<?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-18560396</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:23:45.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth shouts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-115098924218423913</id><published>2006-06-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:14:02.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fridaysaturdaysunday.&lt;br /&gt;after those three days, everything will be over!&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my holidays plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks of structured lessons that killed half of my holis.lessons meepokk, lessons chweekueh, lessons prata, lessons seveneleven, kcdhp at carpark with frequent earthquakes that scare,&lt;br /&gt;homework at secondfloor whilst waiting for genoffice to open so we can have a &lt;em&gt;proper table to do our work and that card:), &lt;/em&gt;foosballfoosballfoosballi like though i keep losing, reuben morgan's room, walking around that roundabout singing salvation is here. pm at tell tale teri's house and xmen and photos, steamboat scoops, pm at daphnetan's house with aircon and look at the numbers! steamboat scoops, pm at secret place, steamboat scoops, romansromansromans; what it means to be saved(: dayfewhouryouthcamp, tuition tuition, macs delivery with soggy fries, tuffybrandyhugoprincess and others, those i dont like, badminton with one swollen ankle and pack of ice for $3 from nice uncle, tuition tuition tuition, eat eat eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imisssarita.&lt;br /&gt;someone please give me a plane so i'll fly over to where she is and pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thistime, im dragging you along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-115098924218423913?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115098924218423913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=115098924218423913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/115098924218423913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/115098924218423913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/fridaysaturdaysunday.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114977351117448720</id><published>2006-06-08T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:31:51.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;!! :)&lt;br /&gt;ever felt how life would be if you could just crush that mundane routine of yours and with all your might, shoot all thats left of it into the dirtiest trash can with flies buzzing all over? &lt;br /&gt;its terribly awesome i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;it feels as though i just walked down the road and for the first time in my life, did a sensible thing; walked into that shop which sells life and traded death for it.&lt;br /&gt;Christ &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray hooray hooray.&lt;br /&gt;shame the devil.thanks dawnterimeida((:&lt;br /&gt;what they said really struck me. for a moment i thought that was it. how hypocritical could i get?&lt;br /&gt;live by what you say. Thou shalt not lie..and indeed, its tough but &lt;strong&gt;thou shalt not lie :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;salvation is here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;KCDHP 7am tmr, tell tale teri tan's house(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114977351117448720?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114977351117448720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114977351117448720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114977351117448720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114977351117448720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-world-i-love-freedom-ever-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114709205736733161</id><published>2006-05-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:40:57.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, its over, for now.(:&lt;br /&gt;chinese olevels in a few weeks, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;just a few days and it'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE A PRINCESS((:&lt;br /&gt;oh the joy of realizing and being one.&lt;br /&gt;i like tingxin song's house.&lt;br /&gt;its like so nice, we could play catching all&lt;br /&gt;day after drinking tehhping and watching BIGGFISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when we need him most,&lt;br /&gt;or a full time commitment?&lt;br /&gt;just tick(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the simplest words say it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114709205736733161?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114709205736733161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114709205736733161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114709205736733161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114709205736733161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-its-over-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114641397340278519</id><published>2006-05-01T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:19:33.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need you   jesus&lt;br /&gt;to come to my rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rescue.&lt;br /&gt;i like that song and so does my sister(:&lt;br /&gt;actually i really like it here, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;YES, i got my confirm ation. i got my confirm ation!((:&lt;br /&gt;forever God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're moving into a place of authority.&lt;br /&gt;Hes backing us up, its gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;His word never fails.&lt;br /&gt;its not the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his heart.&lt;br /&gt;oh when we're one body.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt imagine if we were all called to be preachers.&lt;br /&gt;already there isnt any peace with all that laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; would be worst.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously cheryl pleasee study.&lt;br /&gt;when have we ever studied enough,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114641397340278519?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114641397340278519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114641397340278519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114641397340278519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114641397340278519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-need-you-jesus-to-come-to-my-rescue.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114534823397501195</id><published>2006-04-18T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T16:17:13.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our first ever praise and worship session of the year,&lt;br /&gt;its going to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POWERPACKEDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres always a first,&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was our first.(:&lt;br /&gt;i have never perspired so much in an airconditioned room before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a place of agreement&lt;br /&gt;is a place of power. ((:&lt;br /&gt;i still like that not-very-round circle alott.&lt;br /&gt;KCPM again, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u n i ty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114534823397501195?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114534823397501195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114534823397501195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114534823397501195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114534823397501195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-first-ever-praise-and-worship.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114512387844264794</id><published>2006-04-16T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:57:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>' Want to know the coolest thing about the one who gave up the crown of heaven for a crown of thorns?&lt;br /&gt;He did it for you. Just for you'&lt;br /&gt;-max lucado, He chose the nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overlooked signs.&lt;br /&gt;still, he cared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114512387844264794?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114512387844264794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114512387844264794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114512387844264794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114512387844264794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/want-to-know-coolest-thing-about-one.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114494054914715347</id><published>2006-04-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T11:12:43.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sports day today.&lt;br /&gt;three cheers and threecheers for fourfour.&lt;br /&gt;u n i ty. (:&lt;br /&gt;when nothing that seems so, is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise and worship prac(:&lt;br /&gt;for the first time ever,&lt;br /&gt;the strumming of the guitar gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of practice,&lt;br /&gt;teri's strumming of indescribable is still running in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tomorrow, how now brown cow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you cant fit a&lt;/span&gt; triangular piece into a square hole&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ahh whatever that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;molin, im pretty sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;in desperate hope of a confirmation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;just say theword.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114494054914715347?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114494054914715347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114494054914715347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114494054914715347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114494054914715347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/sports-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114479081990594744</id><published>2006-04-12T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:26:59.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHA. AHHA. AHHA.&lt;br /&gt;i had the funniest time in the com lab today.&lt;br /&gt;when she &lt;strong&gt;tried&lt;/strong&gt; to dance to the music.&lt;br /&gt;ohh the loud thud that sent everyone laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;poor janice.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else would have done that?&lt;br /&gt;oh my.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beaten,&lt;br /&gt;but not destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;when death doesnt have the last say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay coursework is killing me!!&lt;br /&gt;school in approximately one hour and fourty minutes and counting.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTILLBELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;faith;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114479081990594744?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114479081990594744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114479081990594744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114479081990594744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114479081990594744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahha.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114466694343605592</id><published>2006-04-10T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:05:30.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>opened doors.&lt;br /&gt;what takes priority?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen if O's were to be postponed till next year?&lt;br /&gt;one more year in KC,&lt;br /&gt;one more book and music week,&lt;br /&gt;one more year to act retarded,&lt;br /&gt;one more year with dear barney and friends,&lt;br /&gt;one more year with fellow schizofoureans,&lt;br /&gt;one more year with nice teachers,&lt;br /&gt;one more PFT!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;but i'd really not mind to be the first batch of sec fours to have their O's postponed till a year later. ((:&lt;br /&gt;oh no. there'll be chaos cos we'll be taking O's with the sec threes.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH,&lt;br /&gt;but it sounds really fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you trying so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;when you're made to stand out? &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114466694343605592?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114466694343605592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114466694343605592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114466694343605592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114466694343605592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/opened-doors.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114447408221256501</id><published>2006-04-08T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:28:02.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you borrowed my hand to clap.&lt;br /&gt;well, i gave it to you willingly&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it still takes two to offend.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in due time&lt;br /&gt;all fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS STILL GOING TO BE A GOODDAY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;finally,itsover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114447408221256501?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114447408221256501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114447408221256501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114447408221256501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114447408221256501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-borrowed-my-hand-to-clap_08.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114440525825723213</id><published>2006-04-07T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:24:54.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://livedigital.com/AOeU2gAmjw/content/52110/"&gt;(ohohmy)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its back to our secret place.&lt;br /&gt;sharing we had, at the appointed time.&lt;br /&gt;water water water.&lt;br /&gt;i like the swimming part most(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin, not person.&lt;br /&gt;when actions do not make a person.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps one's thoughts would.&lt;br /&gt;check the dictionary.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE in seventeen days.&lt;br /&gt;self c ontrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when nothing you say matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114440525825723213?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114440525825723213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114440525825723213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114440525825723213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114440525825723213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/ohohmy-when-its-back-to-our-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114380893030069166</id><published>2006-03-31T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:02:18.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;when everything fades away in the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;you cant stop time, try racing it.&lt;br /&gt;when that really happens, you cant fight your way through&lt;br /&gt;or grumble and groan.&lt;br /&gt;because youre taken, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind, have your way then.&lt;br /&gt;lifes stressful when its all about choice.&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing is when one doesnt know what they're entitled to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one affects a multitude,&lt;br /&gt;here try comprehending it-&lt;br /&gt;the power of one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114380893030069166?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114380893030069166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114380893030069166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114380893030069166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114380893030069166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/does-it-really-matter-when-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114354636536362019</id><published>2006-03-28T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:46:05.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>self control.&lt;br /&gt;something i totally lack.&lt;br /&gt;its time to be more disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;MYE in 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what she said really ripped everything apart.&lt;br /&gt;it was hurt and disappointment trembling in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew.&lt;br /&gt;if it affected her so much,&lt;br /&gt;how much more &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just what exactly does &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; feel, i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened today.&lt;br /&gt;really opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how much small gestures meant.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how much one could hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how much one could love.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that it doesnt take anything big to destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all whom ive unintentionally hurt in one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a thousand times i've failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;still your mercy endures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;should i stumble again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;still im caught in your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-from the inside out, Hillsong united. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114354636536362019?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114354636536362019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114354636536362019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114354636536362019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114354636536362019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/self-control.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114303159139275081</id><published>2006-03-22T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:46:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great, i failed to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;self control.&lt;br /&gt;imust imust imust i must.&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought the sea was calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrsC said that my attitudes improving.((:&lt;br /&gt;whatever she meant by that.&lt;br /&gt;but it just goes to show that the&lt;br /&gt;new resolution=new person thing worked out after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're already in the midst of it.&lt;br /&gt;its going to be BIG.&lt;br /&gt;so she says, but im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it took seven rounds and a victorious shout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114303159139275081?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114303159139275081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114303159139275081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114303159139275081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114303159139275081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/great-i-failed-to-do-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114208563863488396</id><published>2006-03-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:00:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i had.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parent: i am sure that my son can get that grade.&lt;br /&gt;brother paul: why didnt he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple. want something?&lt;br /&gt;do something to prove something.&lt;br /&gt;but what then do we use to prove,&lt;br /&gt;since it seems that almost nothing short of a miracle could brighten this darkened sky.&lt;br /&gt;what better idea than to use the mirrors that were onced stained, but no longer,&lt;br /&gt;to reveal the truth.&lt;br /&gt;thats of course if the mirrors werent double sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes challenging when its all about&lt;br /&gt;choice, not power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114208563863488396?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114208563863488396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114208563863488396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114208563863488396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114208563863488396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-wish-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114204681736308293</id><published>2006-03-11T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T11:19:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally it came.&lt;br /&gt;the last day of term one.&lt;br /&gt;but no no no no no.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers still refused to let us off.&lt;br /&gt;the whole of march holidays are redundant please.&lt;br /&gt;apart from ignite and a few night sessions of synergize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my mum got back my report book.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;theres just too much room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;track was totally intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;they came like an army.&lt;br /&gt;if they were to train here on a weekly basis,&lt;br /&gt;ohh die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to organise my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;preferably print them out and cut each strend of thought out and &lt;br /&gt;arrange them in an organised manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, at least theres one thing that'll make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;IGNITE tmr!&lt;br /&gt;coloured shirts TX!! :D&lt;br /&gt;-could it be revival? ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114204681736308293?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114204681736308293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114204681736308293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114204681736308293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114204681736308293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-it-came.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114181731221658781</id><published>2006-03-08T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:28:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eight to ten: study&lt;br /&gt;ten thirty to twelve thirty: study&lt;br /&gt;one to four: study&lt;br /&gt;four to seven: study&lt;br /&gt;seven to seven thirty: talk nonsense to your mother and eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;seven thirty to ten: study&lt;br /&gt;ten: close your eyes and recite all that you have memorized the whole day&lt;br /&gt;if you dont get your As, you can go find a really tall building and jump down. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like mrs L.&lt;br /&gt;she inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;im really going to start trying to try to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well,&lt;br /&gt;you prayed for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114181731221658781?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114181731221658781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114181731221658781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114181731221658781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114181731221658781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/eight-to-ten-study-ten-thirty-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114172822579450956</id><published>2006-03-07T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:06:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jesus i believe in you and i would go,&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consistency.&lt;br /&gt;when its not just talking,&lt;br /&gt;but living it out.&lt;br /&gt;its really scary, cos its just so true.&lt;br /&gt;took me four minutes to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to you, ms C.&lt;br /&gt;and guess it was well worth the time it if youre standing where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its already that tough in school,&lt;br /&gt;how much more at the ends of the earth?&lt;br /&gt;i dare not fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114172822579450956?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114172822579450956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114172822579450956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114172822579450956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114172822579450956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/jesus-i-believe-in-you-and-i-would-go.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114146761298570094</id><published>2006-03-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:10:44.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seeing her and having walked along that creepy road&lt;br /&gt;just makes me wonder how great an effect love can have on a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously on twelfth night, we studied the four different kinds of love;&lt;br /&gt;grief, genuine, infatuation, and mercenary. ahhh okay, that was retarded and&lt;br /&gt;totally unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;numbs all the pain that you have to bear,&lt;br /&gt;kills all negative thoughts about life,&lt;br /&gt;gives you the adrenaline rush,&lt;br /&gt;and a new lease of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you have so much love for her,&lt;br /&gt;how much more is &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; love for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if childbirth is terribly painful without anaesthetics,&lt;br /&gt;how much more.&lt;br /&gt;hammering rusty nails into &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; palm?&lt;br /&gt;poking thorns into &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; skull?&lt;br /&gt;getting &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; flesh ripped apart?&lt;br /&gt;getting ridiculed at by &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; countrymen for &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it didnt hurt as much as to see &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt; turn away from &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose nothing could have stopped &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; from doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if love could make you brave the storms to paint a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;spend as much money as required to get her something she likes,&lt;br /&gt;risk your life to get her back home safe and sound,&lt;br /&gt;im pretty sure i know why &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; held back those angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; doesnt love you?&lt;br /&gt;here,&lt;br /&gt;keep these nails and the cross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114146761298570094?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114146761298570094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114146761298570094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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would spoil this moment.&lt;br /&gt;too beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overcomers; we're called to be.&lt;br /&gt;embrace the truth,&lt;br /&gt;step out in faith,&lt;br /&gt;and finish the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BAPTISM TX!!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and samuel too, of course.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;soo cool la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;as in seriously, wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;now i understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but when oh when can we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;by faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114146351650270636?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114146351650270636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114146351650270636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114146351650270636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114146351650270636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-can-fanthom.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114137172992872066</id><published>2006-03-03T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:42:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday, again.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so affected by the things around me.&lt;br /&gt;and pretty tan just confiscated all the joy that i was suppose to collect on fridays.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh help.i really want to take amath.&lt;br /&gt;if she and she and she and she and she can, why cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i need to buy a 101-ways-to-be-grateful book.&lt;br /&gt;gratitude. really need brushing up on that.&lt;br /&gt;im too eager to have more that i forgot how much i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im begining to feel the stress and that ohhh-sec4 feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and it seriously sucks.&lt;br /&gt;on one hand, i really want to do well and make my mama smile&lt;br /&gt;but on the other, i just want to run to some deserted island&lt;br /&gt;and organise my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes to you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll  study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114137172992872066?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114137172992872066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114137172992872066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114137172992872066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114137172992872066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114131584561394421</id><published>2006-03-02T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T00:10:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the truth shall set you free.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously stoning like crazy now.(:&lt;br /&gt;just woke up from my nap and my head hurts real bad.&lt;br /&gt;i really think im going to get my double chin really soon. ahhhh help someone!&lt;br /&gt;MCflurry with melissa while rushing to finish kribbies.&lt;br /&gt;i'm  seriously struggling. struggling to manage my time properly.&lt;br /&gt;i need a study plan, fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no torture time today for lit.&lt;br /&gt;hip hip-a horray!&lt;br /&gt;felt so relieved when someone told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;was really unprepared and everything.&lt;br /&gt;so yes time to stone again.&lt;br /&gt;praise God! haha.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have one and two billion things to do,&lt;br /&gt;but ive only done one of them.&lt;br /&gt;so that leaves me with two billion more things to do.YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it isnt tiring, it isnt training.&lt;br /&gt;if life were a bed of roses, oh what would we learn.&lt;br /&gt;thorns are nice too.&lt;br /&gt;irritating but nice.&lt;br /&gt;irritatingly nice.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114131584561394421?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114131584561394421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114131584561394421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114131584561394421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114131584561394421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/truth-shall-set-you-free.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114112467257974637</id><published>2006-02-28T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:04:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel happy today.&lt;br /&gt;because ive been reassured.&lt;br /&gt;hes working on it..day and night, he doesnt sleep.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;her confession:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;uhh actually ive stopped going to church already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;her sincere reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;no, you have'nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES.&lt;br /&gt;tell me why am i not surprised by his divine intervention. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect the unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;and expect it BIG. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114112467257974637?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114112467257974637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114112467257974637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114112467257974637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114112467257974637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114103823450879658</id><published>2006-02-27T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:03:55.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting inspired, again.&lt;br /&gt;yay for me. thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the world were to end tonight.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i would really feel sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i just wasted one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;24 hours gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. cheryl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i was reading Max Lucado's &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;six hours one friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and found this part exceptionally interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;' "Does death have the last word?" I can see Jesus wink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as he gives the answer. "Not on your life" ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;alright, it isnt very &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but i like it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;MANYmuch :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114103823450879658?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114103823450879658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114103823450879658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114103823450879658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114103823450879658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-getting-inspired-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114096428702420635</id><published>2006-02-26T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:31:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>those forty minutes of lecture was well worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;it takes two hands to clap and two to tango.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, im feeling apologetic.&lt;br /&gt;and so is my partner.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll never want to scream my lungs out at her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;she seems quite adorable and harmless now.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shhh about campus superstar k maine? HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love life.&lt;br /&gt;im really begining to love it.&lt;br /&gt;discontentment with life forced me to look out of the window for more.&lt;br /&gt;the furniture in the house is very pretty too, i've realised.&lt;br /&gt;some houses are black,cold and silent.&lt;br /&gt;mine isnt, thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they may have life, to the full.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114096428702420635?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114096428702420635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114096428702420635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114096428702420635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114096428702420635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/those-forty-minutes-of-lecture-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114077585562621599</id><published>2006-02-24T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:12:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;twentyFOURTH feb. '06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday to you.(X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday to mummy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday to YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gods blessing you now(X4) ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;thank God its friday.&lt;br /&gt;waited five long days just for this day to come.&lt;br /&gt;brandon is really cute.&lt;br /&gt;its most definite that he &lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;NOT you dawn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;storytelling at the chapel today.&lt;br /&gt;'why did papa Jesus have to die?' was his question when he looked at the cross.&lt;br /&gt;wow. and guess who was left to answer that.&lt;br /&gt;so i did. and as i explained, i found that i was talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;reminding myself once more of his goodness and grace.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt have to.&lt;br /&gt;nails cant pin the son of the Most High on a tree.&lt;br /&gt;he chose to.. for us.&lt;br /&gt;its not a matter of power, but of choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114077585562621599?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114077585562621599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114077585562621599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114077585562621599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114077585562621599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/twentyfourth-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114035503120712754</id><published>2006-02-19T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:17:11.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todays service was slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;pastor jamelle from nigeria(?) came to preach.&lt;br /&gt;i liked what he said, the way he said it.((:&lt;br /&gt;samson and deliliah for breakfast. lasted me till dinner and perhaps till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preacher in the house for an hour.(: i like this pastor..haha.&lt;br /&gt;he wasn't the least afraid to offend.&lt;br /&gt;no BA nor MA.&lt;br /&gt;just BABH; &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;orn &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;gain and &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;abtized in the &lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;oly ghost. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judges 16.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foreign land i was in but no longer.&lt;br /&gt;fresh fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just once more,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114035503120712754?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114035503120712754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114035503120712754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114035503120712754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114035503120712754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-service-was-slightly-different.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114028019496781338</id><published>2006-02-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:29:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh yes.&lt;br /&gt;finally its over.((:&lt;br /&gt;race at macritchie was somewhat interesting.&lt;br /&gt;man, you should have seen the facial expressions of our team before and after the run.&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;we were like half dead an hour before the race and i guess it took us 4.1km to be energized.&lt;br /&gt;mrs sim said a prayer before the race which i liked much.&lt;br /&gt;felt so peaceful but unfortunately, her amen came too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, so we started running.&lt;br /&gt;the people whom i ran with were so supportive la.&lt;br /&gt;kept clapping to encourage.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad now for not clapping more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Not by might, nor by power but by my spirit saith the Lord'&lt;br /&gt;whoa, todays race was tiring for me.&lt;br /&gt;having not trained for a week and with a shin that hurts like crazy,&lt;br /&gt;im glad i completed the route.&lt;br /&gt;some were puking and all im glad my meals are still somewhere along the digestive tract.&lt;br /&gt;not by might, nor by power but by his spirit, i completed the race.&lt;br /&gt;glory to you, Jesus!  hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;looking back, i really cant believe i completed it.&lt;br /&gt;it was like whoa..when i reached the finishing line,&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was already in heaven watching how my race went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my future,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114028019496781338?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114028019496781338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114028019496781338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114028019496781338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114028019496781338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahhhh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114023099058512426</id><published>2006-02-18T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T10:49:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im glad i went for cell in the end.&lt;br /&gt;it was really funny and i think everyone was really hyper.&lt;br /&gt;'go home and &lt;strong&gt;repent&lt;/strong&gt;!' ((:&lt;br /&gt;comparing our problems with the big God we serve just isnt worth our time.&lt;br /&gt;He works behind the scenes, even when you are unaware of it.&lt;br /&gt;supper after that at seven-11.&lt;br /&gt;lame jokes for desert.&lt;br /&gt;Ignite in march.&lt;br /&gt;I believe,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114023099058512426?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114023099058512426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114023099058512426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114023099058512426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114023099058512426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-glad-i-went-for-cell-in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-114016629897664763</id><published>2006-02-17T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:51:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had an off day?(:&lt;br /&gt;it was terrible lah. three tests in a row.&lt;br /&gt;cell group later on.&lt;br /&gt;our class  is too crowded and we need more fans.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like my tuition group at all.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that im laughing by myself at myself.&lt;br /&gt;total defence was retarted.&lt;br /&gt;race tmr at macritchie.&lt;br /&gt;INSPITEOF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-114016629897664763?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114016629897664763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=114016629897664763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114016629897664763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/114016629897664763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-had-off-day-it-was-terrible-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113810358972031182</id><published>2006-01-24T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T19:53:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;two days of fun, laughter, peace and joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad throat and swollen eyes many came out with.&lt;br /&gt;mass prayer was truly meaningful and i like it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108.207.304.404.&lt;br /&gt;its not these two days that hold all the pretty memories.&lt;br /&gt;but rather, it reminded me of them.&lt;br /&gt;the retarted things we did and the more retarted things we tried to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly remembered that i have people in my class whom i have been rather close to since primary three.&lt;br /&gt;and figured that after ten more months in kc, i'll probably not see all the 160 people whom i once shared a classroom with.&lt;br /&gt;its a sad thought. and i dont really want to move on.&lt;br /&gt;well, ten more months we still have.((:&lt;br /&gt;making the best out of it, try hard i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113810358972031182?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113810358972031182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113810358972031182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113810358972031182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113810358972031182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/retreat_24.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113810172520954668</id><published>2006-01-24T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T19:22:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in blue jeans and a brown jacket.&lt;br /&gt;'I came to them in robes because they wore robes. I come to you in blue jeans because you wear blue jeans.' &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jesus in &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; jeans.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream was weird.&lt;br /&gt;but im writing it down so i wont forget anymore of this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foreign place i found myself in.&lt;br /&gt;man led me to one room which has a green board at the top saying' starbucks coffee'&lt;br /&gt;walked in and kept looking down.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i saw a pair of jeans and when i looked up, i saw a brown jacket and a face.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why but i had this really strong feeling that it was God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours ago, i said that if i were to really meet up with God, the first thing i'll do is&lt;br /&gt;complain. &lt;br /&gt;but this time i was determined not to do so but thank him instead.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. we kept on talking and thats all i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really really weird.&lt;br /&gt;you can laugh for all you want.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113810172520954668?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113810172520954668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113810172520954668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113810172520954668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113810172520954668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-blue-jeans-and-brown-jacket.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113681876935497574</id><published>2006-01-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:00:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; believe it.&lt;br /&gt;walking down the corridors.&lt;br /&gt;entering our new classrooms with new desks without bars under it to put our books.&lt;br /&gt;some new teachers and new chapters.&lt;br /&gt;much appreciated reminders about Os.(:&lt;br /&gt;294 days to ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG GIANNT Os&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was rather alright.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to admit it but, i really dont feel like a sec four at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning prayer meetings.&lt;br /&gt;PUSH.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if revival doesnt excite you, what will? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodday to one and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113681876935497574?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113681876935497574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113681876935497574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113681876935497574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113681876935497574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-cannot-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113601920201559750</id><published>2005-12-31T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T16:54:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>twenty O' FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;gave me numerous pretty memories and countless problems. (:&lt;br /&gt;but i thank God for every single thing that happened on every single day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;sad or happy the days have been, it would never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;thanks abba, for 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me what i'd do without you,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113601920201559750?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113601920201559750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113601920201559750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113601920201559750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113601920201559750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/twenty-o-five.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113584909472000659</id><published>2005-12-29T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:38:14.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found this in my mailbox last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'CANDY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANE&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An american candy maker made the first candy cane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He made a candy to celebrate what Christmas is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The snow white candy represents our lives washed white as snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The three fine lines of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; represents the blood of Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which flowed from His hands and feet and side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, he shaped each candy into a "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which reminds us of whom Christmas is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our candy canes were not originally canes but " &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; "s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to remind us of &lt;strong&gt;JESUS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really interesting to find small notes like these in your mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;it came with a pretty candy shaped in a J.(:&lt;br /&gt;dig deeper and you may find one in yours too!&lt;br /&gt;and special thanks to those who put them in.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113584909472000659?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113584909472000659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113584909472000659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113584909472000659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113584909472000659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-found-this-in-my-mailbox-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113566128248328245</id><published>2005-12-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:28:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas day,&lt;br /&gt;first ever drums lesson.&lt;br /&gt;plucked up buckets of courage and went straight up to ask.&lt;br /&gt;started lessons almost immediately!&lt;br /&gt;ran in to get three pairs of chopsticks and we learnt our very first beat.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me how cool is that? haha. YAYY!&lt;br /&gt;thank God so so much.&lt;br /&gt;now, my dream can finally materialize. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos gona be playing for fop jolyn?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, ohh that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113566128248328245?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113566128248328245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113566128248328245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113566128248328245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113566128248328245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-day-first-ever-drums-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113559082008415242</id><published>2005-12-26T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:53:42.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;really different. no christmas trees or santa.&lt;br /&gt;guess they finally figured out who Christmas really is about.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus! ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;old folks' home we went.&lt;br /&gt;really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;they smiled, we smiled, everyone was happy.&lt;br /&gt;people accepted Christ as their Lord and Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;'despite the language barrier' ps rachel. HAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;it was truly rewarding.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed Christmas! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113559082008415242?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113559082008415242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113559082008415242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113559082008415242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113559082008415242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113525674639124089</id><published>2005-12-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T21:05:46.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a christmas like no other?&lt;br /&gt;come join in the fun and laughter as we celebrate this pretty season together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paradise of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;negara hotel 3rd level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 a.m((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, have a blessed Christmas!! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113525674639124089?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113525674639124089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113525674639124089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113525674639124089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113525674639124089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-like-no-other-come-join-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113456064407734386</id><published>2005-12-14T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:00:15.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUILIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wait, i think we forgot to sing her a birthday song earlier on. so, here goes. (( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy birthday to you. ( x2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy birthday to Guilia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy birthday to you!!!!! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;laura's house today. really huge and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;practically spent all our time watching movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;really funny. haha, had alott of fun. ( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;malaysia tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;homework still untouched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;many books i still want to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Os next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i need a miracle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;thanks papa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;believe and recieve!!:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Alicia's &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt; quiz (( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 people you talk to online&lt;br /&gt;1) Graham&lt;br /&gt;2) Naomi&lt;br /&gt;3)Alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 people you see in school&lt;br /&gt;4) Sarita&lt;br /&gt;5) Tingsss!&lt;br /&gt;6) Charmaine Ong, dearest boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 teachers&lt;br /&gt;7) Ms Chai!!&lt;br /&gt;8) Mdm Zakiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 people you love going out with&lt;br /&gt;9) gabrina&lt;br /&gt;10) claire&lt;br /&gt;11) Meida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 people in your sms inbox&lt;br /&gt;12) guilia&lt;br /&gt;13) gabrina&lt;br /&gt;14) grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what do you think of #04 ?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! shes the world's most huggable person ever!! and im really glad to have her in my class cos she keeps laughing and yeah, brings quite an incredible sum of fun and laughter to the boring four walls up on the third level.(( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How would you feel if #04 slapped you on the face ?&lt;br /&gt;uhh i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How nice is number #06 ?&lt;br /&gt;OHHH booo! haha, really nice. i mean shes like some deflated strong rubbery bag that i can &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;vomit all my nonsence into. really great. but not when she gets serious and starts shooting me with all those lectures and really long letters to scold me!! ): haha, kidding!! iLOVE you boo!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the scale of 1 - 10, how good looking is #05 ?&lt;br /&gt;awwesome. stx! try going deeper and you'll fine someone with a pure heart.really great person. im glad i was able to meet this stx despite the large population on planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honestly if #08 met with an accident, what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;she just gave birth to a baby girl?? i cant wait to see her when school reopens. then she'll tell all her cold jokes again. YAYY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What sport would you play with #12 ?&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhh. AHAH, i dont really think i can play any sport with her. we'll probably laugh the whole way about absolutely nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What if #01 has a boyfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;ask &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; and see what &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; says about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do you hate #09 ?&lt;br /&gt;noooo. not at all! i love her. just had a whole lot of fun with her today. her presence is greatly appreciated by cheryl. if not for her, track and psl would be really boring. love ya honey!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-how much do you like&lt;br /&gt;i dont like naomi. i LOVE this big sotongg!! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-will #13 and #07 make a good couple ?&lt;br /&gt;i know who would make a good couple!&lt;br /&gt;adam and eve! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-would #14 kill you one day ?&lt;br /&gt;she looks really tame and harmless but who knows, will you grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you like more, #03 or #10 ?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i really miss claire now. havent really been able to talk to her for a loong while.&lt;br /&gt;ohh did i tell you? alicia's really huggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 5 people being passed onto ?&lt;br /&gt;actually anyone who wants to do it can do it. but i'd rather you not to. cos my mum just screamed right into my ear thinking that its all a waste of time. so if you still want to do it, have fun then.&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to alicia tan for making me partially deaf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113456064407734386?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113456064407734386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113456064407734386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113456064407734386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113456064407734386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-guilia-ohh-wait-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113452386004210664</id><published>2005-12-14T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:31:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still trying to kick cheryl out of the spotlight. still trying ways and means to send all sorts of signals to her brain telling her that the universe doesnt revolve around her and things dont operate because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumping life off self centre as max lucado would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, just wanna thank Jack lucado for staying faithful and in his time of struggle, allowing God to use his suffering for His glory, adding to the ever growing population of kindgom heaven.&lt;br /&gt;im sure he is having a great time in heaven now, probably having tea with angels maybe? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113452386004210664?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113452386004210664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113452386004210664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113452386004210664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113452386004210664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-still-trying-to-kick-cheryl-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113421758059661120</id><published>2005-12-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T17:32:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>judgements sure to come.&lt;br /&gt;make sure youre on the right side.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an attitude of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;learning not to judge Jesus by the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;took me rather long to get that straight into my head.&lt;br /&gt;but im glad i did, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quality time : )&lt;br /&gt;accountable for that which ive wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I will be with you' -the great I AM-&lt;br /&gt;what more can we ask for?&lt;br /&gt;GOD &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; enough. (( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113421758059661120?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113421758059661120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113421758059661120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113421758059661120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113421758059661120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/judgements-sure-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113361959526790915</id><published>2005-12-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:25:52.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;a pretty lovely dream.&lt;br /&gt;it was too real and beautiful to be just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God's trying to hint something. HAHA, i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i was in a jamming room, i think.&lt;br /&gt;and i was on the drums.&lt;br /&gt;i picked up the pair of headphones on the floor and listened to it.&lt;br /&gt;it was playing one way.&lt;br /&gt;and as i listened to it i played the drums and goshh.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a proo!!! goodness.&lt;br /&gt;played like any reall drummer would!&lt;br /&gt;i felt super super super super happy! like WOOW kind.&lt;br /&gt;okk, then the dream ended.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up not remembering anything.&lt;br /&gt;then when i listened to one way on the com,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly remembered myself in that dream. WAHAHHH! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learnn drums. NOWWW! (( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113361959526790915?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113361959526790915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113361959526790915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113361959526790915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113361959526790915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-had-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113343523757702108</id><published>2005-12-01T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T12:44:49.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;long day today. hopefully a meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about this.&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont really know what to think or hope for.the better or the worst.&lt;br /&gt;it was once said that a guy would rather suffer in the perfect will of God than to suffer in eternity doing exactly the opposite of what God asked Him to do, sin that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think most sane people would choose the first option but, its difficult especially when problems start arising ever so quickly. but i think thats the catch. its supposed to be difficult! haha. okk, i finally got that figured out.'life isnt a bed of roses and if you cant even face such small persecution, how are you going to go out and evangelize and take all that rejection' aunty's signature line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these problems or trials or circumstances or whatever you wish to call it has helped me draw close and rely on Him a whole lott. and i think they're supposed to do just that. we're supposed to put total reliance on God and God alone, trusting that He is with us and for us and step out in Faith to do what seems to be impossible(to men). and what better way can we learn to do so apart from being thrown into deep water with your legs all cramped, where you are finally in a condusive environment to humbly remove the you from the spotlight and turn to seek the strong mighty lifeguard AKA GOD for help, reaching your hand out to grab His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praising my way out of the well. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Trust me in your times of trouble and i will rescue you, and you will give me glory'&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 50:15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113343523757702108?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113343523757702108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113343523757702108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113343523757702108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113343523757702108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/long-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113300293102862939</id><published>2005-11-26T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:24:37.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25112005&lt;br /&gt;generations fifth birthdayy.&lt;br /&gt;WOWW. super cool.(( :&lt;br /&gt;although cookie monster didnt come, i was still gladd i came.&lt;br /&gt;was truly blessed by the message.&lt;br /&gt;BREAKINGGGGthrough we are! :DD&lt;br /&gt;oddd people GOD chooses. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to cell.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;i think i was early. like three mins early or something. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;debating on drinking problems. :XXX&lt;br /&gt;plucking lessons given none other than mr crispin. wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;i can pluck like one eight of a song! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home.&lt;br /&gt;lost ten bucks on the way bacckk.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully we were able to reach the station in time to board the last train.ohhh thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;train tripp with esther+henry+cheryl.was instantly reminded of june's YE camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i missed it many many.&lt;br /&gt;the fun fun fun times when we all played really weird gamess that were simply hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;underground church&lt;/strong&gt; experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;YE carr wash!&lt;/span&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;treekking up high high mountains and crossing that shakkey bridge.( :&lt;br /&gt;middnight games and calls.&lt;br /&gt;going deeper into the word.&lt;br /&gt;'be still and know that I AM GOD.'&lt;br /&gt;the prodigal sonS. HAHA, that was trulyy funney!&lt;br /&gt;and many many many more!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh i miss it soo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113300293102862939?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113300293102862939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113300293102862939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113300293102862939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113300293102862939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/25112005-generations-fifth-birthdayy.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113264991193074863</id><published>2005-11-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:30:28.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, housework housework and more housework.&lt;br /&gt;ive got to admit something. i kind of enjoy it now. weird but yes. ( :&lt;br /&gt;meeting in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i think theres hope for singapore to start snowing!&lt;br /&gt;it was soo cold in and outside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;YES YES YES!! SNOW FOR CHRISTMASSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ::)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping today at giant for camp.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl gets to sit in the trolley again. YAYYY! :D&lt;br /&gt;there were christmas trees and decorations at giant.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be santa clause!! okay, maybe not. but its fun to just imagine that i am. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;made plans to go &lt;strong&gt;carolllllling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hospitals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;children's homes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;old folks homes&lt;/span&gt;...thats where we're gona have our christmass gathering this year. iHOPE.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and meida's houseTOhouse visits.&lt;br /&gt;where we'll go to &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; our houses, stand at the window and shout a big fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CHRISTMASSS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber uber uber fun!&lt;br /&gt;letts do it, pleassse.(( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay right now im thoroughly irritated with my sisters. agrhh. helpp. cant take it anymore. they're like screaming and shouting at the top of their voices with absolutely no regard that i exist and its terrible especially when you have two of them together. last night was the worstt, i tell you. after entertaining them for an hour, i was exhausted but they just wont let me go. thankfully i manage to calm myself down when i came across a verse. hope it'll help you too if you ever meet anyone like my sisters. HAHA, im kidding. i still love them many many much much. if not for them, i'll have to clean the house my myself. terrible, tsk tsk. thank GOD for sisters!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.'&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113264991193074863?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113264991193074863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113264991193074863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113264991193074863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113264991193074863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/wheeee.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113222537467910239</id><published>2005-11-17T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:33:02.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BARBEQQUE FOR SCHITZO&lt;em&gt;FOUR&lt;/em&gt;EANS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to celebrate one year of our existence.(( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t'was the awwesome-ESTT time ever. okk,exaggeration alott me. but, seriously it was fun la! met the others at school bus stop and waited forever for the rest to come. then we walked a really long way to our pit and HAHA. heres the funny wunny part. there were like people sitting and having their picnics on our pit. and dinie and all were like " excuse mee, this is our pitt" kind. hahah. hilarious. okk, so we set things up and sarita+meida+tingxin+me rented bikes and cycled to parkway to get more FOOD!!! sarita insisted that it'll be really embarassing to cycle all the way to parkway and park our bikes at the information counter. so, we took the risk and parked it beside fcbc without any like "security ropes" and prayed reall hard that it wont get stolen. and it didnt! woohoo. thank GOD man. grocery shopping was funn too. relived childhood and squeezed in the trolley with the rest of the stuffies. funn, go try!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barbeque was great though it rained. ms chai+ms nanxi+mrs&amp;mr kauthar came. claire tried cycling. i repeat.she tried. in the end, she succeeded with the help of cheryl lek. HAHA, no la. meida and ms chai spent like one eighth of the bbq time to teach her. but claire cant brake?! haha, anyway, we had our very own birthday cake for our class! sang the birthday song like over and over cos the candles and timing were wrong. HAHA, hilarious. it was like filming some show la. obs+kcp+kcs ghost stories told by our very own audreee.&lt;br /&gt;jokes by meida and sarita and claire, too. ' mr mario'. ( : water bombs that couldnt be filled and thrown. lousy us. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the saddest and most memorable part of the whole outing. we were clearing up the pit and everyone who left, left. then came this old lady who went from one dustbin to another picking up aluminium boxes hoping to sell it for money. it was really sad. so we offered her food and everything. sadly, she speaks only hokkien. anyways, we had dawn+audre+meida+claire to try make up what she was saying as well as to speak to her. dinie was super cute. she made like sign language to the woman telling her that the pack of food isnt cooked and asked her to cook it before eating.HAHA, bet she didnt understand a thing.(( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this woman has a really sad story. one daughter two grandchildren. gets beatings from her daughter. mann, agrh. what dawn said really is true. " there are plenty of others out there who are like that" how man? they're like so poor thing. we decided to pray for her but you see we cant understand each other so it makes it really hard to communicate much less evangelize. uncle xinni's dad prayed for her through the phone. fortunately, meida's nanny came and it seems that shes her friend! okkk, she translated it. and thats all i guess. we cant visit her or send breakfast cos her daughter would get mad. you shouldve been there and see the woman's pain in her eyes. she was like close to tears when she told us her life story. ugrh. tx said the only way to help is to pray that the police will find out about her daughter abusing her or smthng? well, at least we tried i guess. Lets all learn hokkien together kk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;grounded&lt;/strong&gt;. seriousl. start of holidays and im on the ground. HAHA. ohh so fun.(( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All paid for: Our Lord J.C paid the price. died for us. forgave our sins. and gives eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;freebie for grabbs: salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved." John 10:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113222537467910239?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113222537467910239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113222537467910239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113222537467910239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113222537467910239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/barbeqque-for-schitzofoureans-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113163020935981983</id><published>2005-11-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:44:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lovely day today, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;rain rain. come again!!&lt;br /&gt;what would it be like without mr rain? droughts and famine blah blah blah. we'd probably have to work extra hard just so that we'll drink a cup of water each day cos there'll be a shortage of water by then.THANK GOD FOR mrRAIN!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great time talking to charboo this morning. manage to clear some things up and yess, she seems like a happy little dumpling.( : so excited and on fire for GOD. really happy for her. we studied the BIBLE. probably the most interesting book &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; on planet earth, pluto and mars. not forgetting the other planets. we could just read and read the bible the whole day. uber uber UBER fun!!The bible is like the worlds greatest truthbook.haha.really, its like nothing but the truth. the truth truth truth. indeed, the truth shall set you free!! and it already has for many on planet earth.(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foundation class with ps rachel and mr crispin. had a whole lot of fun exercising our lovely FAITH muscle.( : prayed and walked(sat) by faith. believing GOD that the rain would be held back for a couple of hours for us to finish the lesson and perhaps cycle a few miles. but it didnt happen. and i'm rather glad it rained. because i learnt that things dont always go the way you want it to?not all the time anyway.( :GOD's will and time.two crucial ingredients to make the best-EST powerpuff doll on planet earth.(= i feel sometimes my way seems like the best way. rather, the only way. but who knows?GODs way may be better. ohh well. lets all try and embark on this wonderful journey of walking in the perfect will of GOD and discover things that would leave you speechless.breathless. and whatever-ESS. :D shall we?(( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;GOD is soo soo good. all the time! through the good and badd times, His love remains. He changeth nott!! and im so grateful for that.( : when you take care of GODs stuff, He'll take care of yours. and that just makes me smile many many. everytime after the meetings, i'll rush home hoping to touch home sweet home before my curfew closes up on me. and it seems that i always do. either that or i'd come home at a really 'unreasonable hour' (so my mum says) and yett, by GODs grace, manage to sleep through the night in peace. without any naggs or scoldings or have any of my privileges taken away. glory to GOD!!! :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men may fail you but take heart for our GOD &lt;strong&gt;doesnt&lt;/strong&gt;. He takes care of every single aspect of your life if you'll just submit to Him.( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My flesh and heart may fail but GOD is the strength of my heart and my portion forever'&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 73:26&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113163020935981983?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113163020935981983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113163020935981983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113163020935981983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113163020935981983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/lovely-day-today-isnt-it-rain-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113146078645262799</id><published>2005-11-08T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:15:24.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another beautiful day graciously given by this wonderful father of mine.&lt;br /&gt;God never fails to amaze me. i think im thinking too much to the point that im going crazzy. haha. my thoughts are all jumbled up. i feel like a busy noisy bumble bee. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a heart to heart talk with abba today. glad everyone left the house so i could be left alone to rant :X woops. Now, i really think that everything happens for a reason and no matter how hard things may get. He never forsakes and His grace is more than sufficient for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been complaining alot to Him. shooting a million 'why's that of course He can only answer. and i think God is a gentleman.HAHA. serious, He couldve just thrown the chair at me when i selfishly asked him to explain himself. But all He did was to gently remind me of all my blessings and how blessed i am to be who God made me to be. know, for a period of time i was rather upset with God for putting me in the class i am in right now. because i felt that the amount of effort i put in didnt match the results produced. and i felt that it wasnt fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What mrs Lie had said when i got my results actually stayed in my heart till now and even kept me going for the first few months in three4. 'grow where youre planted.' indeed, a season for a reason. God never planned to leave me alone to face all these by myself. what seem to me a horrible experience actually made me draw closer to God. Through real authentic fellowship with a few of the christians in class, i started actually becoming a real christian. not one who hides mr Almighty GOD in her pocket until sunday or when her problems come. but to keep Him close to her side, trying hard to build the relationship which she treasures whenever possible. And i think this is by far the most meaningful year i've had so far. And i really thank God for it. (( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Surely there is a future, and your hope will not be cut off' Proverbs 23:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113146078645262799?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113146078645262799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113146078645262799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113146078645262799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113146078645262799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-beautiful-day-graciously-given.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113133779003797393</id><published>2005-11-07T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:47:40.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>letting go, holding on to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather tough job. but certainly worth the try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember sometime ago when my folks were engaged in a rather interesting convo in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aunty: i dont think you can make it, its too narrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;uncle: i think i can manage.( and continues to reverse the car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aunty: alright then. ohh! to the left..nono, right right.more to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;uncle: helloo. excuse me, can you please leave the driving to the driver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny like how most of the time we want to teach the inventor how to operate His invention. its hard to let go of things that are tangible and to actually step out of that comfort zone, and let the creator of this wonderful planet whose knowledge surpasses all levels of understanding take control of your life. uncertainty most definitely gives one a sense of insecurity but thats where faith and trust comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.'&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3: 5-6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113133779003797393?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113133779003797393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113133779003797393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113133779003797393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113133779003797393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/letting-go-holding-on-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18560396.post-113092840049077921</id><published>2005-11-02T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:06:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;let my walk speak loud.&lt;br /&gt;indeed actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;and the truth just simply shouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats being in the truth,&lt;br /&gt;the reality of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;to know it all or to switch things off.&lt;br /&gt;being in the light with hurtful truths slashing you with every step you take is indeed&lt;br /&gt;painful.we all have our fears and our worst nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;and more often than not,the moment we dread most comes so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;and catches up with us even before we take our second breath.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can all jump to the other side,quicck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;getting the attention of the planet not by attempting to please but by declaring the truth of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;divine revelation. declaring and not compromising. something shes trying to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;" 'These are the things you are to do: speak the truth to each other, and render true and sound judgement in your courts; do not plot evil agaisnt your neighbour, and do not love to swear falsely. i hate all these.' declares the Lord"  Zechariah 8:16-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18560396-113092840049077921?l=llaboutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113092840049077921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18560396&amp;postID=113092840049077921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113092840049077921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18560396/posts/default/113092840049077921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llaboutyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/let-my-walk-speak-loud.html' title=''/><author><name>lyrehc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09940740409256779772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
