of life. Then why aren't you doing so?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Believe in yourself, have faith. Remember what mrlim say. Or rather what you always tell yourself: what would Jesus do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't get so affected so easily. Don't be so swayed so easily. Don't look down on yourself, God never looked down on you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you think you're a loser, it means you're looking down on God's choice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let people toy with your feelings for all they want, don't be swayed. Focus and stand firm on God's word. Sometimes nice and friendly, else it'll be ugly and dao, ignore and don't give a damn. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Haiz... Will feel sad la, but shouldn't emo, must stabilize emotions. Stay strong and firm! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5095984089051772325?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5095984089051772325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5095984089051772325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5095984089051772325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5095984089051772325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/wow-its-alr-midnight.html' title='Wow its alr midnight'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6567201527118562597</id><published>2011-12-13T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T22:48:33.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevermind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey you know what? Bon voyage. Have a nice trip. My apologies for bugging you and being so pessimistic before you go off. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey. You know what? I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. I'm fine now. Just have baggy eyes now. Hehe. Maybe you think I already forgotten what you said in the afternoon. But its because I thought of what you told me again that I got better. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll make use of the time you're at melacca to recuperate and think. Should be long enough to think. I think. I hope so. I believe so. Okay have a good rest and thanks for advice, entertainment, and encouragement. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bye bye!!:D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6567201527118562597?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6567201527118562597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6567201527118562597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6567201527118562597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6567201527118562597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/nevermind.html' title='Nevermind'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5330413718808926489</id><published>2011-12-12T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:20:39.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eh my birthday coming leh. Treat me leh. Wahaha lolol... Thanks ah. Restaurant ah Hehehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes my birthday coming in 10 days happygurl96:):)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doing homework again Haha &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5330413718808926489?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5330413718808926489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5330413718808926489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5330413718808926489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5330413718808926489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/wahahaha.html' title='Wahahaha'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4906276918372447679</id><published>2011-12-12T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:56:32.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks a lot^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-R1o0nUBT1HQ/TuYIDd5p4oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EqVrqlmS3hU/IMAG0092.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-R1o0nUBT1HQ/TuYIDd5p4oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EqVrqlmS3hU/s400/IMAG0092.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See that picture? See it see it? It's the best meal ever this month. Because my sister cooked it for me. She cooked it. With her hands. She did it. I'm so proud of her. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did half a question of social studies. Oops. Going to finish whole of it today. No matter what man... Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Watching some stupid Chinese drama.. joke drama lol!!! Kk post again later bye &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4906276918372447679?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4906276918372447679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4906276918372447679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4906276918372447679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4906276918372447679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanks-lot.html' title='Thanks a lot^^'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-R1o0nUBT1HQ/TuYIDd5p4oI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EqVrqlmS3hU/s72-c/IMAG0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5755114165223289200</id><published>2011-12-12T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:41:25.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OltPW4BWmlk/TuXMQjm8gbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ywjIrY9Svk/IMAG0091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OltPW4BWmlk/TuXMQjm8gbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ywjIrY9Svk/s400/IMAG0091.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slept from 11.45-10.45..been very long since I slept for that long.. not a bad sleep..quite peaceful:) but I can find my peace in God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to my brother's school to get his books and uniform. Wah the Pe shirt now so nice I want!!! Dry-fit sia... I really want!! Hehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then went home, immediately went to do my quiet time and sent my word. Yes! Then I went to eat claypot rice. Forgot to change out of my home shorts so was like super short:/:/:/ ah well... Haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then I went off to my aunt house to displace my brothers there. Bye guys! See ya all on Wednesday I think Hehe. Went home after that. Well was supposed to go to my friend's house to get books, don't think she'll keep anymore for me... :( Hah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then went home, did housechores... And played those 3 pieces. Sadly. No night study tomorrow because mrlim needs to do some stuff. Maybe rayen and Joshua might just come over to do the cupboards for Christmas carol:) let's hope rayen can make it. Lol..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So played the whole day till 4.45? Then started on my homework, listening to mrlim's advice. Zzz. Need ask dad how to do my homework. Let's hope I can focus now. I want to do well. Shall do work with my dad till midnight tonight. He's suppose to come home around 5. But he's going happy hour with his friend. Wonder if he can even teach me after a tiring day-.- Shall rest awhile again now. Haha.. no la, I'll do whatever I can now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After this, my sister's going to cook dinner for me. Hope I won't get poisoned:P kidding. Remember I said that on my sister's birthday when dad wanted to bring us out for dinner. Now.... No.... Love my family:):):):):):):):):):):):)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay! Today, my faith was kind of tested. Amelia asked me a question. My first reaction was: really meh... I never knew such things. Thinking my knowledge is very deep. I asked my teacher. So okay, he was also kind of shock. So I was like, means shouldn't be like this la.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But it didn't stop there. Questions continued to pop out from him, but I never thought of asking those questions. Then I realised, I'm not precise enough. Not really just that, also I've my doubts and uncertainties as well... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;That shouldn't be the case. Because when something comes, and I just get shaken like this, determines and proves my faith isn't that high. My foundation again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what if I've been a believer since young. That doesn't prove anything. Only goes to show that I've been fooling around when I was young. Which is true. I only went to church to listen to bibleb stories, sing song, and bully my church teachers. Only primary 6 then started playing piano. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But don't live in regrets! Just repent and move on. Repent also must sincerely repent. Because we love God. If you love someone, you wouldn't want to hurt them right?:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So my "aim" is the same. Still want to deepen my relationship with God and maybe take the extra mile to read more of the bible. Not just qt. But extra reading daily. Takes perseverance. I don't want to do lip services... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5755114165223289200?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5755114165223289200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5755114165223289200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5755114165223289200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5755114165223289200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/social-studies_12.html' title='Social studies'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OltPW4BWmlk/TuXMQjm8gbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-ywjIrY9Svk/s72-c/IMAG0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2262307201601069812</id><published>2011-12-11T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T23:03:54.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy already</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Start convo, you dao, never start, say I dao. Think I very childish ah.... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eh... I don't know lei... Feel something different going around here....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's either I'm bring different... Or vice versa. Ah well... No idea... But my focus also not you but God... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#20320;&amp;#24819;&amp;#24590;&amp;#20040;&amp;#26679;&amp;#23601;&amp;#24590;&amp;#20040;&amp;#26679;&amp;#21543;&amp;#65281;&amp;#25105;&amp;#31649;&amp;#19981;&amp;#20102;&amp;#37027;&amp;#20040;&amp;#22810;&amp;#12290;&amp;#12290;&amp;#12290;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just going to do my quiet time, then sleep, then tomorrow I can do my homework. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't start emo, two days already, control is there so far... Angry awhile still found confide in God. Grace &amp;#20320;&amp;#19968;&amp;#23450;&amp;#34892;&amp;#30340;&amp;#65281;&amp;#65281;&amp;#65281;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2262307201601069812?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2262307201601069812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2262307201601069812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2262307201601069812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2262307201601069812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/lazy-already.html' title='Lazy already'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6435183836658190290</id><published>2011-12-11T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:09:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/--q1mwbqSAas/TuS5hhoW7oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/anRpnSKpW60/1323612480358.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/--q1mwbqSAas/TuS5hhoW7oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/anRpnSKpW60/s400/1323612480358.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mummy mummy I love you, you know that I really do. I know that you love me too. So I sing for you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey mom, I miss you. When you coming back. God loved you and He really wants you back. Come back please? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I sent that to my mom. She replied on my sister's phone. My sister keeps messaging her daily last time. Now it became my brother's number. Kids nowadays.. having phones at such a young age. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was suppose to be doing homework, but went to sleep for an hour. Still tired. But I don't know if I should with overnight tonight. Seems like its the only way. Sacrifice my holidays. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dinner wasn't that bad. But it was a sleepy dinner. We left our great granny house seeing my grandma cry, again. Last time when she cried I would tear. Now I just find it irritating. Did I become heartless? Or more sensible. God, pour love into my heart, fill it with you. Ah.. God..... I don't want my heart to be hardened. I want to show my love. Can you talk to me about this?:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went home, played my 3 songs, 2 random songs, and basically used the computer to edit them again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now... I'm just thinking what to do. Housework, or homework. Or sleep!!!:D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6435183836658190290?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6435183836658190290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6435183836658190290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6435183836658190290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6435183836658190290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/--q1mwbqSAas/TuS5hhoW7oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/anRpnSKpW60/s72-c/1323612480358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2449646310948974509</id><published>2011-12-11T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:35:56.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Slept at 2.30. Finished my surprise. Going to print o&lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;ut&lt;/font&gt; then practise can already. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Woke up at 10.30, feeling super tired. Dad early morning scold me, feel super unhappy so I scolded back. Then I just did whatever he told me to do plus more. Just make sure the whole house was neat and tidy. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once I finished bathing, I gave him a hug. Ah... Blissed feeling again. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Took my bath and headed to my great grandma's house after printing my stuff. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ate lunch... Wanted to do some homework. Thought of amaths. But didn't know how to do, so I wait for Tuesday. Hope mrlim will patiently sit down and teach me question by question. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay la, maybe sometimes I lazy to think. But I think I'll need the patient guidance and yea... That would be appreciated:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then I wanted to do English, but looking at it for an hour, I don't know how to do. But nobody willing to sit down and teach me... Sad right... Haiz... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tried doing social studies. But I lost touch of all my homework stuff already. All don't know how to do... Really very horrible. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I leypaking in the room.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2449646310948974509?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2449646310948974509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2449646310948974509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2449646310948974509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2449646310948974509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/aiya.html' title='Aiya...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8383730348773358664</id><published>2011-12-11T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:22:59.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YtWvGsnN5_s/TuOSZ5nhiII/AAAAAAAAAEk/hiOXMxMIrEw/IMAG0089.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YtWvGsnN5_s/TuOSZ5nhiII/AAAAAAAAAEk/hiOXMxMIrEw/s400/IMAG0089.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see a difference in me today. I really do. Thank you God, you changed me.. thanks a lot!!!:):):)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stated day by playing piano pieces as I said, then learnt some new songs. Nice to start my day. Is it my calling back? Will ask God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that went to meet rayen for lunch, then went to play piano again. I then went to had some dress up time again. This time, with rayen's help. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to church JUST on time. Praise and worship was good. I stepped into auditorium with thanksgiving in my heart, with praises in my lips, not emo. It's really a different feeling. Walking in as a child of God. Ah... Blissed. Really blissed. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sermon also focused. Really feel different if you're stable, with your foundation is with God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;On fear, wonder &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;where&lt;/font&gt; my fear is. What kind of fear of God. Really need to refresh myself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that came caroling. Haha not bad, quite fun singing all in Chinese. New challenge. Have to make some cardboards to hold the candles. That's pretty cool, wax free!:P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then rayen pangseh me. I go my mom church everyone don't recognise me because I dress up, look like some adult. Don't really want to be a adult yet. Hehe. Being a kid also not bad. But not for me to choose. For God to decide:D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Squeezed in a car back home. At least got car. Hehe. Did two kicks in tkd. Lame but kick until shiok. Pa! Pa! Hehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Play piano, again. First time sia... After so long. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today got emo anot? Awhile? But inside tell myself to control then got over it already. That's what happened on Tuesday also. But next day emo already. Tsk tsk tsk. Too hyper also can't. Too emo also bad. Must control. With God. Tough, but possible:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okla, must do my stuff already&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8383730348773358664?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8383730348773358664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8383730348773358664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8383730348773358664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8383730348773358664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-day.html' title='Happy day'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YtWvGsnN5_s/TuOSZ5nhiII/AAAAAAAAAEk/hiOXMxMIrEw/s72-c/IMAG0089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5126934270192209180</id><published>2011-12-10T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:46:40.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serve and change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to meet mrlim and rayen for dinner. Eat duck, again. Haha. Not bad, quite worth it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I'm like a boss la:P suddenly appear out of nowhere. Hehe &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went outside TC to leypak, and then I broke rayen's clip, by accident... Sorry rayen. I'll try finding some for you later:P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cell started with ice breakers. Mrlim was suppose to do it, but the girls did it instead. Well... Unfair? Think he should also have stated that like he has prepared games instead of just letting do whatever they want. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But think he also can't do much la... Having more girl than guy leaders. Oh well... It's okay cher!:) Haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we started praise and worship. The song, when I look into your holiness. Was woah. Joyce sung it in the perspective of God: I love you, I love you, the reason I came, is to die for you. And that's why I sing: I worship you, I worship you, the reason I live, is to worship you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need to place my focus on God and worship Him wholeheartedly. The whole world isn't going to be there for me in my time of need. We shouldn't be relying on anyone in the world. Community will help us, but they also have their problems with God. We surely have to pray for each other for when more than 2 gather and pray, God says He will answer prayer:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all ways acknowledge Him and He will make your path straight!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; -God will make my path straight. He will make my path straight. He knows us best. BEST!!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Learnt 4 things also yesterday. Ah... Bliss. Really feel very bliss today. I just want to thank God that he chose me. Really.:) without Him, I'm not who I am today. Yes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Parents. How do you know you love them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Honestly, I don't know. But I really appreciate what they did to me the past 14 years 11months and few days. Hahaha. Maths fail sorry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;They cook for me, play with me, feed me, go out with me, teach me my homework, discipline me, brought me up to who I am today. Well... Many things happened, I shall not say here.. but I became a rebellious kid. From a good and nice girl, listening to my teachers, not sleeping. I became a rebellious, naughty, disobedient, sleeping in class kid. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Perhaps due to my fatigueness. Or maybe not. But in any sense, I should run back to my cross, repent and even just listen to my God. I don't feel condemned. For I know my God forgives. But I'll change for the better and not for the worst. Yesterday evening was a little bit better. In the mrt, over dinner, cell and everything. Thanks God:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know now I can change anytime. It doesn't have to be a new day. It can be anytime!:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Service. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Surely I've a lot of opportunities for me to serve and learn. Definitely. Because I've been hugely blessed by.the Lord. I've been to Osl, obs, I've.such problems at home. Maybe I'll not call them problems. I'll say: its a blessing for these to happen. I learnt much from it. But still.. I can control my emotions more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've lots of opportunities. But doing so much, within those few weeks, perhaps there's a slight change here and there. But after awhile I'm hot on fire, then I become cold again. Or rather lukewarm. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the bible, God says that whoever that is lukewarm, neither hot nor cold. He will spit us out. He will spit us out. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't want... I want to be in the kingdom of God. Where I know I'm safe in God's arms. He will be there to protect me. Yes!:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Grace of God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;A small portion, but even more because my name is Grace. God's grace is a undeserved gift. We don't deserve it. But God gave it to us. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;We deserve to go to hell, for we sinned, and we fell short of God's glory. For we sin, and God is sinless, we are seperated from God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But because of His grace, we are saved. By His grace we're saved and we're redeemed by His love. Praise God!!:) hallelueh:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. This is what rayen taught me. Mrlim still haven't properly talk to me about this. All the rest briefly talk already. Still left this one. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So when we talk about it then I'll restate this point. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;For now, I'll have magee, then play piano, then eat lunch, then do homework. Ok. Bb:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5126934270192209180?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5126934270192209180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5126934270192209180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5126934270192209180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5126934270192209180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/serve-and-change.html' title='Serve and change!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2210266767982378356</id><published>2011-12-09T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:31:59.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;17 stops away from my destination.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sorry no cure I know. But better say than never. Counting stops to my destination is tiring, requires me to be fully focused. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just like walking with God, keep our eyes on the destination and we will be focused on God. Looking at other distractions like phones, temptations or human makes you lose sight of where you're going. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Osl theme: focus on every little thing! Am I focusing? Mr Ho did say, we tend to want to multi task, but then we can't focus this way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don't be affected by small cock ups. Persevere. Tahan!!! Heheh. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;13 days. Then I become mature kid. Comeon, behave like one. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next year take o level somemore!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2210266767982378356?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2210266767982378356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2210266767982378356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2210266767982378356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2210266767982378356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/k.html' title='k.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1338867331565758786</id><published>2011-12-09T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:38:26.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont know how do amaths:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Play piano, do homework, play piano, do homework, just like last time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now don't know how to do amaths already, must ask teacher or friends already. Wahaha... Did 8 questions. Still left 15 questions. So long... Haiz... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still got this amount of homework, wonder when it'll ever be done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless me okay? 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Was at bb mac studying. Then went Councilling. Thanks to map, I managed to find my way there. Hehe. Block 404. Wahaha so proud of myself:P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Councilling was.... Not bad. But one thing I didn't like was don't think she's a Christian. She kept giving me advices which isn't Godly. Prefer the previous one, Hehe. Like people always say... You won't know how to treasure something or someone until you lose them. Therefore, I shall not complain and just be thankful for what I have. (Raining, grass dirty, make my leg dirty, don't like...:P)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But now about the good points &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;o&lt;/font&gt;f today's Councilling. I'm thankful she put in her true emotions. Well I talk to her like a new friend. Cracking some humour eggs inside our conversation. Laughing here and there, saying my usual singlish... Haha. Well, I must say I'm happy still:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;But if godly advices are added into it, I think I'll look forward to our conversations in future. Well, court review's on my birthday, 22nd December, and its just 2 weeks away. Sadly. I did say I might want to go to the review although its not required of me... But I want to go to see my mom. She asked me why, I said I'm not sure. Indeed, I'm not sure. Isit just like any drama, go and see that you're fine, or because I really miss you. But what's the point. Shall ask God on that. Hey God! I shall volunteer to say grace today!!!!:):):):)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ah... I'm so thankful for you to place me in a Christian family, and to place me in Bukit View to have such a good teacher to happen to be a Christian also and even willing to council and talk to me. Haiz. We have ups and downs, but I'm still thankful for each day. Thanks God!:D you're always good, so I should be quick to forgive and slow to anger. Implant discipline and control in me, that's what I need the most now. Thanks a lot.^^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Think today's the longest post this month? Hehe. Ah who cares... Stalkers will enjoy reading. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well I guess I was right, you can't do it for too long. Just two days you abit Sian already. Perhaps... Perhaps. Yes Arsernal is good. Yes yes.... :/ ha. Don't complain grapey:) be thankful:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going home now to cook dinner, they sure late one so I'll still be on time. Shall take picture later okay!! 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Was suppose to go for Councilling at 3 at yew tee but at 2.50 was still at bb mac. Went there for lunch with sister and Venice as well as vanessa. Pris too lazy to come. Stupid girl. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Facebook got what news ah? Arsernal in champions ah.. huh really uh? Why I like never see ah... Haha just kidding.... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay gotta run &lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;f&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4545346272317884806?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4545346272317884806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4545346272317884806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4545346272317884806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4545346272317884806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/hehe-oops.html' title='Hehe oops'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1839589698504831947</id><published>2011-12-08T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:17:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er... good luck?:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-u_uGLz6ifLw/TuAeQkehqnI/AAAAAAAAADg/A6rP6paqln4/1323310631032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-u_uGLz6ifLw/TuAeQkehqnI/AAAAAAAAADg/A6rP6paqln4/s400/1323310631032.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the huh game ended with a :-P and a no reply from me. Yes. Haha. Okay, doing maths in the morning is quite a good start, but hey! Isn't the best start with God's word? Hehe. Will read on the bus later. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going to meet Venice and Pris later. I think Vanessa too. Wow long time since we 4 ate together. Forgiveness is good. But don't take it for granted. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday I was watching this video online by Tim Conway. Well... Not bad, just that some things still question mark in me. Should start reading my bible more often apart from quiet time to know what God wants to tell me. Thanks God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1839589698504831947?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1839589698504831947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1839589698504831947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1839589698504831947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1839589698504831947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/er-good-luck.html' title='Er... good luck?:)'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-u_uGLz6ifLw/TuAeQkehqnI/AAAAAAAAADg/A6rP6paqln4/s72-c/1323310631032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4596219038397377127</id><published>2011-12-08T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:02:43.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh u suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;At first make me so happy and hyper. Then become dao and all huh huh huh. Stupid grape control your emotion la. Do what's right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4596219038397377127?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4596219038397377127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4596219038397377127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4596219038397377127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4596219038397377127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/ugh-u-suck.html' title='ugh u suck'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8880243631435804061</id><published>2011-12-07T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:25:17.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nice irritating game ah. Huh huh huh. Everything also huh huh huh. Only know how to huh huh huh. Go and huh your ugh!! Nevermind. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chill grace chill... Chill... Be calm... Stay calm.. chill... Yes... Chill... Control. Zzz I like pampering myself like a kid. Haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mee goreng after magee. Wah full to the max!!:):) happygurl96^^ Wahaha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still left a few questions for emaths and yes! I'm done! For emaths. 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But was so hungry that I ate this instead. Don't worry. I still have my hokkien Mee. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ate this because my sister was suppose to buy me dinner. Waiting for an hour and she.just got onto the bus. Wow. Think she come back I die already lor... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;And..... My last meal was breakfast because I had prayer fast remember? Hehe. Enjoy my meal:&lt;font color ="#000000"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1563515430164770114?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1563515430164770114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1563515430164770114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1563515430164770114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1563515430164770114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/hungry.html' title='hungry!!!!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8990854175564172162</id><published>2011-12-07T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:32:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quartiles and percentiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JRGM0aEhmU0/Tt9Axk9lA4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KZWUyRe88ww/1323253513993.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JRGM0aEhmU0/Tt9Axk9lA4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KZWUyRe88ww/s400/1323253513993.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well as from my title, surely I was doing maths. Stucked on this chapter. Worst chapter for me:/ that's just emaths. I think I need to do major revision this December.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;How much time do I have left? Very very little:/ need to start collating all my stuffs. From primary school. Saw my brother's science paper and concluded that my basic science cmi:( I didn't work hard for science in Psle. I got a B. Maths A*, but now dropping already, that's bad... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ah well... Before that was pmsing over dad.. and now abit better. But I don't like one thing. Taking money from you. Thanks for the help. But I don't need that much money. Yes, I know you want to help, but I just don't like taking money from people. Feel like I owe them. Don't worry, you lent me $40 before. I remembered. That was my starting money for my savings. Haha. I still owe you $5 for quiet time book. Oops. Must remember to pay off all my debts. Thanks for smsing anyways... Don't know if is to please me or what. I still appreciate and I say thanks:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yea... 22nd December is coming. Oops.. its just a normal day... Still have cca... Hahaha. Sekali kena taupok:P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8990854175564172162?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8990854175564172162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8990854175564172162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8990854175564172162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8990854175564172162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/quartiles-and-percentiles.html' title='quartiles and percentiles'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JRGM0aEhmU0/Tt9Axk9lA4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KZWUyRe88ww/s72-c/1323253513993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4627235667932677975</id><published>2011-12-07T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:59:35.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walao eh magee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stupid la seriously.&amp;#160;last night went to bed at 12.30. Then insomnia until 2am cannot sleep. Keep thinking of temple run and stuff that happened that day, then keep singing songs of praises and all. After that... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sleep then wake up at 8 to go to school. Sent word again. Replacing kenny. Sigh, hope they'll come back. And maybe someone will tell me what happen, but if don't and can't then Nevermind, understandable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to school on time, and slacked and did some decoration of our notice board. Hmmm.... Okay, not bad quite nice. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ask my father shuddup and stop barking can.. stupid piece of shit. Come home all he know how to do is pms and scold people. One of a kind man... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ugh! Forget it, be quick to forgive and slow to anger. Must relax, breathe in, breathe out. Haiz.... Seriously don't know what the heck is wrong with him la. He stress we not stress meh, treat us like maid only. You hot tempered! I hot tempered! You more hot tempered than me ah!!!:/:/:/:/:/:/ chicken nugget.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did prayer fast for lunch for 50mins. Surely I can put in more effort in my relationship with God... Shouldn't be so angry on impulse la... Haiz... 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Well whole day was okay...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Morning blues? Nah... It's morning Grace and tuesday is green. So I'm.wearing green today. Wahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm late to meet the Lims. Suppose to meet at 6. Think I'll reach there by 6.30.. Hehe sorry guys.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Early morning change bedsheets.. sadlife96 dad come home only know how to scold people. Really very sad..scold me for what. &amp;#22909;&amp;#24515;&amp;#27809;&amp;#22909;&amp;#25253;. Ah well...its okay. Like what my friend said: everyone's stress. Is just who wants to accept the stress and who doesn't. I decided to rebel. Oops. RebelliousKid96 Wahaha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay. Then I went to eat my lunch. Magee Mee. Yipee! Long time since I ate that. Then came a bad left headache..was it because I emo too much? I beg to differ... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent word again. Happygurl96. Woah.. what a fluctuating mood. That's pretty bad... Must learn to control emotions. I asked amelia how she was and Haha,.she's still amelia, anxious over homework:) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then I went to sleep. Slept till my dad came back and I quarrel with him again. Well I had to hang the clothes. But I was too lazy to do it. Haiz... Sorry dad. He got my Vietnam letter. Woots!! Hope it read it and not chucked it to one side. I read my own letter. And out of the few things I wrote there, I only did one. Sigh... Shall not giveup and accomplish the rest in Singapore. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have faith in yourself. Don't giveup!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-380687454499053718?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/380687454499053718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=380687454499053718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/380687454499053718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/380687454499053718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-centrepoint.html' title='where&amp;#39;s centrepoint.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3783390178293942107</id><published>2011-12-05T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T17:52:10.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amath....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-03ZwU7zqn14/TtyURpE83dI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XgTxh2NLWBk/1323078695183.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-03ZwU7zqn14/TtyURpE83dI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XgTxh2NLWBk/s400/1323078695183.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today... Wake up at 10.30. Quite happy, can sleep so long. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Washed up and waited for two people who are forever late to study. So we had lunch, leypak, go downstairs buy food, leypak, and till 4.30? I did 6 Amath questions. Okla, not bad already, I finally decided to touch Amath. Still left all the rest except a set of Emath. Done halfway of another Emath and left 4-5 pages of English? Woots!:P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's all. Life today quite boring. But I'm happy that today I sent quiet time. Got remembered of sins of ommision and commision. Ommision: something we need to do but didn't. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Commision: something we.shouldn't do but we did. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well although sins are classified as such, the punishment is still the same, that we should still repent, go to the cross and always remember, that however big the sin is. It's still a sin. Ask God for forgiveness daily. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I'm currently on the bus with my sister and my dad going to my aunt aka godma house for dinner. Boy she cooks good alright:) chow!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cute bag right! Hehe I know la... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3783390178293942107?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3783390178293942107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3783390178293942107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3783390178293942107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3783390178293942107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/amath.html' title='Amath....'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-03ZwU7zqn14/TtyURpE83dI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XgTxh2NLWBk/s72-c/1323078695183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1169543156615698543</id><published>2011-12-04T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:28:33.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jbpZHtIkANY/Tts9NH2k45I/AAAAAAAAACg/Bwil6tHevdE/1322990777384.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jbpZHtIkANY/Tts9NH2k45I/AAAAAAAAACg/Bwil6tHevdE/s400/1322990777384.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IfLOHD5XD8s/Tts9OAh1hfI/AAAAAAAAACo/9uFT3bcHcuY/1322990805107.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IfLOHD5XD8s/Tts9OAh1hfI/AAAAAAAAACo/9uFT3bcHcuY/s400/1322990805107.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W1BO6kZLsCM/Tts9PostvXI/AAAAAAAAACw/1o8z0NfqkgQ/1322990827230.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W1BO6kZLsCM/Tts9PostvXI/AAAAAAAAACw/1o8z0NfqkgQ/s400/1322990827230.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam wants me to take pictures!!:P Awww man.... This dude is cute but vulgar... He pointed middle finger:/ scold vulgarities:/ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1169543156615698543?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1169543156615698543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1169543156615698543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1169543156615698543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1169543156615698543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jbpZHtIkANY/Tts9NH2k45I/AAAAAAAAACg/Bwil6tHevdE/s72-c/1322990777384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4101586780357666972</id><published>2011-12-01T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:11:45.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why feel this way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well... Have been busy the whole day. Did house chores in the morning. Had prayer fast, went for cca, had dinner, helped my friend with some girl, and now I'm home watching white chicks. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Prayer fast wasn't that bad. Idk if I slept or dreamt for 20mins. In any sense, looking forward to that daily:) It's a nice talk to God. Very nice. Like as if I already got closer to Him. Yay!!:D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cca was irritating. Kids. All so disrespectful. We're talking to them and they just ignore us, talking amongst themselves. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I'm just frustrated. Fine maybe its my fault. But you totally don't trust me anymore. I didn't spit a word u said at all. Almost did, but something stopped me. Thank you God. All things are from you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You just accuse me like that. Fine! I call you materialistic. Ok! I'm sorry! Maybe I just don't even know the meaning of the word. Maybe I'm just frustrated. But why does it bother you so much!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ugh!! Pissed man... Ok. Thinking what would Jesus do, He definitely wouldn't flare like how I did... He definitely wouldn't be so rude... Besides, he's older, should respect. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But even if I apologise, it ain't gonna work at all... Once trust is lost, its lost. It can't be gained back so easily. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Looks like I'm gonna sleep angrily again, like last night. But peacefully perhaps, comeon God, lemme think of you. I know you'll always be there for me. Maybe I've gone overboard. Or maybe I'm just too agitated. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Goodnight then.. 21 more days:D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4101586780357666972?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4101586780357666972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4101586780357666972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4101586780357666972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4101586780357666972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-feel-this-way.html' title='why feel this way...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7330278302468130668</id><published>2011-11-30T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:14:19.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okcan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Slept for 9hrs? Quite peaceful. Happy sleep because it was kind of problems free. All my problems were given to God that's why:D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good no one really reads my blog, because I've not been posting for ages. So its like my personal diary:P &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well my friend apologised for being so childish and leaving me behind. Stupid person. He and rayen also okay already so good also. Haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Think I shouldn't get jealous over them. Waste my time getting frustrated and emo and all. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Comeon Grace! Just be yourself with them. Leave them some quiet time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7330278302468130668?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7330278302468130668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7330278302468130668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7330278302468130668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7330278302468130668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/11/okcan.html' title='Okcan'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3843095003359961498</id><published>2011-11-29T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:35:37.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Started of saying I hate you to my sis, kind of feel guilty now...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;What's next? Went shopping and got some stuff from Far East as well as Bugis. Spent quite reasonably for a dress, belt and a shirt, don't know how to spell the design. Hehe:P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh!! I stalked my blog and realised how emo I was last time, now still the same, never change, which is bad. Wanted to change after going to Osl. But seems like not much change. Well, better than no change. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then I went to meet Rayen and a friend, was a little down. Shall say why now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a call from my sister's friend saying she saw my mother and she was shocked when she saw my mom. My mom was also shocked. That caught me down for awhile, well who won't miss their mom? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now is more of heart break ah God.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Save me!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need your help, I really don't know what to do. I really feel like I'm some jerk and some person that thinks only for myself. Sigh... People know me so well without me telling them. Gossips. Think I'll have to stop gossiping, since I don't like people to gossip about me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next, my emotions are in extremes. Either I'm super hyper irritating and crazy, laughing, being cheerful and all....&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Or I'm super emo irritating and anti-social, crying, being upset and all...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's all in opposites. God, I can't control my emotions. I'm afriad, for my O levels, my studies, my homework, my family, friendship, relationships with people. Many have been broken because of my attitude and emotions already. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't want to lose more. I don't even know if an Sms now would help. Seems helpless and useless. Irritating and annoying only. What to do? I don't know. I've like a split personality. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Infront of my friends I'm hyper jumpy and all, but infront of certain people, I just become moody, jealous and all. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;This shouldn't be the way right? Any help? I'm really in a dilemma, like in my wits end. Am I just seeking attention? Or am I really emotionally attached to you? Or is it both? God!!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I only cry out to you when I need you, that sucks. It shouldn't be that way. I think I hear you crying. Because you're disappointed in me. Father, please forgive me. I don't want to walk the unrighteous path. The path which leads me to nowhere. I don't want to walk around aimlessly. To have no focus at all. I don't want. I really don't want. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm just feeling abandoned, because my shelter isn't in you, my trust isn't in you, my faith is bringing me nowhere. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please forgive me, I repent. I keep saying I don't know what to do. But all I got to do is to give up and place my trust emotions thoughts and everything to you!:') God I know you hear me. I know you can see. Save me away from this. I surrender to you, I give you my life. Overtake it and lead me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3843095003359961498?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3843095003359961498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3843095003359961498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3843095003359961498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3843095003359961498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/11/ugh-what-day.html' title='ugh what a day'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8709111012110666092</id><published>2011-11-29T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:00:45.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Guess I'll be blogging a little more now... On my phone that is... Yesterday was a good day. I totally relied on God and rebuked thoughts about someone I shouldn't be relying on so much. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you God for being there for me when I need you. Hope things will be like that all the time. Sigh... God, hear my cries... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8709111012110666092?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8709111012110666092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8709111012110666092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8709111012110666092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8709111012110666092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-no-blog.html' title='long time no blog'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6330978172654090343</id><published>2011-08-09T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:05:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisses me off</title><content type='html'>Who say I can't live without you.&lt;div&gt;Why I even talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya, nevermind. Talk so much also pointless la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get out of my life or help me to the fullest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6330978172654090343?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6330978172654090343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6330978172654090343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6330978172654090343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6330978172654090343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/08/pisses-me-off.html' title='Pisses me off'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2215586770854228302</id><published>2011-07-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:37:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be thanksful for a heart</title><content type='html'>Today I dissected a sheep's heart.&lt;div&gt;I dissected it beautifully. Think I followed my grandfather's traits of a butcher:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. So many things twirling in my mind that I don't even know what I am thinking, what is right, what is wrong, what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so early and I only have tests to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, already lazy to blog. bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2215586770854228302?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2215586770854228302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2215586770854228302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2215586770854228302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2215586770854228302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-thanksful-for-heart.html' title='Be thanksful for a heart'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-972311723974125038</id><published>2011-07-17T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:35:53.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Yuling (:</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to watch a magic show at Esplanade. It was the best magic show ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Race car popping out, levitation, disappearing, transformation, etc etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad tickets no more lo... HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home by myself and reached home before midnight!! YAY!!! HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which I slept at 1.30 and woke up at 9.45. Sorry, I early riser. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt super better and was like yesh! It's a new day, let's be joyful!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lazy post already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-972311723974125038?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/972311723974125038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=972311723974125038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/972311723974125038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/972311723974125038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/thank-you-yuling.html' title='Thank you Yuling (:'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2754339315392516916</id><published>2011-07-17T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T00:26:27.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptations</title><content type='html'>All of us definitely have temptations. From friends, teachers, parents, and worst, the DEVIL!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are we ever going to overcome all these temptations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have the urge to scold someone, flare up, burst into flames, say colourful languages, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we have the self-control within us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we want to be the one that God wants us to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we striving towards it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I'm stuck in a circle and unless I get out of this circle, I can never go anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to let go of the past hurts, pains, disappointments people like my friends give me and forgive them and myself, for God has already forgave, and release all the pain and anger within me, let go, and continue my life cheerfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, wanna sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2754339315392516916?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2754339315392516916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2754339315392516916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2754339315392516916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2754339315392516916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/temptations.html' title='Temptations'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5235172987225805387</id><published>2011-07-13T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:14:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel D today</title><content type='html'>I feel Disturbed. Distracted. Dreamy. Dying. Depressed. Disappointed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things happened and I just can't know where to begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have friend problems, in which I pray that it will be resolved as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have money issues, saving for the rainy days and not spending anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have family issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shoe is spoilt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for me to rant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry dude, I don't love you, I never did and I never will. Don't worry. Be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get my focus right. I already never SMS you, well, thanks for asking how I am, appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are busy please say so and don't talk for the sake of talking, I don't like that. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I'm just pretty upset with my day. Thanks for the minimal help you gave me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well piece of advice: if you are not in that right mind, need not start the talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only going to give me and you conflict, which is pretty tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know sometimes I just want some time to be with you and help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just hope you can give me some time to know you and talk to you and help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just need time to change out of my old habit, I just hope you guys understand what I am trying to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For I have sinned against you and I do not know what I am and what is my stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have done great things for but I claim no credit, for I am a sinner and just a vessel you work through me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give all my life to you, surrendering it and giving it up to you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know that you are God and you reign over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know that I can confide in you and you will forever be there for me whenever I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I am thinking inside out, not any human nor any man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what my future is and what I will become when I follow your ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help me remember that you are the one that can only save me and the only one that can help me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me have a good rest and not think of anything or anyone. Thank you God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5235172987225805387?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5235172987225805387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5235172987225805387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5235172987225805387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5235172987225805387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-feel-d-today.html' title='I feel D today'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2893596570888761147</id><published>2011-07-10T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:25:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I have a million dollars</title><content type='html'>When I have money, I anyhow spend.&lt;div&gt;Now that I don't have money, I don't dare to spend and rather starve than eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't have much money now. That is the most sad thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope God will bless me with the money that I have and that I can live with this amount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People don't want to tell me things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it because they don't trust me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2893596570888761147?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2893596570888761147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2893596570888761147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2893596570888761147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2893596570888761147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-have-million-dollars.html' title='If I have a million dollars'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4856601599871761634</id><published>2011-07-10T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:07:11.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the necky</title><content type='html'>Sorry. I am a pain in the neck.&lt;div&gt;Just seriously ignore me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That will be best for you, but not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep disappointing you, it's not right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel like I shouldn't be doing this, but I keep doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my emo self again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAIZ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for making you feel bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel that I'm forcing you to do many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you also force me to say many things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope you WILL NOT read this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past 2 hours, all we did was clear things up, and I feel a little better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sorry. I really feel like my life was saved by your nicenest, but now I turn to be a ungreatful person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4856601599871761634?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4856601599871761634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4856601599871761634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4856601599871761634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4856601599871761634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pain-in-necky.html' title='Pain in the necky'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8451777318487426858</id><published>2011-07-09T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:25:57.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wokay</title><content type='html'>ASSUME&lt;div&gt;Don't make an ASS out of U and ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what you intend to do and what you are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe I'm just too sensitive as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't blame each other and myself anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop the nonsense and foolishness here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I hope I can be fine soon... haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8451777318487426858?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8451777318487426858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8451777318487426858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8451777318487426858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8451777318487426858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/wokay.html' title='Wokay'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1363680192017916875</id><published>2011-07-09T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:53:09.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry. I'm just who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when I'm emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 8 July&lt;/div&gt;Hello. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I am not learning anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep repeating the same mistakes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my pride is still there and I am not changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am to change others and work for the Lord, but I myself is not doing anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I understand the true meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I learn the real definition of life and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I start talking to the Lord more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel I am not doing enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it's not by works that we are saved. For we are saved not by works but for works. But I just think I'm still stubborn huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very fickle minded I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One moment I'm happy. The next thing I know, I am unhappy, stress and emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help, I need help, I need help, I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want love, I want love, I want love, I want love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want care, I want care, I want care, I want care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people are just busier that another day. But I just feel they neglect me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people do not listen to what I say, they just had their own advice and thinking, ignoring what I want to tell them and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people just acknowledge you without knowing you are hurt by their actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people just need a little chat and a little talk on the phone, but no one is there for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I juts want to talk, be more natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps now I really know, NO one can always be there, helping, serving, loving, caring for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps sometimes people misunderstand the intentions of others and make another party feel upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this matter has been stucked in me since a long time. In some occasions, I just cover it up, and move on in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WELL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope assumptions will stop occurring between us and sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I keep saying wait, give me time, sorry etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hope people will start trusting me in what I say and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your trust, I need your help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to make you unhappy/irritated/pissed/troubled. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that was me like yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I carried on today, with a bigger n biggest scolding and ignorance. Oh well... I deserve it perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I ought to think and reflect on my own actions before I go and judge people and make them feel like they are a jerk, making me feel self pitiful and sad and little and helpless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I ought to change in my attitude and I ought to change in my behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for me to reflect on my own actions and not others as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for me to know that I'm also at fault and not the other party that is at fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the bad, evil, naughty, cunning, worst person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make people feel bad about me, and I make people look like a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that person is probably having some problems with the phone and probably I just hope that all accusations and assumption and misunderstanding will cease fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1363680192017916875?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1363680192017916875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1363680192017916875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1363680192017916875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1363680192017916875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/sorry-im-just-who-i-am_09.html' title='Sorry. I&apos;m just who I am'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8727291881524035968</id><published>2011-07-09T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:48:42.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry. I'm just who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when I'm emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 8 July&lt;/div&gt;Hello. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I am not learning anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep repeating the same mistakes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my pride is still there and I am not changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am to change others and work for the Lord, but I myself is not doing anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I understand the true meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I learn the real definition of life and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I start talking to the Lord more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel I am not doing enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it's not by works that we are saved. For we are saved not by works but for works. But I just think I'm still stubborn huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very fickle minded I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One moment I'm happy. The next thing I know, I am unhappy, stress and emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help, I need help, I need help, I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want love, I want love, I want love, I want love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want care, I want care, I want care, I want care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people are just busier that another day. But I just feel they neglect me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people do not listen to what I say, they just had their own advice and thinking, ignoring what I want to tell them and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people just acknowledge you without knowing you are hurt by their actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people just need a little chat and a little talk on the phone, but no one is there for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I juts want to talk, be more natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps now I really know, NO one can always be there, helping, serving, loving, caring for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps sometimes people misunderstand the intentions of others and make another party feel upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this matter has been stucked in me since a long time. In some occasions, I just cover it up, and move on in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WELL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope assumptions will stop occurring between us and sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I keep saying wait, give me time, sorry etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hope people will start trusting me in what I say and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your trust, I need your help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to make you unhappy/irritated/pissed/troubled. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that was me like yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I carried on today, with a bigger n biggest scolding and ignorance. Oh well... I deserve it perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I ought to think and reflect on my own actions before I go and judge people and make them feel like they are a jerk, making me feel self pitiful and sad and little and helpless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I ought to change in my attitude and I ought to change in my behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for me to reflect on my own actions and not others as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for me to know that I'm also at fault and not the other party that is at fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the bad, evil, naughty, cunning, worst person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make people feel bad about me, and I make people look like a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that person is probably having some problems with the phone and probably I just hope that all accusations and assumption and misunderstanding will cease fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8727291881524035968?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8727291881524035968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8727291881524035968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8727291881524035968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8727291881524035968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/07/sorry-im-just-who-i-am.html' title='Sorry. I&apos;m just who I am'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-852552833976771745</id><published>2011-06-29T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:23:08.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School reopened</title><content type='html'>Third day of school reopen and I'm already coming home past 8pm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got tons of stuff up for me and I once I slack, no turning back, no longer can I catch up back easily again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to buck up man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-852552833976771745?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/852552833976771745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=852552833976771745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/852552833976771745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/852552833976771745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/school-reopened.html' title='School reopened'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3869760717157624931</id><published>2011-06-26T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:10:55.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever alone:)</title><content type='html'>Today I hardly SMSed you.&lt;div&gt;Both of us are busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not talking much today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should lower down my expectations on you yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never-mind, let's not talk about sad things. Let's talk about happy things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't think there's a lot of happy things to talk about today.. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will just lower down my expectations on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're not talking as much as last time already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason why we're not talking so much is undefined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel we got to both give in, I got to give in more though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still have homework not completed and I'm playing. oh dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3869760717157624931?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3869760717157624931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3869760717157624931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3869760717157624931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3869760717157624931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/forever-alone.html' title='Forever alone:)'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-683323856505974538</id><published>2011-06-25T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:30:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have the right Focus and Perspective.</title><content type='html'>Am I thinking too much?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are we talking this way, why are we behaving this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-683323856505974538?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/683323856505974538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=683323856505974538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/683323856505974538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/683323856505974538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-right-focus-and-perspective.html' title='Have the right Focus and Perspective.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-808065953969619147</id><published>2011-06-24T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T22:43:39.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second option</title><content type='html'>Looking at Chinese homework makes me want to puke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I woke up late. I was messaging someone on the phone and I was just disappointed in the conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now whenever I talk to him, it's like fruitless. Until problems surface then it becomes more fruitful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think next time when I've no problems I'll not message him already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wait and see if he will have the initiative to message me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough is enough you know. People have limits, they have boundaries, they can help you until that certain extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know yours has reached the limit, is it time for me to fly on my own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your care and concern. But I think I'm the one entertaining myself with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you tried, I didn't say I can't feel it, it's just that I need to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I'm living with higher expectations again. Maybe I should lower it down and show more understanding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time passes, I feel like now I message him out of care? Don't know how to say man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT YOU STILL OWE ME ICE CREAM!!!!:D I owe you money too :D HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to people who only entertain me is boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to people who treats you as a substitute for someone else is irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to people who don't talk unless you talk is idiotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to people who don't appreciate you is humorous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's k. I'm k. Thanks for asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-808065953969619147?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/808065953969619147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=808065953969619147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/808065953969619147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/808065953969619147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-option.html' title='Second option'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7231580398409981336</id><published>2011-06-23T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:26:13.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accusations cleared?</title><content type='html'>Today I went for CCA early in the morning. I had Macs for breakfast. Yay. HEHEH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw my teacher that owes me one dollar so I went up to the office to take it from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Mr Lim when I went up, and I talked to myself, I don't want to see you faster go away quick go away, I don't want to see your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my teacher also say ya ya don't want see you also, why you said that anyway? Then I say long story don't want to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she gave me many coins for my one dollar man!! Best (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went downstairs and continued my slacking CCA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw Mr Lim again then they all start disturbing me. Ah well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEVERMIND, don't wanna talk about it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7231580398409981336?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7231580398409981336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7231580398409981336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7231580398409981336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7231580398409981336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/accusations-cleared.html' title='Accusations cleared?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1890011510841249182</id><published>2011-06-22T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T00:04:33.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to move on.</title><content type='html'>I think it's time for me to continue my life without you.&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for me to move on and go ahead with my walk with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hearing things that I don't want to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm disgusted and I'm really disappointed in myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just forget about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just stop talking to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just take things step by step and slowly let myself go and we can go our own paths?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just stop crying for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's forget about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not take things slowly and break immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just be teacher and student, church friends, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing else will make it better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing else will make it change now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing else will make a difference now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing else will be good if you don't give up now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a hold of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get rid of things that are holding you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get things that you feel comfortable but sad in be gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get rid of those things!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got rid of mine, I know what's wrong with me, I know what I'm suppose to do and I do according to what the Lord has in plan for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether it is comfortable or whether it isn't, if it isn't meant to be, don't let it be, let go and forget about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past is gone, it will never come back, no point talking and arguing with people stating about the things that we all did last time, the things that we all said last time, it's pointless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look towards the future, get a hold of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a matter of if you can bear to leave that person or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a knife. If you just chop off the arm, it will hurt at the start and later it will be gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you leave it there untouched and just continue to leave it there, the pain will never be gone and it will be worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just forgetting about someone is hard at the start, as it slowly goes away, you will slowly feel less hurt by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still holding on to something you want to forget is going to hurt you even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to sleep now. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1890011510841249182?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1890011510841249182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1890011510841249182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1890011510841249182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1890011510841249182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6971841254520033755</id><published>2011-06-21T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:50:19.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Split Personality</title><content type='html'>People especially guys have split personality.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In front of people like girls, they want to act nice and all, they want to be nice and everything, sound so gentlemen and sound so nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In front of their friends and buddies, they want to sound so mucho and sound so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my this friend ok la not bad listen to me. HEHEH.&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/6724299057869045845-6971841254520033755?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6971841254520033755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6971841254520033755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6971841254520033755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6971841254520033755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/split-personality.html' title='Split Personality'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4191392675197563128</id><published>2011-06-21T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:26:59.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed up again.</title><content type='html'>Stress? Go run. It seriously works. Don't have to bother how long you take or how many times you walked, just go run. Seriously just go and run, it is the best way to relieve stress. Can train for NAPFA test also:P HEHEH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many problems settled in the night, feel so relieved now. I want to go do homework already. Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4191392675197563128?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4191392675197563128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4191392675197563128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4191392675197563128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4191392675197563128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/stressed-up-again.html' title='Stressed up again.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3385182995411341233</id><published>2011-06-21T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:57:39.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice</title><content type='html'>My dad is sleeping behind me I'm talking to my friend on the com. Haha so cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3385182995411341233?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3385182995411341233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3385182995411341233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3385182995411341233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3385182995411341233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/nice.html' title='nice'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-569501887722586485</id><published>2011-06-20T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T20:52:21.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed!!!</title><content type='html'>Ah!! I just feel like going downstairs and run and run and run!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I feeling like how I was feeling before I went to OBS?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now at yew tee mac. Feel like just going downstairs and run and run and run and run to release stress!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-569501887722586485?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/569501887722586485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=569501887722586485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/569501887722586485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/569501887722586485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/stressed.html' title='Stressed!!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7092987250948667007</id><published>2011-06-20T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:48:56.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I wake up at 6.45am.&lt;div&gt;Today I go and eat macdonalds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My NPCC belt spoiled and I went to take a lousy one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for CCA with a bad tummy ache and went for lunch at mac again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to sch and study then my fun begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to band CCA and started torturing them with our super pro NPCC skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went home, and I went to bath and rest for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm going to Yew Tee to do homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boring right? Bye:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7092987250948667007?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7092987250948667007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7092987250948667007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7092987250948667007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7092987250948667007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/boring.html' title='BORING!!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4329433886810143833</id><published>2011-06-19T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T13:27:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run like an ape!</title><content type='html'>I just came back from OBS on Friday and I had super a lot of fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 was tiring and boring. We weren't that bonded yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at night, we all became bonded and became super super hyper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They started disturbing me and calling me nicknames as I was the youngest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was so unfair! HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 we went for abseiling and packed to leave our campsite to start our expedition. We abseiled down a wall which was 16m high and went in threes to kayak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't bath and went to bed in our own made tents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3 was the worst. I went trekking with more than 10kg bagpack and for 1okm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally reached the campsite. It was super duper windy over there and my sleep was so very peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4 was water rafting. It was awesome. After that, I became a Malay:P HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 was quite slack, went to macs after that and went to eat with my SF for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I was a little stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went around my block and ran 6 rounds. Maybe around 3-4km. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna do it again tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I want to get on with my homework now. Bye B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4329433886810143833?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4329433886810143833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4329433886810143833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4329433886810143833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4329433886810143833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/run-like-ape.html' title='Run like an ape!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6432978125676355466</id><published>2011-06-12T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:21:01.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!!</title><content type='html'>Went to Church with SF. Then we were having a lot of fun, love you as a father man:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the atmosphere was a little weird, I still think I had fun, a whole lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were told to hug each other at the sides, our instant reactions was turn to same sex, shun from each other, HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But shocked, he pat my head and if I'm not wrong, hands on shoulder? woah... HEHEH:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then another person hugged me. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I felt many promptings from the Lord, good promptings. Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really felt temptations, saying I'm not good many more, but yes! I overcomed my temptation!!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went on to facebook. Saw posts on my friends, shows me how much friends won't be there for me all the time. They probably only come when they need me, which is pretty bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, everyone has someone to consolidate to. Everyone has someone to talk to. I have God, and I thank Him for never forsaking Him, but I ask for His forgiveness for always forsaking Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all I can say is I'm glad that He gave me SF to rely on. But I also must have discipline and not rely on Him so much. Yeap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just pray that I can learn to be less sensitive towards human care and love, looking forward and yearning for God's love, which lasts longer and will be there for me forever. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to OBS tomorrow!! YAY!!! I can't wait for tomorrow. Although we wouldn't be able to bath, I'll still make time for God and never forsake Him:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6432978125676355466?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6432978125676355466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6432978125676355466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6432978125676355466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6432978125676355466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/yes.html' title='Yes!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2455365315181135659</id><published>2011-06-12T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:58:57.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work all the way</title><content type='html'>I spammed do 2 English compo today. I think I nerd today. But I was still playing la. HEHEH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to church tonight. Yay!! First time go to global day of prayer:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to OBS! I AM SO EXCITED THAT I DONT THINK I CAN EVEN SLEEP TONIGHT. I LOVE CAMPS AND I LOVE OBS. I ALWAYS WANTED TO GO AND NOW I HAVE THE CHANCE. YES!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2455365315181135659?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2455365315181135659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2455365315181135659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2455365315181135659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2455365315181135659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/work-work-all-way.html' title='work work all the way'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-785372465942053395</id><published>2011-06-12T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T11:25:19.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice morning</title><content type='html'>On Friday, I went to MBS with my SF and friend. We were having a lot of fun there although my mood was like a little down..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was still fun. Very fun. I loved that night. We hanged out from 6+ all the way till 11. Yay!! HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I went to Church, and Mr Lim's cell leader and wife were there to anchor cell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an wonderful experience. I really felt renewed and changed by the Holy Spirit, I felt that my chains were broken and I was set freed. I felt that God has saved me from my deepest darkest moments, and at that time, I couldn't control my emotions, I broke down and cried very very badly, it was really very good experience, how I wish I can thank the couple that both touched my life and my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can see God working in people as well. In Church, we learnt a new dance. HEHEH. It was pretty cool, not that bad. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that, we went to watch Kongfu panda, first we ate dinner at Kopitiam, nice food, but cheap people money one, HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Mr Lim treated all 8 of us including him 4 popcorns, we had a wonderful time, really wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went in, we realised something, our tickets date was for yesterday, and someone was sitting on our place.  Then we had nowhere to sit together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if God says watch, we watch, and all 8 of us had seats to watch, although it wasn't our designated seats. Thank you God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show is GREAT!! If you haven't seen it, you are an idiot not to watch it. I mean like seriously it's awesome, no one can ever miss such a good show like this which also teaches good morals!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to walk walk, Rayen went off first, HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we took an MRT back and well, reached home at 10.3opm. Pretty early. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played the computer for awhile, then went to bed at 12.30am. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my SF suddenly very nice to me, then I really feel changed, a good graceful change like I never had before. How I wish for that change again. Ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for life, Thank God for me, Thank God for everything in the world that is being done. Everything is under your control and in your hands, nothing can ever make you go away from those that yearn and thirst for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that my faith can be strengthened by you and that each day I will walk closer to you and your words. Amen. Praise God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-785372465942053395?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/785372465942053395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=785372465942053395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/785372465942053395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/785372465942053395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/nice-morning.html' title='Nice morning'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-102538014750646840</id><published>2011-06-09T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:34:50.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever la</title><content type='html'>Now that I want to patch things up with you, and that I won't be so tensed up and what you call emo anymore, you turn things around and just say, do what you want.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What't the problem man... I'm really speechless, I really don't know what to do, I really don't know what do you want from me! I really feel very angry and boiling now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry just unhappy tonight, just like you.&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/6724299057869045845-102538014750646840?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/102538014750646840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=102538014750646840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/102538014750646840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/102538014750646840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/whatever-la.html' title='Whatever la'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7381485314330360514</id><published>2011-06-09T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:24:22.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>I just don't know what to say. I just don't know what to do.&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I'll just dedicate this blog post to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for driving you nuts and making you feel irritated, I just don't know how to express my feelings correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying that I didn't heed your advice and I didn't listen to what you said and what you told me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did, and I tried my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I just don't know how to talk to you normally anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel that we're closer, but I just don't know how to portray myself to people and especially to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for being this way, I hope you can forgive me and don't say that I'm a pain in the neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just confused, I myself don't know why I'm behaving this way and I myself don't know why I'm acting so strangely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep saying sorry, like what you say, I keep saying sorry, but I guess I just don't know what to do at this moment except to pray. I think I'm hiding something from you, even here, but what is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me think, I think what I'm hiding from you is that perhaps I lost contact you. I don't know how to behave with you anymore, I lost my human sense with you around. When I'm with my friends, I'm perfectly fine and normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I'm talking to you, I don't know how to react.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking, is my body subconciously being emo so I can receive more care from you? If that's the case, it's really a bit too stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself don't like to be emo, I say before and I said many times before, I myself don't like to be sad, I like to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took your advice you told me in the morning, I really did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everything you have done for me, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you won't say ok I'm not meant to talk to you anymore you lead your life I lead mine NO. I don't want this to happen as well, I just want to lead a normal Christian life with you helping me by my side and I really hope you won't have any wrong accusations and thinking of what I'm thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please tell me as soon as possible once you read this and tell me if you want to MSN or SMS me. Thanks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7381485314330360514?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7381485314330360514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7381485314330360514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7381485314330360514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7381485314330360514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7759783855351608728</id><published>2011-06-08T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:17:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like that also emo ah!!</title><content type='html'>Today I went to school early in the morning complaining and grumbling.&lt;div&gt;Another NPCC training, and another boring one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's training was already tough enough, I didn't want it to be tough again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God the extras didn't come today and although it was tough, I still can tahan. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went for a quick short shower:P HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to eat lunch, when I was there, I think I didn't behave like how a Christian should behave, I was very naughty, must learn to control myself and my emotions. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went there with SF, then went to his house to do work. I was suppose to go for counselling at like around 4-5pm, but my counselor is on MC, wow, I'm so happy:P HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spam do bio there, but also a bit irritated, angry, upset, stress, tired and all the mixed feelings la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he keep saying I emo, like what the heck, like that also emo ah!!! ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irritating much? Then I continue doing my work. I was like lie down, whine and whine, get up, do one question, lie down, close my eyes and pray, get up, do one question. The cycle kept continuing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also shitted thrice:P HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I sudden;y just keep feeling upset and angry and just upset. Over what is unspecified. This feeling is quite irritating. I want to cheer up, who doesn't want to be happy:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to eat dinner with Mr Lim and Rayen, not bad, we got stared by some stupid old pedophile uncle. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way there I was being bullied like crazy:/ May be funny to bully me, not say I don't take jokes, but to a certain extent, certain people have certain limits don't they.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went 'shopping' with them after that, HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finish already, I one person wait for the bus at the butstop because their bus came first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He ask me, one me wait for you? I wave goodbye to him. Don't complain to me later ah... I wave goodbye to him, listening to my music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya, he always go home with me, this time her turn la. ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a last things to say. Doesn't mean I'm quiet means I'm emo. Doesn't mean I whine means I'm emo. Doesn't mean I grumpy means I emo. It may lead to being emo, or maybe partially emo, but more you say I emo, the more irritating it becomes, then I really become emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't die so easily, I won't be crushed so easily, I won't be defeated so easily, for I've God with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times I may be moody, but I just don't feel like talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you care, but not in a manner that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Always say I emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Always make fun of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see that you really care, really, I really really appreciate it, that's why I didn't complain. Hope you get what I mean, I shall go bath and sleep now. Gasp! I've not bathed from this morning :O It's 10:17pm!!:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Okay, bye.&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/6724299057869045845-7759783855351608728?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7759783855351608728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7759783855351608728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7759783855351608728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7759783855351608728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/like-that-also-emo-ah.html' title='Like that also emo ah!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-397666250786700649</id><published>2011-06-05T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:37:10.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAR NICE NICE</title><content type='html'>I woke up and it was raining. What a nice day to sleep the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;But things that has to be done has to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Priscilla's house after fighting with my dad. zzz. It's irritating whenever I fight with him. Oh well... What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to her house and I was like some extra kid. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;She choose her clothes like mad because we must WEAR NICE NICE for one stupid guy dating my friend and she is dolling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind I shall not say things behind her back later she kill me. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was messaging SF, and I felt we weren't as close as before, like there was some distance between the 2 of us, and the difference is pretty bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn the clock backwards and make time repeat itself again. I can only either live in regrets or learn from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall learn from my mistakes. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to queesntown, and saw my school  teacher, we were behaving so inappropriately infront of her and she didn't know who we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think Mr Lim was also at queenstown having tuition. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Queenstown mall and went shopping for long sleeve. In the end we got nothing and Venice went off looking for her BF at Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to eat Macs, then Vanessa got owned by her own trick, thinking she can trick us. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa went to take bus back to MRT then she saw Mr Lim, I expected she will meet him. HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pris went to take 61 back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I felt the awkwardness talking to my SF, I don't know why, but had the sudden awkwardness. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went home and change, then I changed to something rather good looking... HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Westmall to buy more camp stuff and headed to Pris's house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Facebook and play Tetris, now my Tetris has no energy.. Sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now I'm blogging lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today I didn't leave out to what I learnt in Church yesterday. I said I want to stand out from my friends and shine from God, but I don't think I was doing it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dwelling on the past is not going to work, and concentrating on the future is the more important thing. I will do my best for the upcoming days and rely more on God than on man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-397666250786700649?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/397666250786700649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=397666250786700649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/397666250786700649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/397666250786700649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/wear-nice-nice.html' title='WEAR NICE NICE'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6911362335063470680</id><published>2011-06-04T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:42:29.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus on God and No one else</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Church with my brother and classmate.&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun. Ms Mango came along too, and she seems moody. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After service, we went to KFC and slack slack for awhile, then my brother went home, I went to talk to Ms Mango. Apparently, we click pretty well.. ZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were suppose to watch movie, but in the end the show timings are too late and we decided to forgo the idea. SF and Ms mango makes such a nice couple when they walk together. Too bad its a one-sided relationship and the age and height is of a HUGE difference. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to take MRT home with Ms Mango, and we actually talked quite a lot, she started being more open to me and also telling me more things. Which I find it nice to advice her.. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt something today. I learn many things everyday. I ought to be more Christ-like in school and in the presence of my friends. I hope that I'll be able to know that I need to learn to have self-control and patience in the things I do and in my ways.. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for those that don't like Christians, but I'm one and I'll be stating some of the things that I've learnt usually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're not used to what I say here then too bad, this is my blog and I'll do whatever I wanna do with it. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn that humans will never be there for us forever. Surely there will be someone that has disappointed you before. Even if don't have, I'm telling you sooner or later will have. Even sometimes, your friends will not be there for you forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people don't have friends that have the same CCA, class combination and interest as the other, and you can't share anything completely with them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly, you'll be alone for certain periods of your life. Who will you rely on? Nobody and only God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn that my SF will never be there for me forever and that no human will be able to fully Love me. But I know that when the time is here for me to get a companion, it will automatically come to me and I know for sure that it will!!:) AMEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not automatically message my SF for no reason already. Instead, I'll run to the Lord before any other human, for no human can support me can't they. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY.. I guess I'll start on my homework already, shall ignore my SF online. HEHEH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I being very bad. HEHEH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6911362335063470680?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6911362335063470680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6911362335063470680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6911362335063470680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6911362335063470680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/focus-on-god-and-no-one-else.html' title='Focus on God and No one else'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5497776521071690470</id><published>2011-06-03T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:44:10.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a perfect day</title><content type='html'>Yes! Today again is a happy and a sad day. HEHEH. Majority happy again!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, second post in a day... HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to school and saw Vanessa, then she threw a water bomb at my legs, woah, cooling. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya thanks for making my blogskin a success Vanessa!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to get my lunch in school, so cheap, $1.50 only!! HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I went to SF's house and do homework and eat lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 2hours later Ms Mango came and I taught her maths. I can't believe I can teach her maths when she's like 2 years older than me. HEHEH. Genius here!!:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 3.15, we left, I was a bit emo at that moment, I don't know why, but maybe just irritated because I don't know what to do and I don't know how to do my maths problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave up and went home, then in the bus I saw my granny, HEHEH. It's such a long time since I had a heart to heart talk with her. Then somehow, I decided, my family may not love me, but I'm a tree branch where my root is God, and also my SF. Since they showered me Love, I should also learn how to shower Love to others without asking much from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm going to my grandparents house on Sunday to make dumplings and play chess. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go visit my great grandma soon.. I hope I can have the chance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went home and ate ice-cream, what a humid and hot day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played some games, guess after this I'll go read my bible devotion then eat dinner then go do homework already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace&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/6724299057869045845-5497776521071690470?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5497776521071690470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5497776521071690470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5497776521071690470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5497776521071690470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-perfect-day.html' title='What a perfect day'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-788405113283797528</id><published>2011-06-03T08:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:05:34.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be contented with LIFE</title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful morning and I'm looking forward to my day. &lt;div&gt;Firstly, I've to go back to school and collect Priscilla's report book, then I'll grab lunch from there and I'll just head off to SF's house!:D Go there do homework then I'll be a good girl and go home for dinner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt important values along the week, I should learn to be contented and I should learn to be thankful of what I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt that things that are important, do them first. For me, only 2 things are important now. Studying, and God. Nothing else but those 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also think that friends should learn how to trust each other and not hide things from one another, I know I may have disappointed some of my friends, but I can't do anything but say SORRY!:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO WHAT YOU SUPPOSE TO DO THEN DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO TO OTHERS WHAT YOU WANT OTHERS TO DO UNTO YOU, YOUR KINDNESS WILL BE PAID OFF SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been helping my friends do this and that, maybe people say I'm too nice and all kind-hearted, but Chinese saying goes, 助人为快乐之本.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? My Chinese not so bad. HEHEH.&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/6724299057869045845-788405113283797528?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/788405113283797528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=788405113283797528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/788405113283797528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/788405113283797528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/be-contented-with-life.html' title='Be contented with LIFE'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3761452847252332646</id><published>2011-06-02T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:24:39.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, BGR sucks.</title><content type='html'>Actually is not sometimes, BGR in teenage life is stupid.&lt;div&gt;It's a wasting of time and somehow affects one another and the majority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all about the guy and the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all about the girl and the guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all so irritating and frustrating when BGR comes into your friendship too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend, don't be so obsessed over him, friend, don't be so crazy and ooh ooh over him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, get a life, focus on your studies and just focus on your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let BGR take over you properly and only when you've settled down and when you truly understand the meaning of LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so frustrating, sorry, but this is my blog and I can say whatever I like to say about people, too bad I don't have a tagboard for you to comment and spam me if you don't like. WAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my day yesterday was first cocky, and then it slowly developed to being nice and sweet. HEHEH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, I purposely send a fake wrong message to my SF, then we start arguing for awhile and I was super sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, being relatively having a good relationship with Him in a father and daughter relationship, thus I'm so nice to apologise again and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then relatively okay already^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in the afternoon my SF so nice to me, I like that kind of caring and showering of love!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he dumb dumb, keep talking about juvenile mango kid and etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to do Emath, completed it today, happiness!! I WANT TO WATCH PANDA 2!!! HEHEH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope he can be as nice to me as like yesterday everyday!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, well... Not that bad... But no time to talk to me SF also la. HEHEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't think I'l go ask him already, shall just be contented in what I and give thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetris I no energy!!:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY OKAY I think I want to go and watch C.L.I.F and maybe do some homework:)&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/6724299057869045845-3761452847252332646?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3761452847252332646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3761452847252332646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3761452847252332646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3761452847252332646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-bgr-sucks.html' title='Sometimes, BGR sucks.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4598182056052340000</id><published>2011-05-25T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:59:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever felt this way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I really feel that I'm not doing something with that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel that there's something missing out from my life that I need to do but I just don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel very sad and I really feel I don't have the physical love everybody relatively deserves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel cared in school, I don't feel the people around me are being truthful to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't want to trust anyone, for nobody trusts me. I really feel very upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody hears my cries physically. Even when I talk to my Spiritual Father, I don't really think he's sincere to doing all these with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I talk to God, I just feel that I can't feel Him. I just feel that I can't communicate to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that I've a communication barrier. But what is stopping me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you avoiding the fact that I want to speak to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you saying things I don't know and I know it's trying to motivate me but you're not touching my point? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you trying to imply to me? Why do I feel like a need to meet you everyday and just talk to you like how a father talks to his daughter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What exactly am I feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm so confused in my own thoughts, how can I grow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all I can do is just to move on with life and just to let everything go with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace&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/6724299057869045845-4598182056052340000?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4598182056052340000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4598182056052340000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4598182056052340000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4598182056052340000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/05/have-you-ever-felt-this-way.html' title='Have you ever felt this way?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-196087741889890114</id><published>2011-05-23T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:01:36.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a stupid man</title><content type='html'>If you don't want a person to like you, won't you avoid that person and stop being nice to her? When it's time to get nasty get nasty. When it's time to be nice be nice. Don't bullshit around and give all sorts of dumb reasons.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on, just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean my advices are not good. What's your problem, why are you such an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you will start your bloody irritating comments and sarcasms and you will start your lameness and your unreasonable things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can stand you, maybe I can. But the fact is I need the care and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already feel super left out in this school, I don't want to be left out spiritually in the 4th dimension in His realm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All bad things will surely come to an end, mine maybe will be resolved. I really hope that my friends will trust me and that they will really understand how i actually feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel left out, I feel I'm the extra one out. I always feel like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Oh well move on with life bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE&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/6724299057869045845-196087741889890114?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/196087741889890114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=196087741889890114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/196087741889890114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/196087741889890114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-stupid-man.html' title='what a stupid man'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7717044742018660787</id><published>2011-05-18T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:38:13.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>betrayers are idiots, are you one?</title><content type='html'>Wow. I'm so happy nobody reads my blog so I can rant on them whenever I like it!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, know I truly know how people feel when they are being betrayed.. The feeling is really very bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only that, the two of them are both your good friend and ex-crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know I can't do anything. All I can do is pray for them and help them on the sideline and pray for the two stubborn people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know, not everyone is going to be with me for life. People come, people go, they will never stay with you forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is one person that will never leave us nor will he ever forsake us, that person is God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not christianising my blog but I just want to state the facts that encourage me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know many people's true colors man. I really need to buck up on myself in my faith and walk with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLAY TETRIS ON FACEBOOK. WAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, it's getting late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7717044742018660787?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7717044742018660787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7717044742018660787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7717044742018660787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7717044742018660787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/05/betrayers-are-idiots-are-you-one.html' title='betrayers are idiots, are you one?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5498539758543597570</id><published>2011-05-17T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:16:16.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it felt so long</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since i posted again. I've been using the computer but I just didn't really want to post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I've time and I'm seriously bored thus I'm posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm actually quite upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably this will be my ranting wall already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't like how things are being done and controlled in the house by my parents, and even my grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is just that irritating you know what I mean.e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well if you've been to my house before you will really know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and I are not really in good terms and I just can't understand why adults are so narrow minded and just want things to be done in their own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We the kids in the whole nation ought to have some free space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably we're not even kids, exactly, we're not even kids, which makes us even weirder as to why we can't have our opinions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't really understand the problem between my parents. I mean like, why can't day just sort things out and have a happy family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They sexed at least 4 times, they have 4 kids, can't day spare a thought for us the teens and kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing all these lame things at least makes 4 kids suffer. I suffer in my relationships with my family, my sister suffers by hating my dad and being fearful of my mom, my brother suffers with his grades and playfulness, my youngest brother suffers with all the negative thoughts that well all of us give Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That shouldn't be the case. In all families, we all hope and yearn for a happy family, a family which God provided, and we should be thankful and happy for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I REALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THIS HAPPENS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not only to me, many or rather some of my friends also don't have a very nice and wonderful family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, some have already not have one for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been struggling with my mom, previously my dad. I used to hate my dad a lot. Many times I just feel like dying. Being the oldest is something which makes it worst. I've to set a good example to ALL my siblings and they all pick up and follow after what I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My results are relatively okay, but ever since the biggest trauma happened, I believe it dropped quite a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been too dependent on you, I know I shouldn't be doing too many things with you and I know that we shouldn't be so close in the first place. But since you've helped me to grow in my spiritual realm, and you have brought me to light and making me change so greatly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you. Happy birthday. I love you as a brother in Christ:)&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/6724299057869045845-5498539758543597570?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5498539758543597570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5498539758543597570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5498539758543597570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5498539758543597570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-felt-so-long.html' title='it felt so long'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-603224867945006889</id><published>2011-04-02T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T22:05:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martyn Layzell - Lost in wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lEoi5ueyalA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I sang this song in my Church service last weekend, I felt moved and touched by this song. Hallelueh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you and may this song speak to your heart as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I know I've not been posting a lot, but I do know that we all need a Lord and a Saviour. I managed to survive all these things because of only one person, Lord God. &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/6724299057869045845-603224867945006889?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/603224867945006889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=603224867945006889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/603224867945006889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/603224867945006889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2011/04/martyn-layzell-lost-in-wonder.html' title='Martyn Layzell - Lost in wonder'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lEoi5ueyalA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3364076676899533452</id><published>2010-12-28T08:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:28:30.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er.... Idk what to say, I mean its like magic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the random title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think my life is like a magic show. So magical!! I'm not that sure if its sarcasm or real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I slept at 1.30 this morning. I was talking to my bro on the phone for 45mins..&lt;div&gt;It was a fruitful message and a fruitful call. Faithfulness. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that there is such a person on this planet, able to care for me even a wee hours. (Hey my English improve!!) Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I suppose that each day will be the same again and again la. I shall post my camp dance song here, next time dance for you guys. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&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/6724299057869045845-3364076676899533452?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3364076676899533452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3364076676899533452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3364076676899533452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3364076676899533452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/er-idk-what-to-say-i-mean-its-like.html' title='Er.... Idk what to say, I mean its like magic!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4164270860403796320</id><published>2010-12-27T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:35:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst X'mas ever!</title><content type='html'>Life sucks&lt;div&gt;It really does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know what's my X'mas present? 17 strokes of cane. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna know more can call me-home phone, handphone confiscated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno my number, ask Venice, dunno Venice, too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4164270860403796320?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4164270860403796320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4164270860403796320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4164270860403796320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4164270860403796320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/worst-xmas-ever.html' title='Worst X&apos;mas ever!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-2894702701712620217</id><published>2010-12-19T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:50:53.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant imagine life without you!</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine life without you without you cause its all for you yea its all for you God!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't imagine what will happen to me if I'm still in Queenstown sec. I'll be a gangster, probably smoke, dye hair, fail all my subjects, parents give up hope on me. Etc etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God I went into Budget View and met many awesome friends, people like my clique, who will always be, Valerie, Elicia, Jia Lin, cocksters like Perlin, Sue-zanne, teachers like hamsters, arrows, funkies, making fun of teachers with noisy 7... Etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really fortunate to be the eldest of all the barbarians, and the daughter of Lady Hitler... Etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does all these things have a stop in it? Does all these things have a start in it? Does all these things have a end in it? I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy life with a mom, dad, 3 siblings, good maid, are gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy life with a happy church, always going to their camps, playing the piano for little kids, serving God's ministry is going to end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy life of going out after school, eating lunch, studying with friends, is stopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sad life with a even fiercer mom, secretly talking to my dad, fighting with siblings, hiding things from family, only telling teachers, sworn brothers and friends, stupid maid begun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sad life with no more camps from next year onwards is ending due to financial circumstances is ending...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sad life of coming home immediately and feel the torture of home is starting next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is this happening to me, does it have a purpose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did God do this to me so I can learn a lesson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is Satan trying to tempt me to doubt in God??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never give up faith in my family reuniting together again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never lose faith in Christ almighty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never die!! --For I've eternal life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never stop trying to communicate well with my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL NOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose faith!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give in to Satan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lie to my mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk to my dad secretly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO OPEN MY RELATIONSHIP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my dad, I want my mom to know, he is my father, whom the two of them have gone through after their marriage in a room in Lakeside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came out from my mom's tummy, from her small tummy to me inside, big tummy, and came out of her tummy through her tiny little hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want them to know, giving birth to this Grace Grape that talks cock, is not a bad thing, they have found themselves a girl that went to Jurong calvary kindergarden, learn awesome stuff there, be MC of graduation in K2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to PHPPS, got 220 for PSLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to BtVSS, got into triple science class-1st time mix race class(not being racist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IS NOT A BAD THING AT ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys gave birth to me together, until I die, you guys CANNOT SEPERATE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I did say alot of bad things about both parents, I take back everything I said, it may be too late, but better late than never right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to tell my mom the truth. She doesn't want me to keep anything from her right? So I'll tell her the truth, but I've no guts. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone tell me how to say? Do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grapster-cockster :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-2894702701712620217?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/2894702701712620217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=2894702701712620217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2894702701712620217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/2894702701712620217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-cant-imagine-life-without-you.html' title='i cant imagine life without you!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3322025879600360579</id><published>2010-12-18T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:28:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian man.........</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. &lt;div&gt;Grape's here again. Its been a long while since i last posted right? Even Venice is posting wor... Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... My life sucks. Alot. It sucks. And I really feel like running away from home. But the problem is I'll miss my sis, bro, bro-Sam, not who you think it is, is the 3 year old one, granny, maid, bed, mom, dad, everybody. Mom said if I wanna leave, I can, she'll help me pack, and wave me goodbye, BUT, she'll severe all ties with me. That's sad, That's very sad. That's really very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for a kids party just now. Its seriously for kids, like baby-primary5/6? I was usher there, and I wore a mickey mouse light stick hair band, so super cool, I look good. I wore nice too. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we watch some simple movie, super lame, but funny, its epic I guess, and I enjoyed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that have magic show by a kid. Me and my friend were like trying to see through all his tricks, most of them we can see through, except one or two. Fail guy, but quite have guts and quite cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that come home, heard mom's not coming home, so I turned on the com immediately, I know that's bad, but guess what ok------- She want all my passwords, so all my !@#$ all bye, all my privacy all bye, all my stuff really all bye. This sucks. That's why I said life sucks. It does doesn't it. But I'll try look at the bright side of it okay??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Thursday, something happened, MY HANDPHONE DROPPED INTO THE TOILET BOWL  WITH MY SHIT AND MY PEE!!!!!!!!!!!! I WAN CRY ALREADY.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least have spare phone to use, and not bad, the phone game very fun, snake, but the phone smsing sucks, all the words all don't have one. Fail blog......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and one more thing, I got caned on Monday again. Zzz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sum it up--- I deserve it, I deserve to get cane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sum it down--- I lie, I play com kena get caught then never do homework, irresponsible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO???????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kena cane on the left arm 9 times, until now still have scar, D: unforgettable moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bro got caned on Thursday, then next day no scar already, mine still have?!?!? Thick skin la he...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie, I lazy post liao... But at least from tomorrow till my birthday I can go church camp!!! YIPEE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE BYE HAMMIE!!! GET ME SOUVENIRS!!!! DON'T GET ME A HAMMIE :-S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lim will be at hong kong for some science teaching thingy, from the day I've camp till my birthday, hope people don't forget my birthday!!! 22nd December rocks!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I really lazy post already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grapster-cockster :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3322025879600360579?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3322025879600360579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3322025879600360579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3322025879600360579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3322025879600360579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/sian-man.html' title='sian man.........'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3181557435864988763</id><published>2010-12-17T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T08:40:34.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2E3'10 Class Video.mp4</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ujAHdFEgTSU?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My awesome class at work. Just shut my blog song as you always... and enjoy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3181557435864988763?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3181557435864988763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3181557435864988763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3181557435864988763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3181557435864988763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/2e310-class-videomp4.html' title='2E3&apos;10 Class Video.mp4'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ujAHdFEgTSU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6633479417439731141</id><published>2010-12-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T21:38:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillsong - You Deserve - With Subtitles/Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qNt5bFuNeBs?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song was sung repeatedly in service today. Amen. Hallelueh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6633479417439731141?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6633479417439731141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6633479417439731141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6633479417439731141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6633479417439731141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/hillsong-you-deserve-with.html' title='Hillsong - You Deserve - With Subtitles/Lyrics'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qNt5bFuNeBs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4404953835462904338</id><published>2010-12-11T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:00:33.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>Today was a day of sadness and happiness after the sad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up and read Venice's blog using my dad's i-phone. I felt sad, so I apologised to the 3 of them that read my Slapped post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm forgiven. Amen! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I slacked, and slacked. Then I lied to my mom that I'll be going to Glory church, but instead, I went to FCBC, Mr Lim's church. I feel so guilty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went there and met YuLing, Mr Lim's cell group member, and got a free coke, she and her friend went to buy stuff, so I waited, then I look around, saw Mr Lim walking to church, eating something. So I sms him, say I saw you, eating something. Then he say where you? Behind me? I say ya at coffee shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he call YuLing, then I knew it was him so i give her the cheeky smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we talk awhile go KFC, then we went to outside the church, then saw Mr Lim, wearing something like what he wears to school, high tucked pants, gross, so my friend commented on him, you definitely can't survive if you wear like that come my school, please la. Then he was like my shirt too long, tuck out very long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she comment on his English, say is un-tuck, not tuck out. Then they two argue super epic. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went in, this time, they started with offering and announcements. Then worship pastor suddenly come out and talk, then the sermon was like only 5 mins, but carrying out the sermon took about 45mins. I shall not christianize in my blog la okie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe just to let you guys know, I cried, I fell spiritually, I know a miracle to my family is going to happen. My family will get back together, Amen! Hallelueh! Praise the Lord!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after service Mr Lim ask me go to him. Then I tell him how I felt about today's worship, like want to talk to him don't want to talk to him like that. We two sit in the middle of the whole auditorium and talk. Not say I shy or what la but awkward. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later I go take my dad's car go home. Then he ask me, so long you never call me already hor... I just give him cheeky smile, not ready to call him yet, it has been a year long since I said that word out loud. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went home for dinner and slacked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to sleep already. Lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4404953835462904338?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4404953835462904338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4404953835462904338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4404953835462904338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4404953835462904338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6825655238559958657</id><published>2010-12-10T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:00:46.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slapped</title><content type='html'>The grape is back in posting.&lt;div&gt;Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my mouse keep lagging and lagging and lagging non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm juggling blogging and homework now... Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still left Bio, Geog, Languages, A maths, now doing SS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now is also horrible. My house is so damn chaotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do homework in peace, every second, I hear my brothers fighting, screaming, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things happened yesterday, I made my best friend cry because of someone else, my mom almost slapped me, I see the stress I have and I know I can't manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not like to elaborate on these, I just want to let those people that read my blog know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I may be defeated, I may look like I am defeated. BUT I'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I may be weak outside, I may look strong at times. BUT you will NEVER know my deepest darkest feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I may sound like I'm emotional, I'm this and that. BUT I'm not so easily bullied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I've the rights to decide what kind of clothes I want to wear, I don't need a comment on every new thing I put on MY own body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. It is getting irritating, I can't express my true feelings infront of you guys, I want to, but  hearing all the comments from all the different people, I can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What is your problem? It's my life, I decide how I want to LIVE my OWN LIFE!! Its not up to you to decide- I'm not referring this to only my mom, but some of my friends as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Where are all of you when I need help? Whenever I tell you guys problems, you guys just reply cheer up, ok, orh. BUT whenever you guys have problems I try and say more things to make you guys feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. You guys say I'm too close to Mr Lim, you guys say we like an item. WHY???? I tell him more things than you guys, WHY???? You guys know the reason, I tell you guys everything and anything, BUT do you guys do the same to me? Am I really that not trustworthy? I don't think so. When I want to tell him something, even if he is busy, he will still help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The most recent argument between you and him. I have been trying to out good words of him to you guys. BUT I've been accused to be siding him!! Do you guys even know that I've been trying to put even more good words of you guys to him so he will apologize? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. LISTEN UP. I HAVE ALREADY COME UP WITH A SOLUTION FOR YOU GUYS AND HIM! It was HIM that came up with the idea, I don't think it is too much, but at least I can see that he really cares for all of you, especially the one that he hurt emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me this, he will apologize to you guys that he didn't wake up the 1st time, but he says you guys have to apologize to him for getting him up at the wrong time when people are usually sleeping at that hour. He wants you guys to know that is not he don't care, or don't want to care, but is you guys did not have the consideration for him and others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Vanessa, he say he may have heard someone else say that, but he asks you to take back your words that he don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******PLEASE NOTE THAT I SAY ALL THESE THINGS IS ENTIRELY FROM HIS MESSAGE AND I AM NOT SIDING HIM. I REPEAT: I'M NOT SIDING HIM.******* Clear????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all I want to say. Good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/6724299057869045845-6825655238559958657?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6825655238559958657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6825655238559958657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6825655238559958657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6825655238559958657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/slapped.html' title='Slapped'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4099906044647209139</id><published>2010-12-09T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:08:31.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through it All - Hillsong</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/33aGaYAZvL4?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that he will help me, my family, my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS THE BEST, I will NEVER forget Him. NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through it all. I'll sing to you Lord, a hymn of Love, for your faithfulness to me, I'm carried in everlasting love, you will never let me go.... Through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HALLELUEH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4099906044647209139?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4099906044647209139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4099906044647209139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4099906044647209139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4099906044647209139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/through-it-all-hillsong.html' title='Through it All - Hillsong'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/33aGaYAZvL4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5889598817468426186</id><published>2010-12-09T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:58:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm emotionless now.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;div&gt;My name is Grape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come from a ripe but now rotten family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, this is not emo, I'm not emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I was home the WHOLE day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wake up, on com, slack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then eat prata for breakfast. Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate my medicine and continue my computer stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, my grandmother came, and I cooked lunch, it was nice. Haha. Wanted to bring some back to school later for Mr Lim to try, but too bad, I gobbled everything down and kept some for dinner. Too bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya. My books came at 9.30am. Then I 10 then touch my books. My favourite subject chemistry the book dent. So I must go back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go back school nevermind. BUT BACK WITH MY SISTER??????!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after lunch I was suppose to bath. But I was so damn tired I don't know why, I fell asleep instantly. 2 plus wake up again. Then go bath lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I come out, I ask my sis, don't want change ah... She say, I change already. You know what she wear? Home shirt and home shorts. Wow. That is so properly attired... -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I ask her change, then storm out of the house, I listen to music, she walk behind me like bubble gum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then reach school, she saw CIPPR banner. Ask me, that one your school value ah. I say ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After doing all the shits, going out of the school, saw Mr Heng. 7 December was his birthday, I wish him on FB and said Macs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he told me, I out the link on your wish already, you can order as much as you want. Haha. I was like what the hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go opposite buy bubble tea, my sister ask me stupid questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then walk to westmall. Then we went to yellow. Guo Ning, Jeremy, and Colin all there, and they were looking at me and my sister, then I very bad, say, I don't know her, they walk away telling themselves, sister la sister la then laugh. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she say she like the turquoise bag, then I was like, since when you like turquoise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went popular, saw that stupid Patsy... Zzzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy paper to wrap school book. Then I saw this membership discount on this pen. Wah I so happy, then I go buy, its original price is $20.40. Now discount is like only $9.90. I go buy. Left 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN........... We left popular, then my sis say, I want buy that pen. Go back, left one more, then the queue wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so long......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the place, go interchange, donate $0.30 to some Indian charity, Haha, then talk to my sis about forgiving dad. Then later she go sms Mr Lim, then mostly is I reply. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Mr Lim sms me, then my sis go sms him thanks. Then I tell him, reply nicely hor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he say this, why must I... 1st time meet your sister she call me stick insect at church already, then your brother call me praying mantis, you teach them bad things... So now the big grape go comfort the small black currant if the stick insect turns nasty lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask him, why call her small black currant. He say all in the grape family. So I ask him, other two brothers leh? He say leaves and shoots. So Sam Sam is shoots, then he also same name right, ok, so he also shoot, long shoot, can break easily. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then watch that 9 o' clock show then wrap my book I wrap super untidy and epic fail one. Haha. Then go sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, later, I cooking lunch again, so I'll go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5889598817468426186?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5889598817468426186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5889598817468426186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5889598817468426186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5889598817468426186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-emotionless-now.html' title='I&apos;m emotionless now.'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4473320700667557799</id><published>2010-12-08T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:41:32.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful life...</title><content type='html'>My life should be perfectly fine for now if I don't do anything bad... Which is like lying, stealing, not filial. Etc, etc, etc.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you about yesterday. Went out with Venice, Vanessa, Priscilla, Qiu Mei, Valerie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my dad send me to JP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he talk to me, I very sad. This kinda thing happen. Then I misunderstood him for almost one whole year and a half. So regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then met up with Venice Vanessa and Pris 1st. Then we walk awhile, Valerie joined us. Then we walk walk, want eat lunch already Qiu Mei join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to eat macs, then later eat finish go wallet shop. I so want a wallet and a pencil case from there man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then me and Qiu Mei took our leave with Valerie 1st, went to her house. Her doggie is so cute, cuter than Venice's dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she let her dog out, her dog keep jumping around me, licking me, sniffing me, I was super epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that, we went up to her room and lie down do homework. Wow. We completed Physics and Chemistry. I still have Bio. :( Nobody can do with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later, we went down for a break, I ate ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went up again, play i-phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time's up, we need to go home, her mom drop me off at bus stop, thank God for this trip in the bus. Made me wake up, stop lying. I felt so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later, I had a vision, but I forgot already, it was very important, how can i forget. Haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home, eat dinner, watch ai, quarrel with granny, bath, play piano, watch TV, nice show, go sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My books came, and my chemistry book spoil, dent, super epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind, then later I must go back school with a fatso, to change my book. So boring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Ok, my mind is in a twirl, I'm tired, I'm----ed up, I'm stress, I want go do homework. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/6724299057869045845-4473320700667557799?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4473320700667557799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4473320700667557799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4473320700667557799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4473320700667557799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-wonderful-life.html' title='What a wonderful life...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-8265481746281020587</id><published>2010-12-07T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:24:33.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The storm is coming... and it came. :(</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to school for OSL, it ended early, thus I met up with QM to go to Beauty World. Then we chat alot, laugh alot, like what every Cockster would do! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to macs and study. Then later we study 1/2 way, 4 Korean girls sat beside us, QM was very astonished and flabbergasted by their speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was around 1 plus already, and Valerie was suppose to come to my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to pick her up at west mall. Then still quite early, so we me and QM decided to go to Yellow and check bags out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later at Sing-tel, we saw have free smses for the i-phone 4. So we went to prank Mr Lim, sending this: "You owed me money." then after awhile, we sent this: "I'm someone from our class, better reply or die." Then later I sms-ed him with my own phone, then he say he lazy play with us. Very funny. If you were there you would LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went my house, baby brother sleeping, then super quiet. Granny go home so super shut up also. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then QM and Valerie ate cup noodle, sadly, I had rice. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went in the room, on the air-con, amazingly, really did homework. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later finish already, we went back to Beauty World, again. Then we went there, then we looked at stationaries etc. I stayed here for 7 years and went to Beauty World so many times, I never liked it. BUT... I didn't know the basement of Beauty World had so many nice things, cheap, and not fake goods, better than China. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later, we went to macs to do homework again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie needed to go home, so me and QM, went back to west mall, again, looked at that bag, again, played the i-phone, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to look for my grandpa. Ah... this is the part which my title comes in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went there, cough and cough, like going to have heart attack, then grandpa force me go see doc. But I don't want, cause mom will scold me, cause I never take care of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Eat chips, spam them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Never eat medicine, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he give me $30 go see doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I told Mr Lim the storm is coming. He ask me what storm. I say --- storm. I thought instantly he will know it is mom storm. Then he send me, 3 letter words can be horny you know. I wasn't even thinking of it lor.... What the heck. Then I send him, is not sex, is mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he reply, you naughty girl, think sick. Then we argue argue, play play, then I was forced to see the doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then go there super cockster. The doctor spam ask question I just keep saying no no no no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah I thought I was in there for only about 2minutes, so consultation fee should be $11 or less. Should not be more. The medicine they give should be quite standard. But, I see the bill. My heart drop out. Wah!!! Its $43. Then no choice use own money go and pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I met granny downstairs. Then she say on top have crazy woman caning. I kiddingly and a little seriously plead her, say( in Chinese): "I don't want go home can? Please I beg you, I don't want go home, I go your house stay can? Please I beg you." I look back, and I laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later go home, mom say this: "Take out your shoe, put down your bag, I want to deal with you." Whoa... My heart go up and down, left and right, forward and backward, like rocket zoom all directions. Scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I sit down, she say, what happen this morning? I say I no manners and very rude. Then she say, just one word, you are fucking rude. What the hell? I already apologised to her on the phone already lor... What else she want me to do, kneel down infront of her meh? Then cut long story short, I lazy explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later I go toilet call Mr Lim, then later talk to him for about 12 minutes, still cannot beat record of calling Zf for an hour. Whoa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I go eat medicine, and sleep lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then now I wake up already, then eat cup noodle, then later going JP with the clique, then later going Valerie house with QM, then tomorrow my school books come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of by saying this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like lying. But I keep doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to deceive her. But I keep doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to continue doing this. But I have no choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must put a stop to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must put a stop to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stop lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stop deceiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cannot continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want her to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like Samantha Tan, I really don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is anything I really want, I want back the old Wendy Tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want Joshua Foo and Wendy Tan back together again. I don't want just Wendy Tan, and I don't want just Joshua Foo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the two of them back together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to go to church with her like last time, praise God together with her, I want to change my lifestyle, making my Saturday afternoon and my Sunday morning entirely for God and God alone, nothing can stop me from going to these places, my perseverance will continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I have the perseverance for these things but not for others, what is God trying to say to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Mr Lim, he introduced me this, I made my life complicated myself by wanting to go to his church. Why can't I stay put at my own church. Why do I feel convicted to go there. May I know the reason? This is what that is puzzling inside my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all I have to say today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-8265481746281020587?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8265481746281020587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=8265481746281020587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8265481746281020587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/8265481746281020587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/storm-is-coming-and-it-came.html' title='The storm is coming... and it came. :('/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3411221877242726281</id><published>2010-12-05T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:03:19.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry MacAlmon - How We Need The River</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hVPz0QgO5Q0?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;How we need the river, how we need the rain. Living water flow to us, again we pray!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shower down your glory, shower down your praise, let your Holy presence feel this place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3411221877242726281?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3411221877242726281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3411221877242726281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3411221877242726281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3411221877242726281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/terry-macalmon-how-we-need-river.html' title='Terry MacAlmon - How We Need The River'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hVPz0QgO5Q0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-1080264588307719150</id><published>2010-12-05T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:23:14.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well...</title><content type='html'>Today was funny.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up and smsed people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to church early to prepare for my leading worship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I slacked awhile and received a sms, Mr Lim said he is in my church already, but he went to the English service, apparently I'm in the Chinese service, so he is just a dummy. Haha, then he talk to my teacher then he see me sing song and play piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I first time pray myself, don't mess with prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then go youth service. We needed a nametag to go in, but Lim didn't have one. Then we just took some random person nametag the name is orsony. Haha. Then he went in to talk to my teacher, after awhile, he left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he forgot to get me strepsils. So he wait for me, then I late he send me this message, "Grape....................." I felt the wahaha feeling. Nevermind, very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then meet him, my siblings come, they call him stick insect and praying mantis, then he say your learn bad things from your sister. I felt like mission accomplish. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later, go 7-11 buy stuff. Go home, slack, eat lunch, on com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then realized mom forgotten to bring her phone, super damn fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lazy post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace Goon Foo :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-1080264588307719150?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1080264588307719150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=1080264588307719150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1080264588307719150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/1080264588307719150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-well.html' title='Oh well...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5088154411762289761</id><published>2010-12-04T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:27:27.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont understand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last night, was cool, TV all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What I did? Let me tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch drama all the way. Wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.30-6.30 watch daddy at home again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then eat dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-8 watch AI!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then 9-10 watch that Mrs  P.I. Last episode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've no life, watch this kind of shows I know. Sad me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. After this, I'm going to church again, so I'll go and eat my lunch then go liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5088154411762289761?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5088154411762289761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5088154411762289761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5088154411762289761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5088154411762289761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-understand.html' title='I dont understand...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5915884778224438199</id><published>2010-12-03T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T17:07:21.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/79055I6o-NQ?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;This song is super nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5915884778224438199?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5915884778224438199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5915884778224438199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5915884778224438199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5915884778224438199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/desert-song.html' title='Desert Song'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/79055I6o-NQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4989251597937575445</id><published>2010-12-03T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:44:19.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let me talk about trip to grandparents first!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Go there in the bus eat chips, yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then reach there slack whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-SMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Play sudoku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Funniest thing: I go play playground, have some tubing thingy bkids crawl under one, I naughty go climb on top, I felt so matured there :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then eat dinner, wash own plate, watch AI, then watch 9 o' clock song, then go slack again, then go sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Before that call mom, she talk to siblings nicely, talk to me like SHIT!!! I learn to forget about her already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sleep that time, worst, I KEEP knocking my head on the cupboard. siannnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then wake up go market feed birds, I fake throw, then the birds stupidly follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then  eat breakfast, then go back slack again, eat lunch liao then go home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Go home spam seaweed then slack then sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just came back from NPCC training, I was super slack :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Suppose to leave the house at around 7.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BUT... Mom don't allow me go out so early. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm super pissed with her man. Don't want talk about her already la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then training super happy last minute don't need wear full-uniform. Wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then later slack slack be casualty, then play, slack, home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First time my lunch I eat super clean, haha, grandma super impressed. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then slack, sis friend come never say hello to me. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok, lazy post already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4989251597937575445?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4989251597937575445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4989251597937575445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4989251597937575445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4989251597937575445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/boring.html' title='BORING!!!'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-7640187842961156106</id><published>2010-12-01T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T11:51:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went for class chalet, I was a little unwell, but still went. It was fun, we went into the pool with clothes again, not swimming clothes, then melissa wanted to wear bra as bikini, sorry guys, haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that I was a little feverish, so took panadol, then eat dinner, very shoik, we all eat and watch ai at the same time, doing stuff with friends again and again will never be bored :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later we watched a movie called white chicks, it was super hilarious, should watch again, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Miss Cheong came, send me home, then horror begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Mom just stomped after picking me downstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Reach home she ask me wach leg, want to deal with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Start caning and scolding, total of 17 canes from leg to ass. Its painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Don't wish to talk about it anymore, I'm too angry already, but I think I'll forgive her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Its my fault, yes, but she can use other ways to discipline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm 13, not 4, I don't need a cane. :( :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I going to grandma house, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-7640187842961156106?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7640187842961156106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=7640187842961156106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7640187842961156106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/7640187842961156106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/12/canes.html' title='canes'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-5770891516196984623</id><published>2010-11-28T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:42:58.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW zao</title><content type='html'>I'm back in SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day was a little screwed up. Ah, its always screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I touched down on Saturday morning, 1 plus, sms people. Bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna know what I do there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its pretty awesome ya know, especially the toilet, only one line for you to poo and pee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kids there are so amazing, they are super friendly, there are some hot guys in the upper sec. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures you can go FB check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now in S'pore I've so many problems. So I emo, so I dont wanna talk now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-5770891516196984623?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5770891516196984623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=5770891516196984623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5770891516196984623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/5770891516196984623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/11/wow-zao.html' title='WOW zao'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-4998769519251455502</id><published>2010-11-11T08:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:59:50.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear...</title><content type='html'>I've to bring my bag to school myself today... How?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna die man!! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out my facebook, it has many nice quotes from my handohone =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me talk about yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to meet Venice and Ebony at KFC for breakfast and lunch. Then we played i-phone and bla bla bla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that, met QM at WestMall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached school and officially slacked till 12.45?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to bookshop and had like erm... bought 6 foolscap pads. Me and Ebony shared 1/2 1/2. Yea, its (Y) awesome :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OSL meeting was tough. Me and QM had to photocopy and print stuff, and after that, teach everybody how to sing the songs. It was like the guys all think SICK!!! and the girl called Anna laughed at us. Yea, I finally know what it feels like to be a teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that me, QM, ZF take QM's car go IMM. Fun trip searching for PCK's boots. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then ZF wanted to go home on his own, so I took QM's dad car. Suppose to send till MRT, but he ask me where I stay then send me home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QM was like send this useless prune home for what. Then she say I was the 1st secondary friend that she sent home. Wahaha. I feel so honored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later she alight me and I waved to a indian girl, my friend. So later when I called QM for OSL she said:"You better be grateful I sent you home so you can wave to that Indian girl you useless good for nothing useless prune!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later we called each other when we were packing and talked about Mr Lim's table that has 2 hammie keychain that is able to squeeze, QM was disgusted that he will have such things. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then that's my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh 7-8 was on the phone with my BGF. You geddit, you'll geddit. Dont geddit, too bad, too sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. God loves you, I love you too, Love me too:) you're loved, we're loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE BYE&lt;br /&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-4998769519251455502?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4998769519251455502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=4998769519251455502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4998769519251455502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/4998769519251455502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear...'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3045515794599497155</id><published>2010-11-10T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:15:59.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bag is BIG</title><content type='html'>My bag us really very big. I should treasure all my small bags.&lt;div&gt;OSL's bag is 70L, I think tonight I must re-pack all my stuff again. Then maybe with my mom and grandma. Easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I sacrificed NPCC for OSL :( so sad, I think like that I cant perform already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to go to NPCC want leh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz... So super the sad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate kueh lapis for breakfast and yesterday I had fun. Yipee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at KFC and i was super careless. Poured 7-up at Venice's ex bag, drop my egg tart on my pants etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to school and did some stupid work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to Mr Lim's house, Karise didn't wanna go in until Mr Lin was talking about chalet. She n Venice left 1st. I stayed, I was supposed to do my testimonial, but I didn't know what to do so i sort of slacked at Mr Lim's house. So sad. Then I realized that the shows he were watching were stupid. Some grayman show anime or somthing like that. Then I ask him gimme ice-cream he gimme one whole tub. Then threw me a fork and i started eating, before dinner. Awesome right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I left after awhile, and downstairs I saw Meng Lynn, top in class leh this girl. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Venice ask me Mr Lim wanna see dog anot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Convo on hp between me and Mr Lim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MrLim(picks up phone): Hellp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Venice ask u wanna see doggie anot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Lim: OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me(didn't know that was him): Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Lim: okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OMG, was that just u that said okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Lim: ya ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: okok. meet at wm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that I went to buy 5 canes, walking to MRT I saw zf, which he just finished watching movie, then I say hi, then he ask me about my tuition prices then say bye lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that we went to WM, then talk talk, then go Venice house, the doggie scared of Mr Lim, dont dare go near him, the whole scene was just epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home, Mr Lim go shop n save, say I helped him settle his dinner in a bad way-ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then eat dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teach bro corrections for a paper he could easily pass, but he failed. Haiz, nothing to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that my life was just scolding and boredom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I need to bath then go school for OSL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO&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/6724299057869045845-3045515794599497155?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3045515794599497155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3045515794599497155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3045515794599497155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3045515794599497155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-bag-is-big.html' title='My bag is BIG'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-878037361724559799</id><published>2010-11-09T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:11:20.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i?</title><content type='html'>Should I add music to my blog?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I forgive my mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I learn from her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I do her proud even more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I stop this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've many questions twirling inside my head now. About my blog one, you can just comment on my tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up early in the morning just to bid my mom goodbye before she goes off to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she told me that I can go for my class chalet. But I cant stand it when she said all those !@#$%^&amp;amp;* stuff. Wanna know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because this is my blog. I know what I'm writing. So you can definitely come and ask me =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she said others some other time then discuss because its not important and stuff. So she is saying that God is not important. Oh. I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just utterly disappointed in this woman. That is all I can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I think I'm going to pack my bad for Sichuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we need to weigh our bag on Thursday. Today is already Tuesday. So I'll start maybe like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKOK&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I gotta go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE BYE&lt;br /&gt;GRACE FOO&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/6724299057869045845-878037361724559799?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/878037361724559799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=878037361724559799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/878037361724559799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/878037361724559799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/11/should-i.html' title='should i?'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3937534292057568730</id><published>2010-11-08T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:21:33.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>china</title><content type='html'>I had a horrible and nice weekend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A volcano erupted when i had camp, gross. And I forgot to pack in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke camp early to go to teens excite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had cramp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drank a cup of coffee for lunch. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lim came late and had a good chat with Holly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather was super hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seventh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DIDNT REGRET LEAVING CAMP EARLY. I DID NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEENS EXCITE IS TOO AWESOME!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANNA GO THERE AGAIN N AGAIN N AGAIN N AGAIN N AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUMPED, I HAD VOLCANO. THANK GOD IT DIDNT LEAKED DOWN THE MOUNTAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eighth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to know mr lim's adopted sons kenny and kevin, nice people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished eatin my veggies for dinner. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont hv low voice to sing low songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleventh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm late for lunch now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twelvth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant swim yesterday so I did QT and some hwk, difficult...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirteenth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com's working at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourteenth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bag's very big, 70L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifteenth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixteenth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE FOO :)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/6724299057869045845-3937534292057568730?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3937534292057568730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3937534292057568730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3937534292057568730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3937534292057568730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/11/china.html' title='china'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3889040935892847939</id><published>2010-10-27T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:29:31.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not betrayed. I'm the betrayer</title><content type='html'>like what i told QM, JL and valerie. I'll post the same title in smses, blogs, facebook, and MSN. I did.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll kneel down to 7 people in my clique tmr. I will. nobody can stop me. Unless God says no. I'm serious. Not joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a heavy day. I was well... upset. Bag seemed heavier when I'm upset. And I needed to carry all my files home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OSL meeting was short. And I needed to go to the library to do some stupid scanning and some stupid printing. SIANZ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went home, wait at interchange. Saw ham. tsk. i realize his hair super tall today. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tap my card my poster fell down. Then bus driver help me pick up. Walk a few steps bump to a lady. pai seh... one lady behind me help me. wah so kind. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k i need to sleep. later hitler kill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3889040935892847939?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3889040935892847939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3889040935892847939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3889040935892847939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3889040935892847939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-not-betrayed-im-betrayer.html' title='I&apos;m not betrayed. I&apos;m the betrayer'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-6798371350851748914</id><published>2010-10-18T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:19:28.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>today was........&lt;div&gt; INTERESTING???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back test papers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, n mrs tan bye bye already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its either some Indian or some weird race. Not being racist here. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English first paper. Paper one total add together 100% is 60. Not bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paper two fail by 1/2 mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But total 55...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was science. I got 76. VENICE GOT LIKE 87... The highest in class. congrats. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had a free period for I don't know why. So we used it to discuss about chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finish class gave KOKA guy $5 for Quiet time booklet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YA. before school was fun catching game. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw meng lynn and mr lim with yan wen. Then I play hide n seek with them run and run until I saw KOKA guy. Then I showed him a letter of my dad's... You wanna see you can just come and find me I can show you. Then play catching with them super EPIC!!! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recess was Home econs. I practically slacked the whole day. Then Clarissa sort of hit my leg and kicked Kimberlyn's bag for no particular reason I suppose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberlyn saw, ask me take her bag and I won't say much in the details here. Clarissa, if you read this, please don't be mad ks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Chinese was BORING and well... Sad for Venice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that 1/2 way can say bye bye to porridge as we going AEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the teacher co-ordinator there has weird features... bugs bunny tooth, weird mustache, ... laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was kind of cold, and entertaining during the break. I must win qiu mei for that drinking competition. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LATE already, dont feel like talking but have awesome news to announce. I'm playing for my piano at a piano concert at Young Musician's Society at 54 waterloo street. I'll go see if its free sitting then get you guys come and see me and other pros play k? HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-6798371350851748914?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6798371350851748914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=6798371350851748914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6798371350851748914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/6798371350851748914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6724299057869045845.post-3596287863455001804</id><published>2010-10-17T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:06:52.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz. another boring day</title><content type='html'>Lat night i slept on my mom bed because the whether was stupidly hot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the night, rain splashed on me. stupid. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite a fun day yesterday in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played computer for about 5 hours again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to take my passport photo and was quite okok in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went to church. But not to hear God's words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We organised this day for us to play. Just play. I brought monopoly deal, monopoly electronic, and poka cards. We played all of them. In the church we played poka. HMMM....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my friend and I went to cheers to grab a bite. And I went to tkd after that. Which was quite distracting and irritating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed to teach a bunch of people that hated me. I needed to balance between work and practices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was also distrated by my handphone and smses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget about it man. I learnt my new pattern for black belt. YAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reacher home I slacked awhile and played my mom's phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMS on my bed till about midnight then bathed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This stupid computer I'm using now is my dad's and it has some cursors problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today wake up I bath and went to church. Learnt armor of God. Super cool! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come home i thought my friend can come my house, in the end, never come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had nothing to do at home. I asked my mom if I can play the computer but she said no and I had like seriously nothing to do at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my friend called me I shall not state the name to engage people in rumours and stuff. So ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we talked for almost an hour then I went online and slack lor. Ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOME SUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE BYE&lt;br /&gt;GRACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6724299057869045845-3596287863455001804?l=strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3596287863455001804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6724299057869045845&amp;postID=3596287863455001804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3596287863455001804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6724299057869045845/posts/default/3596287863455001804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strive-soar-will-rawkerz.blogspot.com/2010/10/haiz-another-boring-day.html' title='haiz. another boring day'/><author><name>gR@c3! f%</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13361635891228339795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlZAM8b3BSw/SdtDD4k8VMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nKQhXlvvATQ/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
