<?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-8812946705132643609</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:45:15.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imuzi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-2803139893689925502</id><published>2008-10-15T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:10:21.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;8th ProEd council rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm v thankful for everything, really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9th&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2803139893689925502?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2803139893689925502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2803139893689925502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2803139893689925502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2803139893689925502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/10/8th-proed-council-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8492852730974745289</id><published>2008-10-03T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:35:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Tiger&lt;/span&gt;, the&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Man&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was being chased by a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran as hard as he could until he was at the edge of a cliff with the tiger in hot pursuit. The man looked over the edge of the cliff and saw a branch growing out of the side of the cliff a few feet down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jumped down and grabbed the branch just as the tiger reached the cliff. The tiger growled viciously as the man sighed a great sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then a mouse came out from a crevice and began to chew on the branch. The man looked down to what was a drop of a thousand feet and sure death and looked to the heavens and yelled out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Dear God, if you are there, please help. I will do anything you ask but please help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a voice came booming down from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"You will do anything I ask?"&lt;/span&gt; it questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man shocked to hear a reply to his plea yelled back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I will gladly do anything you ask, but &lt;em&gt;please save me&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice from heaven then replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"There is one way to save you but it will take &lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; faith&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The branch began to weaken from the mouse and the tiger was still growling a few feet above the man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Please, Lord, tell me what I must do and I will do it. Your will is my will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice from heaven then said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"All right then, let go of the branch." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man looked down to a fall of a thousand feet and certain death. He looked up at the hungry tiger a few feet away and he looked at the mouse still chewing on the branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked up at the heavens and yelled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Is there anyone else up there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;y'know sometimes the things You ask me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;seems&lt;u&gt; impossible&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;it requires lots of &lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I tried, but after a while lost that perseverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;until it's finally the end of&lt;em&gt; 2008&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so God, I ask want to ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Help that I may learn to have that &lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;to start anew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;once more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm giving 2009 to You&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Help me to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;In jesus' name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;amen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8492852730974745289?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8492852730974745289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8492852730974745289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8492852730974745289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8492852730974745289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiger-man-and-god-man-was-being-chased.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4166709707134275765</id><published>2008-09-30T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:21:52.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is God and I am not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4166709707134275765?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4166709707134275765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4166709707134275765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4166709707134275765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4166709707134275765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-is-god-and-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-5187253564935501983</id><published>2008-09-03T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:40:58.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;visitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular Sunday we had a visitor in our church. He arrived early, parked his car, and got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"I always park there. You took my place!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"That's my seat! You took my place!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sunday School, the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"That's where I always sit. You took my place!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet.&lt;br /&gt;With the changes becoming more and more apparent to all in the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone from the congregation called out, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"What happened to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visitor replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"I took your place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there's no greater love than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that a man would give his life, for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there's no higher sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that a man would give his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You have paid a precious price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-5187253564935501983?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/5187253564935501983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=5187253564935501983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5187253564935501983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5187253564935501983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/09/visitor-one-particular-sunday-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-659926463606543649</id><published>2008-09-01T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:16:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Do you love me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; "Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He asked, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"If you were &lt;u&gt;physically handicapped&lt;/u&gt;, would you still love me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do -- the things that I took for granted? And I answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Lord said,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"If you were &lt;u&gt;blind&lt;/u&gt;, would you still love my creation?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Its hard to think of it, but I would still love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked me, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"If you were &lt;u&gt;deaf&lt;/u&gt;, would you still listen to my word?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"If you were&lt;u&gt; mute&lt;/u&gt;, would you still praise My Name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me: God wants us to sing from our very heart and soul. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord asked, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Do you really &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; Me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had answered well, but God asked, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"THEN WHY DO YOU SIN?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; "Because I am only human. I am not perfect."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"THEN WHY IN TIMES OF PEACE DO YOU STRAY THE FURTHEST? WHY ONLY IN TIMES OF TROUBLE DO YOU PRAY IN EARNEST?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't answer. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears continued to roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why are you ashamed of Me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why are you not spreading the good news? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, &lt;u&gt;but you continue to turn away&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have revealed My Word to you, &lt;u&gt;but you do not gain in knowledge&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have spoken to you &lt;u&gt;but your ears were closed&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have shown My blessings to you, &lt;u&gt;but your eyes were turned away&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have sent you servants, &lt;u&gt;but you sat idly by as they were pushed away&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO YOU TRULY LOVE ME&lt;/span&gt; ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? My heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;" That is My Grace, My child."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; " Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Because you are My creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are my child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I will never abandon you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you are down, I will encourage you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you fall, I will raise you up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you are tired, I will carry you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I will be with you till the end of days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;I will love you forever&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"How much do You love me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour. And for the first time, I truly prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i thank you for being my Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i pray that you won't be just that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you would also be my &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to Lord over my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and please give me strength when i am tempted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i want to stay by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and to say that you are my Saviour &lt;u&gt;and &lt;/u&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tighten your cords of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as i humbly offer my life back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in jesus' name, amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i could sing of your love, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-659926463606543649?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/659926463606543649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=659926463606543649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/659926463606543649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/659926463606543649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-day-i-woke-early-in-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2225717758605817812</id><published>2008-09-01T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:13:03.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cross&lt;/span&gt; room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man was at the end of his rope. Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lord, I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;," he said. "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have too heavy a cross to bear.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied, "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My son, if you can't bear it's weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then open another door and pick any cross you wish&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was filled with relief. "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thank you, Lord&lt;/span&gt;," he sighed, and did as he was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he looked around the room he saw many different crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'd like that one, Lord&lt;/span&gt;," he whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord replied, "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My son, that's the cross you brought in&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no cross is heavy, cos Jesus' was the heaviest - &lt;em&gt;it carried the whole world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sometimes i feel my whole world's caving in, but never realised that my world was so small.&lt;br /&gt;my cross is just a burden, but not &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;cross i should be carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear God, i need a heavier cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2225717758605817812?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2225717758605817812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2225717758605817812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2225717758605817812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2225717758605817812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/09/cross-room-young-man-was-at-end-of-his.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-752653548752397578</id><published>2008-08-10T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:41:38.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A girl from Tibet went to Shanghai for job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To test her English, China boss ask her to create sentences with: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered: I hear phone &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green Green&lt;/span&gt;, then I &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; up the phone and say &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blues&lt;/span&gt; that? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; did you say, oh wrong number, don't &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purplely&lt;/span&gt; disturb people and don't call &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; again ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss say: you can go &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; and wait for phone &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-752653548752397578?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/752653548752397578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=752653548752397578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/752653548752397578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/752653548752397578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/08/girl-from-tibet-went-to-shanghai-for.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8033446535032960238</id><published>2008-08-02T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:32:59.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[got this from a forwarded email]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Girls I have liked.'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A file named&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;'Friends'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was next to one marked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Friends I have betrayed.'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Books I Have Read,'&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .'&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some were almost hilarious in their exactness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Things I've yelled at my brothers.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Others I couldn't laugh at:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Things I Have Done in My Anger'&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I pulled out the file marked &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;' &lt;u&gt;TV Shows I have watched&lt;/u&gt; ',&lt;/span&gt; I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I came to a file marked &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;' &lt;u&gt;Lustful Thoughts&lt;/u&gt;,'&lt;/span&gt; I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And then I saw it.. The title bore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;'People I Have Shared the Gospel With&lt;/u&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.'-Phil. 4:13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8033446535032960238?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8033446535032960238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8033446535032960238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8033446535032960238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8033446535032960238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/08/got-this-from-forwarded-email-teenagers.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-235721277412553841</id><published>2008-07-28T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:31:32.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a very heartwarming story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A minister passing through his church&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pause by the altar&lt;br /&gt;and see who had come to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just then the back door opened,&lt;br /&gt;a man came down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;The minister frowned as he saw&lt;br /&gt;the man hadn't shaved in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;His shirt was kind a shabby&lt;br /&gt;and his coat was worn and frayed,&lt;br /&gt;The man knelt, he bowed his head,&lt;br /&gt;then rose and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the days that followed,&lt;br /&gt;each noon time came this chap,&lt;br /&gt;Each time he knelt just for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;a lunch pail in his lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, the minister's suspicions grew,&lt;br /&gt;with robbery a main fear,&lt;br /&gt;He decided to stop the man and ask him,&lt;br /&gt;'What are you doing here?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The old man said, he worked down the road.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime was his prayer time,&lt;br /&gt;for finding strength and power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'I stay only moments, see,&lt;br /&gt;because the factory is so far away;&lt;br /&gt;As I kneel here talking to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda what I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The minister feeling foolish,&lt;br /&gt;told Jim, that was fine.&lt;br /&gt;He told the man he was welcome&lt;br /&gt;to come and pray just anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;He hurried to the door.&lt;br /&gt;The minister knelt at the altar,&lt;br /&gt;he'd never done it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;His cold heart melted, warmed with love,&lt;br /&gt;and met with Jesus there.&lt;br /&gt;As the tears flowed, in his heart,&lt;br /&gt;he repeated old Jim's prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Past noon one day, the minister noticed&lt;br /&gt;that old Jim hadn't come.&lt;br /&gt;As more days passed without Jim,&lt;br /&gt;he began to worry some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the factory, he asked about him ,&lt;br /&gt;learning he was ill.&lt;br /&gt;The hospital staff was worried,&lt;br /&gt;but he'd given them a thrill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The week that Jim was with them,&lt;br /&gt;brought changes in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;His smiles, a joy contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Changed people, were his reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The head nurse couldn't understand&lt;br /&gt;why Jim was so glad,&lt;br /&gt;when no flowers, calls or cards came,&lt;br /&gt;not a visitor he had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The minister stayed by his bed,&lt;br /&gt;he voiced the nurse's concern:&lt;br /&gt;No friends came to show they cared.&lt;br /&gt;he had nowhere to turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Looking surprised, old Jim spoke&lt;br /&gt;up and with a winsome smile,&lt;br /&gt;'the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,&lt;br /&gt;that in here all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyday at noon He's here,&lt;br /&gt;a dear friend of mine, you see,&lt;br /&gt;He sits right down, takes my hand,&lt;br /&gt;leans over and says to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,&lt;br /&gt;AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;let that be my prayer today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-235721277412553841?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/235721277412553841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=235721277412553841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/235721277412553841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/235721277412553841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-heartwarming-story-minister.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8698150951560744263</id><published>2008-07-20T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:28:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>extreme makeover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a prayer of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been such a lousy christian and i've finally come to total repentance. determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change.&lt;br /&gt;to be the best son/ guy/ friend/ student/ player/ teammate ... anyone could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a really big thank you for all of you who shared your concern. i thank God for all the christian friends out there. God bless :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God, how you have paved the way for me in such a personal way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so touched that i cried just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8698150951560744263?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8698150951560744263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8698150951560744263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8698150951560744263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8698150951560744263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/07/extreme-makeover-i-just-had-prayer-of.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-156423084218411695</id><published>2008-07-13T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:19:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my group didnt make it for project's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a consequence. some of the group members slacked and were complacent, thinking that we will surely make it into the finals and so carried on with their other commitments. i put aside all my commitments and chionged the project's day, warned them. but they didnt cooperate so of course didnt get through. and now, since they had been doing their commitments earlier on, they're have the time and are able to catch up with their work. whereas I have to catch up with tons of stuff that i put aside for this project that never got through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a stupid kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was all that sacrifice for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fpsp is this sat. and though i have lotsa important stuffs at church, home and ep3 i still make an extra effort to go for each practice session. and yet people still give lame excuses that they are somewhere either slacking or forgot to come or never do. and so we cannot get the work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was all that sacrifice for. call me a stupid kid who wastes time going for all these commitments and don't achieve anything at all even though i put my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each training session i give my 100%. i squeeze out every idea i can think of. i dont slouch or sprawl on the table. just get the job done and chiong to wherever im supposed to go after the training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is fpsp gona be another failure for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my accident caused my hrp to get screwed up cos i didnt have time to do it. nevermind, i chionged during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;then came project's day when i did everything i can. collated like so many surveys by myself. and when my whole group slept or went offline at 10pm i stayed on until 2am. even the day before the semis, dono how come they have the common sense to sleep at 11pm while other people are slaving until 1 plus 2.&lt;br /&gt;records challenge- wasted 20-30 hours building cans and so on, in the end deprived of sleep, work, time, energy. yet in the midst of that whole week i stayed up till 2am to chiong project's day, fpsp and other work. in the end, it became useless cos all the others didnt really help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a stupid kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, thanks for all these trials. i know that without you i am powerless. thanks for being with me this whole week and helping me to give my best even when my group failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, i know that you have a special plan for all these. you don't do these for the sake of hurting me but you have prepared something for me. i might not see it now, but i pray that you will grant me the strength to hold fast to you even in this period of perils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being so real to me. help my group members to realise how much more effort they should have put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, i commit this week's fpsp into your hands. i promise i'll put in my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the verge of breaking down.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4339036866276413802</id><published>2008-07-13T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:03:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i wont be able to live for long with all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Forum Series&lt;br /&gt;Humanities In Focus&lt;br /&gt;Records Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Model ASEAN Summit&lt;br /&gt;Biology Test&lt;br /&gt;Humanities Research Paper&lt;br /&gt;Project's Day&lt;br /&gt;Future Problem Solving Programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these in the next 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, help me not to die.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3433677750206072004</id><published>2008-07-09T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:08:30.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've gotta really start writing my testimony for youth gospel night soon man. but dono why how come my these 2 weeks are so hectic. after this, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gospel rally's coming up this friday and i hope that i can invite friends to come! and even in school, i sometimes get discouraged as to how under standard i am, especially when comparing with those 'gods' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is at times like these i find myself weak. yet i do remember something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"I can do all things through Him who gives me strength."&lt;/span&gt; Phillipians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho i preached on this verse, i guess there's alot more to learn from it. like, even by doing daily quiet time isnt enough and I found out how much i have been lacking in prayer. even in school, like a short 5 seconds mumble before food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dad was talking about this on the last few sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess God missed talking to me. that's why I forgot that He's up there. and sometimes, He wants me to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried something one night. on my bed i placed an empty pillow opposite me and started talking to it as if there was somebody sitting on it. i read about that method somewhere and that was when i let it all out. all my wishes, thoughts, troubles ... everything. and i knew that Jesus was there listening. and i talked as if i were talking to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll do that tonight. i miss talking to God too. that refreshment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3433677750206072004?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3433677750206072004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3433677750206072004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3433677750206072004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3433677750206072004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-gotta-really-start-writing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3566532167255840792</id><published>2008-07-01T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:09:07.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gotta do reflections this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and handle my studies and projects well. council too. these few weeks are exceptionally tough for me, but yeah, with God's help I'll pull through i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during bible camp, i want to share one lesson i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when God says &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'take courage&lt;/span&gt;,' it's not about being courageous and brave. no it isnt.&lt;em&gt; it is about taking the courage to believe. that you are so sure that God will lead you and provide you with a way. not having a back up plan but 100% complete belief in Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remembered that in "Facing the Giants", they talked about &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;preparing the fields for the rain&lt;/span&gt;. rain might not come, but we believe that God will indeed send it. and we prepare the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah spent 100 years building the ark, believing that God will send rain and cause the world to flood. in that 100 years, he kept on believing. he had &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month to the youth gospel night. many uncertainties in this one month. many things to accomplish. sometimes i feel like giving up, feel like throwing everything aside cos i'm so fed up with things and people around me. stressed with all the work, commitments and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i need that courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have started reading the biography of &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;joel sonnenburg&lt;/span&gt;- the guy who's disfigured cos of a car crash. and yeah i am so encouraged by him. he had courage. courage to believe that God had a purpose for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And so dear God, please give me the courage that in these few times of trouble and hardship, to believe that you'll lead me out of this just as a rainbow appears after a thunder storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Father you are king over the floods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will be still know you are God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord please come quickly, let your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izumi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3566532167255840792?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3566532167255840792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3566532167255840792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3566532167255840792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3566532167255840792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-gotta-do-reflections-this-month.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1740254577450988464</id><published>2008-06-22T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:22:35.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have done alot of self seeking lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having been told that depot's gona be atonomous &lt;u&gt;soon&lt;/u&gt;, just dono how soon, just left me at a lost of words. i mean i knew such a day had to come... ... but so soon? yeah, 3 years since it started but even then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to a few people. and the past year like say around 4 or 5 families have gone over. during camp heard about how leaders and help is needed there. yet at the same thing, amk's somehow decaying too. i mean like during singspiration, other than me, marvin, jef, lucas and a few others, nobody's singing at all. even the older ones, dont know what happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, i thot a few years back the youths here were buzzling and burning and so much alive. and then now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;three years&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; left in my teenage bank account. sec4, jc1, jc2, and then army. 3 years. jonathan boon shared with me why he was putting so much effort in youth work, why he is spending so much time in yp as a teenager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"I don't want to grow up regretting not serving during my teenage years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have that same desire now. ever since last year youth camp, even the past bible camp, like i wanted to be used by God. some of my past bible study sessions, my other mates didnt really enjoy cos we were still young then and the teaching style wasn't effective. during last year's youth camp, as a dorm leader I learnt alot of how to lead in bible study sessions. discussions. practical lessons. prayer. sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bank account hasn't been used much yet. the only service i'm offering so far is playing the piano. and I believe I can offer much more than that. already amk has so many youth leaders in my earlier batches. so depot? but things are always so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that before I talk about leading in church activities, I will have to take care of my school life as well. tomorrow's the first day of school. and when i step into the school compound tmw, i'll remember to say a prayer. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Lord, help me, guide me for I am weak&lt;/span&gt;. I've been quite lazy in the past terms. time management is almost as if it's sleep management. i had no discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after camp. after the challenges to live as a christian. i'm gona change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus said in the bible: we must prove ourselves to handle big things by handling small things first. and i'm gona handle my term 3 well. and to do that, I'll need the strength. and that strength, will come from doing my quiet time and praying everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the next few months, i'm gona pray for the youths at amk and depot. and where the Lord will lead me. pray with me. there's not much time left before the close of this year. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it could be the last youth camp as bethesda hall amk+depot&lt;/span&gt;. i know it's sad, cos i feel the same as you. but it's all God's sovereignty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years left on my bank. I want to use that 3 years for service as a youth. even though i'm just a teenager, I believe God can work wonders :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dear God, here's my two mites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"You are the Potter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I am the clay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mould me and make me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this is what I pray"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1740254577450988464?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1740254577450988464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1740254577450988464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1740254577450988464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1740254577450988464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-done-alot-of-self-seeking-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3779834783320053231</id><published>2008-06-21T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:34:59.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey ! i just learnt something exciting to look forward to haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was talking about the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'ending of the world'&lt;/span&gt; [k i know it sounds creepy] in my previous post right, so i'm talking about what comes AFTER that. something you might call &lt;u&gt;shiok&lt;/u&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;millennial kingdom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the end of the world, where many terrible stuffs will happen over a span of 7 years, comes the millennial kingdom period. this thing will last for &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1000 years&lt;/span&gt;, can you imagine :) that's like super uber long. anyway here's a description of how it's gona be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything then is gona change&lt;/em&gt;. [recall recall ... sounds like narnia right] everything now that is wrong will be right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switch on the tv now and people will be saying &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"man, there's nothing GOOD to watch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;switch on the tv then and people will be saying &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"man, why is everything good ?! i want some bad stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools will be teaching stuff about christianity, christian values.. if you take a look at the world now, everybody's teaching stuff like EQ, anger management, and most places forbid the teaching of christian values and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a story. [from david mcleod's book]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a young man was driving a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ferrari&lt;/span&gt; in new york city on a highway. there happened to be a traffic jam and so he became impatient and decided to take the shortcut: through small streets. So down he drove into the slumps and towns, the narrow and bending streets. the deeper he went, the more thugs appeared, the more gangsters roamed around the streets. and he prayed throughout that so long his car was moving, no harm will come upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, his car came to a stop. engine stalled. and 5 gangsters looking all roughed up started to approach the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red ferrari&lt;/span&gt;. he immediately called the tow truck to tow his car away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the tow truck came, the driver came and the 5 gangsters turned their attention on him. still calm, he told them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey hey, this is not what it's supposed to be. &lt;u&gt;Ideally&lt;/u&gt;, this driver should drive smoothly with no disturbance through this town. &lt;u&gt;Ideally,&lt;/u&gt; when his car broke down, you 5 guys should offer to help him. &lt;u&gt;Ideally,&lt;/u&gt; when the tow truck comes, you should ask if you could help in any way. &lt;u&gt;Ideally, &lt;/u&gt;when the tow truck leaves, he should wave to you and you wave back and everybody should be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ideally&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knew what ideally should have happened but somehow didnt want it to happen. in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;millenial kingdom&lt;/span&gt;, everything &lt;u&gt;ideal&lt;/u&gt; will happen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as a christian, everything i know should be ideal for me to do, i'll do my best to do it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in rfg, we talking about tempation too. did you know how small satan was. though in this world, you might think that he's some big giant dragon who is like unbeatable and his powers are extreme and stuff. no, he isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at what the bible says:&lt;br /&gt;Revelation [last book of the bible] 20:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1"And I saw &lt;strong&gt;an angel&lt;/strong&gt; come down from heaven, having the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;2And he laid hold on the dragon, that old serpent, which is the Devil, and Satan, and bound him a thousand years"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God didnt come down himself. He didnt have to send the Lord Jesus Christ. He didnt even send Michael or Gabriel, the archangels. he sent, an angel. and it was enough to bind satan with a chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes as christians, we feel that we are weak against tempation. it's too easy to sin. we say that Satan is too tempting, and we are powerless. but hey, we just have to go back to the Maker, who is above all. that's where we can get our strength from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 corinthians 10:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always has a way for us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and christians, we can always look forward to that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;millenial kingdom&lt;/span&gt; waiting for us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"only that which heaven treasures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;will bring honour to His name"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3779834783320053231?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3779834783320053231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3779834783320053231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3779834783320053231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3779834783320053231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-hey-i-just-learnt-something.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7811268856866805116</id><published>2008-06-20T09:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:33:17.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to make term 3 resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MSG to be less than 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Do my quiet time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Uphold the ProEd Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Convince yingcong and liki to be the president &amp;amp; vice next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;continue to guard my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;be a good testimony and shining light to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be submissive to my teachers and seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;always hand in my homework on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;start revising for tests at least 1 week beforehand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chiong ACE and OP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"But those who wait on the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shall renew their strength;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They shall mount up with wings like eagles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They shall walk and not faint."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And as I wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'll rise up like the eagle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And I will soar with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Your spirit leads me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;by the power of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7811268856866805116?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7811268856866805116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7811268856866805116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7811268856866805116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7811268856866805116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-make-term-3-resolutions.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2567840367381313840</id><published>2008-06-18T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:07:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been like 1 month since i posted. cos i actually wanted to abandon it due to my studies. but i decided that anything i'm gona post from now is gona be something that Jesus can read, meaning I'm gona post on what I've learnt :) not too often though. grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway before i forget, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday jolene!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously ALOT have happened for the past 1 month, and like life for a moment, seemed to whiz past.. without God once again. And ya, i reaped what i sowed, and i got lousy grades for term 2. I was thinking to myself what kind of example am I setting for my peers and juniors. Lots of people had high expectations of me in school. when term 2 started, I mugged like crazy but then gradually, ya i went on my own steam. then i became lazy. so in the end, lousy report card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slc [student leader convention] was like real great. i mean all the facs and everything, staying up late... fun lah, but i realised that i had to end it somehow. parents were getting upset about me staying up so late and so many gatherings, and ya i kinda agreed. and like, ALWAYS you know, amidst the fun and laughter, i left God hurt. and after the convention i mugged that whole week in time for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like, a week spent with God alone. like after a vacation for about 5 months since youth camp and then i'm back home. and everything was so refreshing. yet at the same time, there was this guilt. i really enjoyed every moment of the camp. and to think that it was the last year for me to be in J3 and ya, can tell that uncle andrew wanted me to lead as an example. and now to think of it, when he asked me to share about my accident, it shook me abit. I mean like, i actually quite forgotten how much I was sorrowful and regretful 3 months ago, how i promised God that I will commit my life to Him. Now then I remember. it's like a second wake up call from God. crocodile tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS and uncle andrew's talks were tho fundamental but very uplifting. It taught me that being a Christian is not just by claiming but by living. Merely saying the sinner's prayer isn't gonna help, you've got to live it out. My life downslided this year, my walk's upside down. And &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 cor 5:17&lt;/span&gt; says &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Therefore if any man is in Christ, He is a new creation. The old has passed, the new has come."&lt;/span&gt; And this was the ONLY verse I remembered since pei hwa. still recall mr michael chan teaching this verse with a basketball. really cool lah, and very easy to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the camp i went through lots of thinking. personal thoughts. one of them was about being a missionary. that actually means that whatever degree or PhD or qualifications I'm getting in college, university is not gona bring me riches or big houses. it means going to a third world country to help the poor and unfortunate. yes it sounds super unattractive to those in top schools and those who aspire to be bill gates or something. but it all has to do with perspective. i started thinking about this after hearing about reuben's aspiration to go to the mission field. and through the camp, as a believer, i realised how much the lord jesus christ sacrificed to come down to this world. someone said that it's worse than a human transcending into a pile of dung. and when he came to this 'dung', he didnt even come as a king or someone rich. he was born in a feeding tub for horses, grew up as a carpenter, and finally died for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave up everything man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then second thought was, the end of the world is coming. haha yes i know i say this so many times in school. but it's true. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. here are some observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ever wonder how come in these 2-4 years there are like more than 20 earthquakes,tsunamis,hurricanes...?&lt;br /&gt;ever wonder why movies depicting the end of the world start cropping up?&lt;br /&gt;ever realised how global warming's becoming more real? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking since only 20 years at most is left for us, why can't i use them all for God. is being rich everything? cmon, these are all paper man, not real worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first camp as an assistant games group leader. didnt really do much since timo's such an efficient leader haha :) and right from the start i learnt that winning isn't everything. tho i thank God we tied 2nd :D but yeah, with the smallest group, everyone put in effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. like school's starting next week. and i keep thinking about the 1month i gotta stay in Beijing for nuts. 4 weeks leh! no church, no church friends, no yp, no going out. and i seriously dont like being in somewhere where everything's chinese. scary lah. then come back talk like cheena. i mean it's not that i don't like the way they speak, but it's like kena brainwashed. and i like my un-cheena accent HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work. seriously seriously needed to buck up. no choice. and i started doing my quiet time. need to have intake or else no substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya, another thing that i'm deeply considering is about youth work. i mean, somehow both in amk and depot, yp is sorta decreasing. after all the guys go to army, there are fewer left to tend the flock. and fewer leaders. and like, the youths in our church, especially the younger ones are not yearning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dread depot becoming autonomous. so many friends there and then ... man, why must be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council. slc. softball. grades. church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many stuff, how to think sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why my old favourite song &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heart of worship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is super meaningful to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm coming back to the heart of worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"And Now I've found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Greatest love of all, is mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Since you laid down your life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2567840367381313840?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2567840367381313840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2567840367381313840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2567840367381313840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2567840367381313840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/SCW5z-MbkjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qEqhWJrYtPs/s400/fac+shirt+back+copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from fac briefing whooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the above are the designs done up by me :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 de[fac]to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3900205179769899263?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3900205179769899263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3900205179769899263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-5627030948385133127</id><published>2008-05-08T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:03:47.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests starting to be returned.. with AWFUL MARKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better ones are: history math chem english chinese&lt;br /&gt;suckiest ones are: physics GEOG maybe bio and lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lowest MSG attainable is currently 2.2 that is if i get A1 for bio and lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh mug in term 2 also no use. now there's 4 weeks of holidays to mug but also not much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week: 14th slc&lt;br /&gt;2nd week: Mid-point Review, Project's Day&lt;br /&gt;3rd week: church camp&lt;br /&gt;4th week: FPSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing touch of piano already argh! need to continue practising everyday man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had soccer league and then we won 3-2. haha super exciting lah. cos we were too complacent then let in 2 goals. then last minute score 3. next match got seng :) whoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american idol now at it's peak! next week's one is the most exciting one man. either archuleta or syesha gets into the finale! (cos david cook sure in mah :]) anyway i hope it'll be david vs david haha. sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday slc briefing. really dont know what to expect but just be open and hope this yr's fac batch is a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-5627030948385133127?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/5627030948385133127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=5627030948385133127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5627030948385133127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5627030948385133127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/05/heylo.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2074908982362547214</id><published>2008-05-06T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:44:48.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i officially despise math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2074908982362547214?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2074908982362547214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2074908982362547214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2074908982362547214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2074908982362547214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-officially-despise-math.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7950289677073829716</id><published>2008-05-02T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:35:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Assembly Family Day yesterday :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went bloghopping and then saw that everyone agreed that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; was supposedly strong!&lt;br /&gt;we were okay, just that we give chance lah haha~. but all the teams played really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so really glad that norris and isaiah came!! great they enjoyed themselves. haha michelle and hui lin also went and like woah, after 10min make so many friends already. anyway thank God for the fine weather. first time i get sun burnt leh! as in my face is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red hot chilly pepper&lt;/span&gt;! haha after not going training for like eternity finally turned more potatoish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's one was much more fun x10 than previous year's one man. like the whole group was able to play together and it was cool. ha especially earthball. guess we didnt strategise properly that's why our first game we sent our best players so subsequently lost the 2nd match. got to know quite a few more people well :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4x100m race was the only one i participated haha. cos our group quite big ah so must give others a chance. but i want to run so at least saved one event for myself hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i still thought yellow was strong. even though we didnt win! but after track events we tied at 1st place eh! :D but the nice thing was that every team had a chance to be 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played frisbee after the whole event for a while, pack up and went home. woah super hot man. 8 hours under the sun, no joke. but worth it :D and ben was telling me that 2 years later, we will be participating in the youth olympics. to do that must get into combined schools softball! going back training finally end of may. hope the doc says ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY A1 WHOOOOOOOOO! all the mugging and memorising finally paid off man :D:D i'm so darn happy! hope the other subjects aren't too screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in everything, give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please stand behind the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellow &lt;u&gt;line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7950289677073829716?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7950289677073829716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7950289677073829716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7950289677073829716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7950289677073829716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-yo-had-assembly-family-day.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8116143966486598185</id><published>2008-04-30T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:46:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>combined sports meet 2008 :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha not at all exciting, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly we dont we get to participate cos it's meant for the track people to win their medals.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, councilors have to get the really unwilling crowd to cheer and it can be real embarassing to like cheer so heartedly in a bunch of yawning people.&lt;br /&gt;number three, there's nanyang. man to have sport's meet with them very sian lah. always get those extra people trying to sell ice cream to us and dont know why they so enthusiastic about cheering either.&lt;br /&gt;met ling han at least haha. hasnt changed since p6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sports meet was council general meeting and then PTG meeting. then went to find the usual bunch of guys for lunch and later went ngee ann to play basketball. quite a sian day lah today. came home slept and woke up at 9pm. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the real fun! jun han's feeling sick now so pray that he'll get better for tmw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8116143966486598185?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8116143966486598185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8116143966486598185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8116143966486598185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8116143966486598185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/combined-sports-meet-2008-haha-not-at.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2120663072729851650</id><published>2008-04-25T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:52:32.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>may 1st sport's day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so really glad that rui jie, norris, gideon and jun han can go. thank God man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow's gona own~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2120663072729851650?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2120663072729851650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2120663072729851650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2120663072729851650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2120663072729851650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/may-1st-sports-day-d-so-really-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6428342786268047128</id><published>2008-04-24T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:33:28.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Talking to God with a Deck of Cards&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young soldier was alone in his bunkhouse one Sunday morning over in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;It was quiet that day, the guns and the mortars, and landmines for some reason hadn't made a noise.&lt;br /&gt;He knew it was Sunday, the holiest day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;As he sat there, he  got out an old deck of cards and laid them out acrosshis bunk.Just then an army sergeant came in and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why aren't you with the restof the platoon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soldier replied, "I thought I would stay behind and spend some time withthe Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sergeant said, "Looks like you're going to play cards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soldier said, "No sir, you see, since we are not allowed to have Biblesor other spiritual books in this country, I've decided to talk to the Lordby studying this deck of cards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sergeant asked in disbelief, "How will you do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see the &lt;strong&gt;Ace&lt;/strong&gt;, sergeant, it reminds that there is only one God.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt; represents the two parts of the Bible, Old and New Testaments.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt; represents the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Four&lt;/strong&gt; stands for the Four Gospels: Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Five&lt;/strong&gt; is for the five virgins, there were ten, but only five of themwere glorified.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Six&lt;/strong&gt; is for the six days it took God to create the Heavens and Earth.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Seven&lt;/strong&gt; is for the day God rested after working the six days.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Eight&lt;/strong&gt; is for the family of Noah, his wife, their three sons and theirwives. God saved these eight people from the flood that destroyed the earthfor the first time.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Nine&lt;/strong&gt; is for the lepers that Jesus cleansed of leprosy. He cleansed  ten,but nine never thanked Him.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Ten&lt;/strong&gt; represents the Ten Commandments that God handed down to Moses ontablets made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Jack&lt;/strong&gt; is a reminder of Satan. One of God's first angels, but he gotkicked out of heaven for his sly and wicked ways and is now the joker ofeternal lake of fire.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Queen&lt;/strong&gt; stands for the bride of Christ, which is called His church, orbody of believers that wait for his return.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;King&lt;/strong&gt; stands for Jesus, for he is the King of all kings.&lt;br /&gt;There are a total of 52 cards in a deck; each is a week, 52 weeks in a year.&lt;br /&gt;The four suits represent the four seasons: spring, summer, fall and  winter.&lt;br /&gt;Each suit has thirteen cards; there are exactly thirteen weeks in a quarter.&lt;br /&gt;So when I want to talk to God and thank Him, I just pull out this old deck of cards and they remind me of all that I have to be thankful for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sergeant just stood there and after a minute, with tears in his eyes and pain in his heart, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soldier, can I borrow that deck of cards?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If My people, which are called by My Name, shall humble themselves, andpray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hearfrom heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land." IIChronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always giveyourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your laborin Lord is not invain" - I Corinthians 15:58&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6428342786268047128?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6428342786268047128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6428342786268047128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6428342786268047128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6428342786268047128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/talking-to-god-with-deck-of-cards-young.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7573701973511171343</id><published>2008-04-24T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:44:59.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test gutters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;english compo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese compre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;chinese cloze&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;geography &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;literature&lt;/div&gt;physics&lt;br /&gt;chemistry&lt;br /&gt;biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;math test 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;math retest&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics history literature all on next monday ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss softball man.&lt;br /&gt;miss the batting, running, fielding.. maybe pitching.&lt;br /&gt;resuming end of may.&lt;br /&gt;still contemplating whether i should take up pitching again anot since dom already train so hard and coming up well.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i thought of quitting but then, man cant let the team and coach down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressure, stress in school man. must do well this term. work hard. dont let people chew on me.&lt;br /&gt;a mugger's life is so uneventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7573701973511171343?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-2550486345204118634</id><published>2008-04-18T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:57:19.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found a new christian song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can really identify myself with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You Are Everything - Matthew West&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a lonely street&lt;br /&gt; I can't even walk a straight line&lt;br /&gt;And every time you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinning like an autumn leaf&lt;br /&gt;Bound to hit bottom sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be without someone to save me&lt;br /&gt;Someone who won't let me fall You are everything that I live for&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I can't believe is happening&lt;br /&gt;You're standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;Every day is filled with hope&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I believe for&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling all this life within&lt;br /&gt;Every single beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one with big mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Big regrets and bigger breaks&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever care to confess&lt;br /&gt;Oh but, You're the one who looks at me&lt;br /&gt;And sees what I was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;More than just a beautiful mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be without someone to save me&lt;br /&gt;Someone who won't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I live for&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I can't believe is happening&lt;br /&gt;You're standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;Every day is filled with hope&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I believe for&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling all this life within&lt;br /&gt;Every single beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You're everything good in my life&lt;br /&gt;Everything honest and true&lt;br /&gt;And all of those stars hanging up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Could never shine brighter than You&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I live for&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I can't believe is happening&lt;br /&gt;You're standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;Every day is filled with hope&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I believe for&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe again&lt;br /&gt;Feeling all this life within&lt;br /&gt;Every single beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;You are Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are You are everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2550486345204118634?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2550486345204118634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2550486345204118634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2550486345204118634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2550486345204118634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/found-new-christian-song.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8333370313036928750</id><published>2008-04-15T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:58:22.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAPFA GOLD :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8333370313036928750?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8333370313036928750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8333370313036928750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8333370313036928750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8333370313036928750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/napfa-gold-d.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3436893637034887498</id><published>2008-04-09T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:05:02.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. been real busy lately and just to drop a note to show that i'm not dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council induction camp last fri and sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe we actually had the chance to watch 'facing the giants'. some more in a non-christian environment and in council! and i found out that quite a number of councilors are christian! :) Thank God man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interviewed the sec2s for EXCO selection and they are a promising bunch of guys. A bit of conflict here and there but overall still okay. just have to make sure that what happened to my batch wont happen to theirs man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;involved in FPSP- Future Problem Solving Programme&lt;br /&gt;it's quite brain draining actually. basically you are given a future scene and you have to come up with 16 problems. yes SIXTEEN. from 16 different genres. and from that, come up with an &lt;u&gt;underlying&lt;/u&gt; (not underlining) problem.&lt;br /&gt;then, craft out another 16 solutions to solve the underlying problem. haha wow, quite alot to do but still in the midst of training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;submitting our first assignment on body enhancement on thursday. qualifying round is in july at RGS! haha i heard alot of teams from dunman and RI are darn good at it and to qualify to go australia we must be the top in singapore! :/. but hey, nothing's impossible man. just train hard, work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests coming up shortly and I really have to score this term otherwise will ruin portfolio. okay, i'm not so portfolio minded like someone but anyway grades are important! trying hard to write proper engrish as you can see. cannot be lackadasical. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's assembly was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;first a presenter came and talked to us about AIDS and STIs. and the worse part is that he had so many photos in his slides which were like.. oh man grotesque. super gross man. then the worst part is that he taught us how to use a condom -.- and i didn't know it had an expiry date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that during music appreciation mrs. chan was like very high so she asked all the ProEdians to stand up and sing the ProEd song. okay, ProEd is one of the so-called house in hwa chong. k the most ZHAI house! :D the only consortium with its own song. and all the other consortiums were there too and ya, just blast and sing haha. i bet all the other houses are gona compose their own songs too! see, ProEd always sets the path haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i realise how late i sleep each night, it came to me how far away i put God aside. My world's getting so busy, until it's too busy for the creater of the world Himself. I really gotta do something about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muzing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3436893637034887498?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3436893637034887498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3436893637034887498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3436893637034887498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3436893637034887498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1093284782182290665</id><published>2008-04-03T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:29:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project's day went on fine man haha. tmw induction camp starts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played around with some slogan generator and hahaha damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izumi the only solution.&lt;br /&gt;izumi wins again.&lt;br /&gt;Smart people choose izumi.&lt;br /&gt;I found me izumi.&lt;br /&gt;izumi just what you needed.&lt;br /&gt;Our izumi is bigger!&lt;br /&gt;izumi... the meaning of life..&lt;br /&gt;izumi eclipses the competition.&lt;br /&gt;izumi first at the finish line!&lt;br /&gt;izumi the cream of the crop.&lt;br /&gt;izumi 100% guaranteed or your money back.&lt;br /&gt;izumi loaded for bear.&lt;br /&gt;Long live izumi.&lt;br /&gt;izumi, do you need anything else?&lt;br /&gt;izumi just what the doctor ordered.&lt;br /&gt;izumi, couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of izumi.&lt;br /&gt;izumieriffic!&lt;br /&gt;izumi will live on forever.&lt;br /&gt;izumi reaching for the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my izumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1093284782182290665?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1093284782182290665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-6263844990707658870</id><published>2008-03-29T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:06:40.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You Are God Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are not a god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Created by human hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are not a god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dependant on any mortal man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are not a god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In need of anything we can give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;By Your plan, thats just the way it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are God alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;From before time began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You were on Your throne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Your are God alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In the good times and bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are on Your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are God alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're the only God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Whose power none can contend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're the only God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Whose name and praise will never end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're the only God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Whos worthy of everything we can give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And thats just the way it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Unchangeable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Unshakable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Unstoppable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thats what You are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what can I give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can I bring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift them up to you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6263844990707658870?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6263844990707658870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6263844990707658870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6263844990707658870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6263844990707658870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-are-god-alone-you-are-not-god.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2453673484945184095</id><published>2008-03-26T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:18:58.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This was a conversation between a US naval ship and Canadian authorities off the coast of Newfoundland in late 1995. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Canadians: Please divert your course 15 degrees to the south to avoid a collision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Americans: Recommend you divert your course 15 degrees to the north to avoid a collision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Canadians: Negative. You will have to divert your course 15 degrees to the south to avoid a collision.            &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Americans: This is the captain of a US Navy ship. I say again, divert YOUR course. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Canadians: No, I say again, you divert YOUR course. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Americans: This is the Aircraft Carrier US LINCOLN, the second largest ship in the United States Atlantic Fleet. We are accompanied with three Destroyers, three Cruisers and numerous support vessels. I DEMAND that you change your course 15 degrees north. I say again, that's one-five degrees north, or counter-measures will be undertaken to ensure the safety of this ship.            &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Canadians: This is a lighthouse. Your call.&lt;/p&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "I am at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "Sure, go ahead if you like it that much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2004 models. I saw one I really liked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "How much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "$60,000"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "Bye, I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;The other men in the locker room are looking at him in astonishment.&lt;br /&gt;Then he asks: "Anyone know who this phone belongs to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Conversation Between Moses and God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that you again, Moses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm afraid it is, sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it this time, Moses. More computer problems?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did you guess?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't have to guess, Moses. Remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yeah. I forgot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me what you want, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you already know. Remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moses!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, go ahead, Moses. Spit it out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I have a question, sir. You know those ten things you sent me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean the commandments, Moses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's it. I was wondering if they were important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean 'were important', Moses? Of course, they are important. Otherwise I wouldn't have sent them to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, sorry, but I lost them. I could say the dog ate them, but of course you would see right through that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean 'you lost them'! Are you trying to tell me you didn't save them, Moses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir. I forgot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, My Son always saves, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I know. You told me that before. I was going to, but I forgot. I did send them to some people before I lost them though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And did you hear back from any of them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You already know I did. What about the one guy who said he never uses 'shalt not'. Can he change the words a little bit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Moses. As long as he doesn't change the meaning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what about the guy who thought your stance was a little harsh and recommended calling them the Ten Suggestions or letting people pick one or two to try for a while?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moses, I'll act like I didn't hear that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that means, 'no'. Well, what about the guy who said I was scamming him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that is spamming, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yeah. I emailed him back and told him I don't even eat that stuff and I have no idea how you can send it to someone through a computer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what he did say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what he said. He used Your name in vain. You don't think he might have sent me one of those plagues and that's the reason I lost those ten things, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're called viruses, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever! This computer stuff is just too much for me. Can we just go back to those stone tablets? It was hard on my back taking them out and reading them each day, but I never lost them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll do it the new way, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was afraid you would say that, sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moses, what did I tell you to do if you messed up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You told me to hold up this rat and stretch it out toward the computer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a mouse, Moses. Mouse! Mouse! And did you do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I decided to try the technical support first. After all, who knows more about this stuff than you, and I really like your hours. By the way, sir, did Noah have two of these mice on the ark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One other thing. Why didn't you name them frogs instead of mice, because didn't you tell me the thing they sit on is a pad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't name them, Moses. Man did, and you can call yours a frog if you want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that explains it. Kind of like Adam, huh, sir? I bet some woman told him to call it a mouse. After all, wasn't it a woman who named one of the computers Apple?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say goodnight, Moses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait a minute, sir. I am stretching out the mouse and it seems to be working. Yes, a couple of the ten things have come back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which ones are they, Moses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see. 'Thou shalt not steal from any grave an image' and 'Thou shalt not uncover thy neighbor's wife.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turn the computer off, Moses. I'm sending you another set of stone tablets. How does 'same day air' sound?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2453673484945184095?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2453673484945184095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2453673484945184095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2453673484945184095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2453673484945184095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-was-conversation-between-us-naval.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1522473822138651567</id><published>2008-03-24T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:54:17.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lord Reign In Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Over all the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You reign on high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Every mountain stream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Every sunset sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But my one request &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lord my only aim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Is that You’d reign in me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord reign in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Reign in Your power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Over all my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In my darkest hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You are the Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Of all I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So won’t You reign in me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Over every thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Over every word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;May my life reflect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The beauty of my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;‘Cause you mean more to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Than any earthly thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So won’t You reign in me again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i miss all the songs sung back in phpps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1522473822138651567?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1522473822138651567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1522473822138651567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1522473822138651567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1522473822138651567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/lord-reign-in-me-over-all-earth-you.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2119649930529420343</id><published>2008-03-22T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:58:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friday's here man! haha anyway yesterday went for church service and uncle kenneth's messages were real meaningful. in the heart of christianity is the bible. in the heart of the bible is the cross. in the cross is the heart of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to queensway to buy shoes and i found out that &lt;strong&gt;queensway sucks. &lt;/strong&gt;walao all the shops all colonise the whole shopping centre lah! all same price and some of the shoes i see two years ago still there -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go IMM instead and there got 30% discount :D bought shorts too. then chiong home and do work. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9 today to do some more work until around 1pm. school's crazy lah, but almost finishing :) went for yp and chaired singspiration! my, i'm seriously impressed with brandon's piano haha. improve so much man, well done. then bible study bengoh dono why super high today. played soccer in the rain for a while then makan and come home do some more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know abit no life but hai, school give so much work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blog pic if you noticed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2119649930529420343?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2119649930529420343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2119649930529420343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2119649930529420343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2119649930529420343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/yoohoo-good-fridays-here-man-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6197088358773170533</id><published>2008-03-20T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:45:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lame stuff to brighten up your moody days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a fly with no wings? A walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 old men are at the doctor for a memory test. The doctor says to the first old man, "What is three times three"? "274" was his reply. The doctor says to the second man "It's your turn. What is three times three"? "Tuesday" replys the second man. The doctor says to the third man, "OK, Your turn. What's three times three"? "Nine" says the third man. "That's great" says the doctor. "How did you get that"? "Simple" says the third man. "I subtracted 274 from Tuesday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was the Tomato blushing? Because he saw the salad dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do John the Baptist &amp;amp; Winnie the Pooh have in common? Their middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many Johnsons in the phone book? They all have phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's brown and sticky? A stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they put bells on cows? Because their horns don't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you turn a cat into a dog? You tie up the cat, pour gasoline on it, light a match and watch him go WOOF!!!! How do you turn a dog into a cat? You tie up the dog, getan electric saw to cut him, and watch him go MEOWWWWW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bethesda amk really has so many legless people haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6197088358773170533?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6197088358773170533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6197088358773170533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6197088358773170533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6197088358773170533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/lame-stuff-to-brighten-up-your-moody.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-722498930681854664</id><published>2008-03-16T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:19:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;march '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far and to come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - one week after disastrous accident&lt;br /&gt;4th - operation&lt;br /&gt;5th - at home with dumb nose cast. watched jumper and national treasure&lt;br /&gt;6th - still at home, more stares. watched i am legend&lt;br /&gt;7th - starting to itch. watched POTC 3&lt;br /&gt;8th - went yp with cast and cast fell that night!&lt;br /&gt;9th - sunday school anniversary (without cast :D)&lt;br /&gt;10th - beginning of school hols. went to see specialist&lt;br /&gt;11th - mug and adjudicate training&lt;br /&gt;12th - adjufication for some debate competition. bball!&lt;br /&gt;13th - went to see how leadership camp going. watched iwo jima&lt;br /&gt;14th - brandon's bday :) whole day out&lt;br /&gt;15th - yp and rfg&lt;br /&gt;16th - (today) sunday worship as usual.&lt;br /&gt;17th - back to school ugh.&lt;br /&gt;18th - more school.&lt;br /&gt;19th - ack. school&lt;br /&gt;20th - founder's day&lt;br /&gt;21st - good friday! :D&lt;br /&gt;22nd - chairing yp&lt;br /&gt;23rd - sunday worship as usual&lt;br /&gt;24th - daddy's birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;25th - more school&lt;br /&gt;26th - school holiday! hwa chong a levels own man.&lt;br /&gt;27th - _ _ _ _ _ _ -.-&lt;br /&gt;28th - ben's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;29th - yp&lt;br /&gt;30th - sunday worship as usual&lt;br /&gt;31st - (parents') wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just makes me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's bad times, do I still love the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-722498930681854664?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/722498930681854664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=722498930681854664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/722498930681854664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/722498930681854664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-far-and-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2127935636711656392</id><published>2008-03-10T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:20:54.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheer up people! cos i'm cheering up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found some of these quotes that i found super legless and funny hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you have five dollars and Chuck Norris has five dollars, Chuck Norris has more money than you.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is no 'ctrl' button on Chuck Norris's computer. Chuck Norris is always in control.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chuck Norris can sneeze with his eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because he only recognises the element of surprise. 5. Chuck Norris can kill two stones with one bird.&lt;br /&gt;6. There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.&lt;br /&gt;7. Chuck Norris counted to infinity- twice.&lt;br /&gt;8. Chuck Norris is so fast, he can run around the world and punch himself in the back of his head.&lt;br /&gt;9. The only thing that can hurt Chuck Norris is Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preacher: 'the fish bones are on the himalayan mountains due to Noah's flood.'&lt;br /&gt;john mark: 'but some fishes can fly!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the march hols have begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2127935636711656392?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2127935636711656392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2127935636711656392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2127935636711656392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2127935636711656392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/cheer-up-people-cos-im-cheering-up-d.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4443267226342824205</id><published>2008-03-07T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T19:30:35.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been done alot of slacking this year haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies watched for the past one week:&lt;br /&gt;Death note 2: The Last Name&lt;br /&gt;I am Legend&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure (one)&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (that was a looooong one man)&lt;br /&gt;Jumper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think i better stop already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the Qing dynasty holiday readings argh.&lt;br /&gt;30pages of mugging to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4443267226342824205?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4443267226342824205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4443267226342824205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4443267226342824205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4443267226342824205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-done-alot-of-slacking-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1079161928447119461</id><published>2008-02-29T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:08:03.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 verses sum up my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank you all for your prayers, encouragements and concern for me. With all your help and most importantly God, I was able to stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt alot of precious lesssons from God and realised that God really has his marvelous plan. to think that He who i had forsaken for quite some time still would come and personally wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I know, that my future lies within His hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I want to thank my parents, for their unwavering support and love they poured out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1079161928447119461?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1079161928447119461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-6707378469307911411</id><published>2008-02-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:37:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's a new time&lt;br /&gt;And there's a new way&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;All the old has, passed away&lt;br /&gt;And the new has come&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, It's a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:Lookin' back on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I regret&lt;br /&gt;But I put the past behind me&lt;br /&gt;And I never will forget&lt;br /&gt;You hav covered my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;And my broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now over the horizon&lt;br /&gt;I see the dawn is drawing near&lt;br /&gt;And I realize the sun did rise&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's finally here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Now when I wake up thinkin&lt;br /&gt;''Bout the things I've done before&lt;br /&gt;Memories I could not escape&lt;br /&gt;Well they can't haunt me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am not the same&lt;br /&gt;You've changed my whole perspective&lt;br /&gt;And with new eyes I see&lt;br /&gt;I've become a new creation&lt;br /&gt;'Cause of what&lt;br /&gt;You've done for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause of what You've done for me&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;This heart of mine is finally free&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a New Person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6707378469307911411?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-3763691988730750930</id><published>2008-02-23T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:12:02.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's boring and there is completely nothing to blog about man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that softball b div has made real great progress :D&lt;br /&gt;and we might be in for the 2nd round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that, mugging is still demanded and i dont know how much more i need to do at the rate i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muzi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3763691988730750930?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3763691988730750930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3763691988730750930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3763691988730750930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3763691988730750930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/lifes-boring-and-there-is-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2550804826965083775</id><published>2008-02-16T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought i should grab some photos haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3AmnccGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/13x_UwUgfLA/s1600-h/CSEpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167589212192272482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3AmnccGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/13x_UwUgfLA/s400/CSEpic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edwin dennis yong hwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3A2nccHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z95o6fStQyA/s1600-h/csepic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167589216487239794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3A2nccHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z95o6fStQyA/s400/csepic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fellow humanities baboons. nelson edwin delwin dennis alvin yong hwee jia ming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, the 35th High School Council Investiture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3A2nccII/AAAAAAAAAG0/_aKtTdWpVPI/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167589216487239810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3A2nccII/AAAAAAAAAG0/_aKtTdWpVPI/s400/ProEdinvestiture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th ProEd Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3BGnccJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/iZrJoLkwqi4/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167589220782207122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3BGnccJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/iZrJoLkwqi4/s400/ProEdinvestiture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3BWnccKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lHGAQW-31jU/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167589225077174434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3BWnccKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lHGAQW-31jU/s400/ProEdinvestiture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b4C2nccLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/90WC-Fd6HjM/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167590350358606002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b4C2nccLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/90WC-Fd6HjM/s400/ProEdinvestiture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b4DGnccMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6K0jG7eNq5o/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167590354653573314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b4DGnccMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6K0jG7eNq5o/s400/ProEdinvestiture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b4DGnccMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6K0jG7eNq5o/s1600-h/ProEdinvestiture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2550804826965083775?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2550804826965083775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2550804826965083775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2550804826965083775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2550804826965083775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/thought-i-should-grab-some-photos-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R7b3AmnccGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/13x_UwUgfLA/s72-c/CSEpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-8427004269371328387</id><published>2008-02-16T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:56:05.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually havent been really chionging like mad yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTG all the teachers said that i still could put in more effort and im not at my fullest yet.&lt;br /&gt;which is rather true haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been. how to say. very unfaithful these days. and trying. to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With God all things are possible." Phillipians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I live, well praise the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I die, well praise the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well if I live or die, my only cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will be, Jesus in me praise the Lord!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm shining, I gotta shine more. To testify with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit on mon, physics geog on tue, bio on fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8427004269371328387?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8427004269371328387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8427004269371328387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8427004269371328387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8427004269371328387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/actually-havent-been-really-chionging.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8094104881963835677</id><published>2008-02-11T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:03:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to say that most likely wont be updating regulary (or as regularly) anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mugger mode until march holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8094104881963835677?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8094104881963835677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8094104881963835677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8094104881963835677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8094104881963835677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-to-say-that-most-likely-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7425475134633810965</id><published>2008-02-09T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:10:55.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>$ _ _ _ _ _ _ up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many decimal points you decide :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7425475134633810965?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7425475134633810965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7425475134633810965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7425475134633810965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7425475134633810965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/up-to-date.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4012590971734321431</id><published>2008-02-09T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;watched 'facing the giants' at my counsin's place yesterday, and it was super.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the best christian shows i have watched since. it was a really good encouragement from God, telling me that even when everything is going wrong, He's always there to help make things put right again. Some of the lessons i have learnt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Lord said in 365 different times in the bible "Do not Fear."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two farmers prayed for rain. One stayed at home on his knees while the other prepared his crops to receive his rain. The latter had his prayers answered; his faith that the Lord will provide was so great that he prepared to receive it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;God never gives up on me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your actions follow your beliefs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glorifying God can be in anything, even football.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope i can get my hands on that dvd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;never give up, never back down, never lose faith.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R60Ql-2BCCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SzL13MwDjRs/s1600-h/facing_the_giants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164802592374589474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R60Ql-2BCCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SzL13MwDjRs/s400/facing_the_giants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4012590971734321431?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4012590971734321431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4012590971734321431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4012590971734321431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4012590971734321431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/watched-facing-giants-at-my-counsins.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R60Ql-2BCCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SzL13MwDjRs/s72-c/facing_the_giants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-261161986709250023</id><published>2008-02-06T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:49:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year celebrations at school. concert was so-so lah. then during one of the games, they asked all the 4 chairmen to go up on stage to act then I was lagging hahaha. i was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whoa how come the 3 chairmen so enthu to participate ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard the emcee say "paging for ProEd chairman." hahah then i super pai seh then rush to the stage. anyway the game was that all 4 of us had to act a chinese idiom, 1 person 1 word. then i was super scared that i don understand my word but luckily it was 'xin'. (heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway zhao-ed at around 9.10 with gid nor jun han to bus stop. then later got one teacher there tell us not to pon the celebration and that she will remember our faces before she boarded the bus (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... because we were scared that more teachers will come to the bus stop and kah chiao us, we went to the bus stop opposite and took bus from two bus stops earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to west mall to watch the 10.05 cloverfield show. WE HAD THE WHOLE CINEMA TO OURSELVES :D nor gid chin ying edwin xuanler not bad sia. the show quite exhilirating but very dizzy cos the cameraman is one of the characters. very action pack but only 1 hour -.- walao like super early lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joined the others at pei hwa at around 11.30. met mdm wu only then after that we all tried to dunk at the basketball court there. can leh! :D this year finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at market side and then went toh yi to play bball. haha like 30 ppl played kampong bball full court which was super crazy. then got this extra guys wearing housten rockets jersey who thinks he very pro and i found him quite annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lotsa old mates today :) 6 months more till we all meet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-261161986709250023?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/261161986709250023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=261161986709250023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/261161986709250023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/261161986709250023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-fun-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2472115468451185642</id><published>2008-02-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:15:29.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hefelofo! (hello)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had this mock mock history test -.- ms teo gave us like 20 min to do one essay then when I just finished writing first para then she say "two minutes more!"&lt;br /&gt;so die lorh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for training today and thankfully mr toh wasnt so pissed that i couldnt make it for one of the matches. luckily it wasnt maris stella or ACS(I) if not i'll miss all the fun man!&lt;br /&gt;batting was quite shiok. everyone hit super far and so, I conclude that training today was fun. (I don like history essays....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY IS HERE! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;$.$&lt;br /&gt;gona play like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then mug over the weekends cos some guy go and suggest to the school to clump all the tests on the week after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;another yp session to be missed D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's target: &lt;u&gt;dont be a money face&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2472115468451185642?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2472115468451185642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2472115468451185642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2472115468451185642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2472115468451185642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/hefelofo-hello-today-had-this-mock-mock.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1485693638871647864</id><published>2008-02-02T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:48:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for the emo-ness or whatever you called it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was fun ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left lessons at 11.20 (WHOO!) to attend a funeral of one of the board of directors of hwachong. 4 of us representing the school : me, liki, yingcong, kah how. lucky huh.  anyway it was quite slack lah. took 20min to reach the place, then bow three times there, then come back. came back school at 1 plus. but i missed bio lesson D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in rained. mr toh announced to us our groupings for our season. Maris stella, ACS(I), Geylang Methodist and Chai CHee (or something like that). every year also the same lah. two strong and two not so strong teams. but haha this year gona be so fun man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did a bit of batting in the track room and then went over to JC side to watch their match against the Waseda High School. Japanese man! but they were like really sucky so we owned them like 16-4. then the match attracted like a hundred people to watch man! :) met timo and ge wei's brother! then at the bus stop met salome too! haha saw so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends are here and time to mug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1485693638871647864?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1485693638871647864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1485693638871647864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1485693638871647864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1485693638871647864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-for-emo-ness-or-whatever-you.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6335693825271768731</id><published>2008-01-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:06:44.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The God of Me - Tan, Izumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a race track, just that it never stops.&lt;br /&gt;I am the runner, i run the clock.&lt;br /&gt;this track full of trials, filled with grief and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;things remain unsure in the tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but I press on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storms the wind the rain that pour&lt;br /&gt;the heat the scorch the burning sun&lt;br /&gt;this tiresome road, a path of worry&lt;br /&gt;some say that it's a worthless journey&lt;br /&gt;but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the going gets tough, the tough gets going&lt;br /&gt;with each step, I'm further looking&lt;br /&gt;at the far end, what lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;in front of me, not what's behind my head&lt;br /&gt;coz that's worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where sins await me&lt;br /&gt;a place where temptations lingering&lt;br /&gt;I find that I am helpless and weak&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I have to seek&lt;br /&gt;God Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the God of the road, this journey of mine&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the rain, the storm and sunshine&lt;br /&gt;He provides comfort, with purpose divine&lt;br /&gt;With opened arms He brings me inside&lt;br /&gt;Under His wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like giving up, but I stopped there.&lt;br /&gt;God gave me life, for me He did care.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me His son, the begotten one&lt;br /&gt;Who gave His life, the work that was done.&lt;br /&gt;All for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down, and now i stand up&lt;br /&gt;To face the challenges, no fear in my heart&lt;br /&gt;God's on my side, who can be against us&lt;br /&gt;With strength renewed, I soar on eagle's wings,&lt;br /&gt;Pressing on to the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has taught me alot on how much I have to depend on God. Stress can be overcome not by psycological methods or a stress ball, but through our God. When I cant manage things, I know that He's there to guide me along. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6335693825271768731?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6335693825271768731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6335693825271768731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6335693825271768731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6335693825271768731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-of-me-tan-izumi-lifes-like-race.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4140438240333495420</id><published>2008-01-29T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:48:54.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw it inside out&lt;br /&gt;upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of this, i realise this was all without seeking God's help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me. From now, tonight, Jesus take my wheel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4140438240333495420?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4140438240333495420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4140438240333495420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4140438240333495420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4140438240333495420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/screw-it-inside-out-upside-down-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6820807179859950720</id><published>2008-01-28T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:42:43.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm counting down to next week cny celebrations :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man it's like only 5 weeks and already, i nitta break. school's like what the heck as usual and today our teacher bought us 2 ice-cream cakes for lunch :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang paos coming in and i'm saving them for the melbourne trip! spend spend spend... haha no luh maybe abit only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i really thank God for all the new friends I've made in school so far. they're great man! and i'm beginning to learn to commit things to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths test coming up on fri! revise and get a1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6820807179859950720?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6820807179859950720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6820807179859950720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6820807179859950720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6820807179859950720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/overload-haha-im-counting-down-to-next.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2201791163070238831</id><published>2008-01-24T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R5hrqu2BCBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hqO0541HXpU/s1600-h/proed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158991755026171922" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" height="330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R5hrqu2BCBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hqO0541HXpU/s400/proed.jpg" width="514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'07 Exco: Aaron, Yoon Siang, Desmond, Mark, Zhi Hao&lt;br /&gt;'08 Exco: Myself, Gordon, Kwang Ming, Nicholas, Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be never forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2201791163070238831?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2201791163070238831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2201791163070238831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2201791163070238831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2201791163070238831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/07-exco-aaron-yoon-siang-desmond-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R5hrqu2BCBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hqO0541HXpU/s72-c/proed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-3707393824851083853</id><published>2008-01-23T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:23:42.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>35th High school council Investiture rocked! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go 8th ProEd Council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway few achievements so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4 timing: 12:13! not too bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;assignments: doing quite well&lt;br /&gt;and now i can owl up to 12 plus! (it's a great achivement for me k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3707393824851083853?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3707393824851083853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3707393824851083853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3707393824851083853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3707393824851083853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/35th-high-school-council-investiture.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8799943432501432990</id><published>2008-01-20T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:05:03.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for my first yp session of the year yest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic right. cos of all the homework and trainings and commitments. then yesterday i decided dont care must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. bible study was great. with all the sec4s and matthew chia! haha. we're in some 10 course workshop regarding discipleship and i thought it was delicious. learnt about what discipleship really meant. taking up my cross, following Him and losing my life (not really literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a journey of one thousand miles and it starts with a single step. But to complete the journey, we need to keep walking everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times are short for me these few days and i really find myself dying spiritually. in the sense that i wasnt able to so-called be in the spirit on saturdays and sundays cos i havent been getting much spiritual food. guess i have to discipline myself to do my quiet time and yea, FINISH THE BIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then matthew chia talked about how a christian life should not be like growth spurt.&lt;br /&gt;means grow like siao during youth camp and bible camp then later stay stagnant. And another challenge is to live a testimony. Kenneth Chua shared a real nice song (the mission) during singspiration with the chorus that has the line" Proclaim and live the Truth". Even as i proclaim the gospel, let me live the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a call going out&lt;br /&gt;Across the land in every nation&lt;br /&gt;A call to those who swear allegiance to the cross of Christ&lt;br /&gt;A call to true humility, to live our live responsibly&lt;br /&gt;To deepen our devotion to the cross at any price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us then be sober, moving only in the Spirit&lt;br /&gt;As aliens and strangers in a hostile foreign land&lt;br /&gt;The message we're proclaiming is repentance and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;The offer of salvation to a dying race of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love the Lord our God&lt;br /&gt;Is the heartbeat of our mission&lt;br /&gt;The spring from which our service overflows&lt;br /&gt;Across the street&lt;br /&gt;Or around the world&lt;br /&gt;The mission's still the same&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim and live the Truth&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a candle is consumed by the passion of the flame&lt;br /&gt;Spilling light unsparingly throughout a darkened room&lt;br /&gt;Let us burn to know Him deeper&lt;br /&gt;Then our service flaming bright&lt;br /&gt;Will radiate his passions&lt;br /&gt;And blaze with holy light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8799943432501432990?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8799943432501432990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8799943432501432990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8799943432501432990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8799943432501432990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/went-for-my-first-yp-session-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6033864322794870952</id><published>2008-01-17T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:24:32.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much more i have to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically (not too much anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally (to be more serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotionally (to care for others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritually (to read the bible and encourage others)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6033864322794870952?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6033864322794870952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6033864322794870952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6033864322794870952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6033864322794870952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-5092339707039259670</id><published>2008-01-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:19:10.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Council Investiture '08 theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song's kinda about me somehow haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;For you I will - Teddy Geiger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering the streets, in a world underneath it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet&lt;br /&gt;As what I can't have&lt;br /&gt;Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair&lt;br /&gt;round your finger&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm not afraid to tell you&lt;br /&gt;What I feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;and cannon ball into the water&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I stutter&lt;br /&gt;From all of the clutter in my head&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I could fall asleep in those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like a water bed&lt;br /&gt;Do I seem familiar, i've crossed you in hallways&lt;br /&gt;a thousand times, no more camouflage&lt;br /&gt;I want to be exposed, and not be afraid to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;And cannon ball into the water&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always want what you can't have&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to try&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could dim the lights in the mall&lt;br /&gt;And create a mood I would&lt;br /&gt;Shout out your name so it echos in every room&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'd do, That's what I'd do to get through to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;And cannon ball into the water&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;You always want what you can't have&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to try&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;For you I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will, for YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-5092339707039259670?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/5092339707039259670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=5092339707039259670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5092339707039259670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5092339707039259670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/council-investiture-08-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1325875351416012248</id><published>2008-01-15T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:38:39.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we're living in a sad world, with sad people, with sad lives, cos they go after sad stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;man some people's priorities are just so darn wrong. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today din have training and so, for the first time i got home at 4!! :D it's the earliest so far since school started okay.. everyday it's either 6 or 7 plus or even 8. School is like, hectic. homework. council. softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah softball. now i go like 1 hour training everyday. and obviously i can't do anything about it cos i'm loaded with homework and responsibilities. and i know that nationals are coming up. and i know that 1 hour is not enough. but i'm trying yeah? i still come down and i hardly went overseas last holiday so ya, i'm not a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm so far behind in the pitching department. even my sec2 teammate know so many more pitching skills lorh. i feel so sad-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dam busy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go YP on sat! D: missed the first two sessions of the year.. ack. can't say no time for God but the thing is, i've got to make time man. the only REAL time i have contact with Him is on Sunday and that is so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year cannot play already. (my resolution) in school, be a mugger. study hard, mug hard, do well. hand in all my homework. what's more, there's responsiblities. Chairmanship isn't a small thing. i mean that it's quite a heavy responsibility. Can't be the play-play type already and must be serious but hahaha it's hard. still have to get used to used authority appropriately. softball vice capt, well honestly i think i'm not doing enough man. but i guess i shall encourage everybody in the team! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks passed and 3rd week going. ya i'm surviving but how long more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the holidays come, it's partaye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah when the holidays come lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and imagine how much jo is having in obs while i'm stuck here with 3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have coke haha.&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Youcanhave;what'sleftofme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1325875351416012248?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1325875351416012248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1325875351416012248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1325875351416012248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1325875351416012248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-living-in-sad-world-with-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4442526655865703467</id><published>2008-01-12T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T19:43:15.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and lean not on your own understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;                                   Proverbs 3:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;I found an answer to all the sianness and weariness. I guess for the past one week of school I haven't been doing my quiet time in the morning and looking to God in all faithfulness and truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions have been made on how I will be able to start on the right note. yeah academically yes but spiritually no. I'll make it clear. I'll make this right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 tiresome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope week 3 will be fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4442526655865703467?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4442526655865703467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4442526655865703467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4442526655865703467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4442526655865703467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/trust-in-lord-with-all-your-heart-and.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6880411803384409965</id><published>2008-01-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:08:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally it's the weekends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe everyone's counting down each week man. School's like what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework for the so-called weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. Commonwealth 1500 word essay (wth right)&lt;br /&gt;2. &gt;1500 word history tutorial essay. (even more wth)&lt;br /&gt;3. english summary&lt;br /&gt;4. Math assignment (my least liked subject)&lt;br /&gt;5. Biology worksheet&lt;br /&gt;6. Chinese bao zhang (sure take super long to do)&lt;br /&gt;7. Geography 30-page reading (sleep maybe 3 times?)&lt;br /&gt;8. History tutorial 3 50-page reading (kay this one 5 times)&lt;br /&gt;9. Geography tutorial worksheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sian lah! so much work to do liao. but must press on! work until die sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;D: ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6880411803384409965?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6880411803384409965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6880411803384409965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6880411803384409965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6880411803384409965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-its-weekends-d-i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6808765323036816965</id><published>2008-01-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:13.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the end of this week i will be left with half my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's like seooooo crazy! and i'm playing like @#($*#&amp;amp;@* in softball now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a good note, my (japanese) neighbour helped me take a photo of my hamster and used it as a new year card for me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay, it's REALLY my hamster not from google.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R4Sza_HTRfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5crerP2UDt8/s1600-h/%E5%B9%B4%E8%B3%80%E7%8A%B62008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153441149818717682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R4Sza_HTRfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5crerP2UDt8/s400/%E5%B9%B4%E8%B3%80%E7%8A%B62008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's such a nice photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imuzi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6808765323036816965?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6808765323036816965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6808765323036816965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6808765323036816965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6808765323036816965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-end-of-this-week-i-will-be-left-with.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R4Sza_HTRfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5crerP2UDt8/s72-c/%E5%B9%B4%E8%B3%80%E7%8A%B62008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-9077336352365231127</id><published>2008-01-06T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:00:36.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>january is such a month to behold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-9077336352365231127?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/9077336352365231127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=9077336352365231127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/9077336352365231127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/9077336352365231127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-is-such-month-to-behold.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-9212194228255132038</id><published>2008-01-04T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:24:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 things to note in the first week of 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i still havent realised that it's 2008&lt;br /&gt;2. it feels like 2007&lt;br /&gt;3. softball training is so so so tiring with 20 more to go before feb&lt;br /&gt;4. ms teo CM is a nice teacher :) (not too fierce la)&lt;br /&gt;5. i bought a new bag&lt;br /&gt;6. CSE orientation is such a bore&lt;br /&gt;7. it's so sad until march&lt;br /&gt;8. chinese new year is coming! :D&lt;br /&gt;9. i've got a 1000-word essay hw (already) -.-&lt;br /&gt;10. next week is &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; the 2nd week of jan '08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw man haha what an unexpected sec3 life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-9212194228255132038?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/9212194228255132038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=9212194228255132038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/9212194228255132038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/9212194228255132038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-things-to-note-in-first-week-of-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3216622440941358881</id><published>2008-01-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:36:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>movie outing was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 18 of us went to vivo and since it's too many i shant bother typing everyone's names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationals starting on Feb 8!! training until then will be 5 times a week, no joke man! D:&lt;br /&gt;council invest on jan 28!&lt;br /&gt;consortium assembly tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;CSE orientation on jan 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo what a way to start the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blogging can only be done on weekends now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3216622440941358881?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3216622440941358881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3216622440941358881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3216622440941358881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3216622440941358881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/movie-outing-was-cool-about-18-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-821624501176108963</id><published>2008-01-01T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T10:52:24.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;motto: (same as 2007) after and before it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;aim: not to count but to make 2008 count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;number one thing to look forward to: rapture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;person to be most important to me: God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;acceptable grade: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;position for B div softball: national 3rd or higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;spiritual aim: read more christian books and finish reading the whole bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese new year aim: try to save my ang paos instead of spending them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;school life aim: continue not to say any vulgarities at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;gospel aim: preach Christ as often as possible and be a good testimony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;relationship aim: be nice to everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;character aim: not to be proud but always in humility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;memory aim: to remember 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;chinese aim: study hard and catch up with my grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;basketball aim: dribbling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;football aim: dribbling also!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;class aim: not to talk too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;handphone aim: try to keep my current one alive through this yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;spectacles aim: new specs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;shoe aim: maximum 2 shoes this yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;shirts aim: no no no more shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shorts aim: i need lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jacket aim: get the new hwa chong jacket! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;youth camp'08 aim: make it way better than youth camp '07 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;relationship aim: not to start anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blogging aim: CONTINUE BLOGGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;impossible aim: to continue this list on and on and on.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.the.real.new.life.begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-821624501176108963?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/821624501176108963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=821624501176108963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/821624501176108963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/821624501176108963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-motto-same-as-2007-after-and.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2013577608179331325</id><published>2007-12-31T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:35:12.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today.was.fun.&lt;br /&gt;the.reason.why.i'm.writing.this.way.is.because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss 2007! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gona celebrate new year's in church in like 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;haha but 2008 is gona rawk :D i just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after and before it: in the future or past, here i stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2013577608179331325?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2013577608179331325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2013577608179331325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2013577608179331325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2013577608179331325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/today.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-596818264606082445</id><published>2007-12-27T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T18:53:44.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha greaaaaaaaat. i'm going for stiches now hahahahahaha. the cause is really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i shall post about sec one orientation another time. for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it rocks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-596818264606082445?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/596818264606082445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=596818264606082445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/596818264606082445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/596818264606082445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-greaaaaaaaat.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7577985651905844388</id><published>2007-12-25T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce2_HTRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qUFdg3L6hbc/s1600-h/PC130364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147789041576658338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce2_HTRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qUFdg3L6hbc/s400/PC130364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% PURE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce3fHTRbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1ldhNEaKpJw/s1600-h/PC110178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147789050166592946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce3fHTRbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1ldhNEaKpJw/s400/PC110178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 of us:&lt;br /&gt;(top) uncle kenneth, nick, hilary, xin an, jordan, jong, marvin, timothy&lt;br /&gt;(bottom) reuben, jonathan boon, me, brandon, aaron toke, ren an, ryan, lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce3vHTRcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Kagx0ABAnQc/s1600-h/PC130342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147789054461560258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce3vHTRcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Kagx0ABAnQc/s400/PC130342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my bs sia. hilary, prime, xin an, uncle andrew, me, jonathan tessensohn, levin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce3_HTRdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lBGRb94BMzM/s1600-h/PC130354.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3CgYfHTReI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zpZx5kz8X_w/s1600-h/PC130355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147790716613903842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3CgYfHTReI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zpZx5kz8X_w/s400/PC130355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha see the back row on the left?? it's the gin-gang haha. all the sec2s and 3s. we &lt;u&gt;purposely&lt;/u&gt; pose on the wrong direction :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day is finally here! And received lotsa prezzies and cards thanks ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i look back, I shall say one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOUTH CAMP '07 is da BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout your Fame- Hillsongs (my officially favourite song now :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say you're just a good man&lt;br /&gt;Some say you are kind&lt;br /&gt;Some say you are in the grave&lt;br /&gt;But I say you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say you're just a prophet&lt;br /&gt;Some say you were wise&lt;br /&gt;Some say you were just a man&lt;br /&gt;But I say you are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my God&lt;br /&gt;I will shout your fame to all the earth&lt;br /&gt;I will lift your name on high&lt;br /&gt;And the world will know your greatness&lt;br /&gt;You are my God&lt;br /&gt;I will shout your fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're the Messiah&lt;br /&gt;You gave your life for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're the only way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you're my God&lt;br /&gt;You are my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will shout your fame to all the earth&lt;br /&gt;I will lift your name on high&lt;br /&gt;And the world will know your greatness&lt;br /&gt;You are my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I will shout your fame to all the earth&lt;br /&gt;I will lift your name on high&lt;br /&gt;I will show the world your goodness&lt;br /&gt;As I live a life that shouts your fame&lt;br /&gt;As I live a life that shouts your fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I decide to live&lt;br /&gt;Live a life that shouts your fame&lt;br /&gt;Shout your fame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7577985651905844388?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7577985651905844388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7577985651905844388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7577985651905844388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7577985651905844388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/100-pure-d-15-of-us-top-uncle-kenneth.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R3Ce2_HTRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qUFdg3L6hbc/s72-c/PC130364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-3025866715365024521</id><published>2007-12-24T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:33:33.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new year hopes for 2008 (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. be a 100% mugger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. be a light to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. be a good council chairman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4. be nice to everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;5. master pitching (softball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. be very involved in church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;7. read christian books and pray regularly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. new shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;9. Grow spiritually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. after and before it &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"from the very start, have purpose in your heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Through the years- Kenny Rogers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember when you weren't there&lt;br /&gt;When I didn't care for anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;I swear we've been through everything there is&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine anything we've missed&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, you've never let me down&lt;br /&gt;You turned my life around, the sweetest days I've found&lt;br /&gt;I've found with you ... Through the years&lt;br /&gt;I've never been afraid,&lt;br /&gt;I've loved the life we've made&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad I've stayed, right here with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what I used to do&lt;br /&gt;Who I trusted, who I listened to before&lt;br /&gt;I swear you taught me everything I know&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine needing someone so&lt;br /&gt;But through the years it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;I need you more and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, through all the good and bad&lt;br /&gt;I know how much we had, I've always been so glad&lt;br /&gt;To be with you ... Through the years&lt;br /&gt;It's better every day, you've kissed my tears away&lt;br /&gt;As long as it's okay, I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, when everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Together we were strong, I know that I belong&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you ... Through the years&lt;br /&gt;I never had a doubt, we'd always work things out&lt;br /&gt;I've learned what life's about, by loving you&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, you've never let me down&lt;br /&gt;You've turned my life around, the sweetest days I've found&lt;br /&gt;I've found with you ... Through the years&lt;br /&gt;It's better every day, you've kissed my tears away&lt;br /&gt;As long as it's okay, I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the years...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3025866715365024521?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3025866715365024521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3025866715365024521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3025866715365024521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3025866715365024521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-year-hopes-for-2008-1.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2723088215345575506</id><published>2007-12-24T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:12:48.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>norris called me last night to say this morning no training! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept like a log until 10.30 and then had this super long and weird dream. anyway went to meet up with brandon and marvin and PS at 12+ and then nick kan, titus and john mark met us on the way. watched national treasure at Cathay at around 1.30 and wah, the show was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that they went to parklane for LAN while me and marvin went to eat lunch at macs (at 4.30). played abit then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas' tomorrow!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2723088215345575506?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2723088215345575506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2723088215345575506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2723088215345575506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2723088215345575506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/norris-called-me-last-night-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-89185017820377543</id><published>2007-12-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:51:45.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nowadays there isn't much to do hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was real fruitful and i think everybody enjoyed the programme :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday (today)&lt;br /&gt;sunday school christmas special was GREAT man. really enjoyed the skit and i think the 17 year olds were super. gotta find out the name of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon had tuition and then went for christmas gospel meeting. choir was like (woah). and i liked every song they sang man haha. uncle andrew kwan gave a good message on the perspectives of christmas. had dinner and ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad went to cambodia and bought like 5 nike and adidas shirts for $4.30 each :D it's called first-class replicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's training and then movie in the afternoon with the sec 3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week before school reopens ALREADY D: gaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-89185017820377543?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/89185017820377543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=89185017820377543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/89185017820377543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/89185017820377543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/nowadays-there-isnt-much-to-do-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-5912576855137370586</id><published>2007-12-22T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T21:36:08.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Praise the Lord for today! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit of Giving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-5912576855137370586?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/5912576855137370586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=5912576855137370586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5912576855137370586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5912576855137370586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/praise-lord-for-today-d-spirit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2056815544576202670</id><published>2007-12-20T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:44:31.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>memories of this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, yet so close&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2056815544576202670?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2056815544576202670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2056815544576202670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2056815544576202670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2056815544576202670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/memories-of-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6182267851893951346</id><published>2007-12-19T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:31:33.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played bball and i played real sucky so don feel like talking about that. played cards and ... ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training and i was so not on form. don wana talk on that either. sec 1 orientation  briefing was kinda tiring and abit time-wastage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. haha CMON MAN! HOLIDAYS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 December is on the way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our voices are coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6182267851893951346?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6182267851893951346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6182267851893951346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6182267851893951346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6182267851893951346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1594689701626388855</id><published>2007-12-17T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:14.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R2Yv7PHTRZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ra5DSitvVuw/s1600-h/captain%27s+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144852319033312658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R2Yv7PHTRZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ra5DSitvVuw/s400/captain%27s+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha thanks to Brandon, this is the photo of the captain's ball team in November. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1594689701626388855?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1594689701626388855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1594689701626388855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1594689701626388855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1594689701626388855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-thanks-to-brandon-this-is-photo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R2Yv7PHTRZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ra5DSitvVuw/s72-c/captain%27s+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-7280570949058969718</id><published>2007-12-17T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:07:14.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha in an attempt to bring our the funness in camp i shall talk about the activities :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on bus A and it was a 2+ hour trip to mersing. sat beside hilary and i regretted it cos his jokes were soooooo cold and lame hahahaha. ask stupid questions like "why did a bear die in the desert" then he say the honey stars bear went to space to get the "honey stars" and then on the way down his parachute didnt open and so he died and ended up in the desert -.- played some guitar with him and talked about BYMET. whooooo it sounded really exciting. but then he say next year might not have. WHAT THE HECK. i'll just pray and leave it to God haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached mersing at 12.30+ and then went to our dorms. my dorm was all the p6 and sec1s. only got 1 p6. this year got like hundreds of p6 girls but only like 2 or 3 p6 guys. what a shame... yu han (p6), cedric, esmond, noah, ryan, asher, me, brandon, jong! haha we took the smallest dorm and i think ours was like the most peaceful and least smelly among the guys' dorm. haha the library one was like so many people then super smelly cos everyone hung their clothes like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icebreaker was quite interesting haha. and then the scissors-paper-stone- jump jump game right. walao i win so many people then got one long chain behind me. then cedric that idiot go hide one corner then challenge me then i lose -.- so he won the whole chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night was the first message and after that it was a video about this guy called johnny who was completely disfigured. i cried lah. cos it was so touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had our first dorm d and everyone was quite quiet. but anyway we shared and taught them quite alot lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6 and did quiet time. breakfast was nasi lamek i think. anyway we had singspiration! this year's camp songs are sooooo cool lah. especially the camp song itself. compoased by the HO brothers. oh ya then hilary kept singing this really dumb song everytime he bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ho ho ho ho HO REN AN&lt;br /&gt; Ho ho ho ho HO XIN AN&lt;br /&gt; Ho ho ho Hosanna&lt;br /&gt; I've got the joy of the Lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS was also super fruitful. half the time we were just sharing and sharing and everyday we only covered like 3 questions. hilary, levin, prime, jonathan tessensohn, me, xin an, uncle andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon was batik painting! and i am soooo proud to say that PURE came in first :D :D i drew the words and maria did the sheep hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tue night was a big night. after dinner was preach the word! 15 of us had 15 different messages of 15 different verses in philippians. reuben, brandon, lucas, marvin, xin an, jordan, nick kan, aaron toke, ren an, hilary, ryan, timothy, jonathan boon, jonathan lim, me. it was nervous and haha my hands were shaking like mad. but overall everyone did a great job lah i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorm devotion was led by cedric and ryan and it was quite meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6 and wanted to go and jog in the morning. but then the guys left 5min ago so had to wait for elsia and the rest of the girls so that can go and follow the guys together. but then when we were about to run and the gates were opened it started to rain so hahaha the guys came chionging through the gates. so we didn't have our morning jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon was station games and it was quite fun lah. everyone had to put on blindfolds and move from station to station but then along the way lucas, bryan and me sorta 'cheated' so we were walking blindfolded to each station without anyone holding us hahahaha. i thought the charades thing was cool lah. our group broke the record and completed 32 cards! :) me, lucas, yu han and joanna chia did all the drawing, acting and talking hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner was night workshop and quite sad that i'm only 14 -.- so out of 5 i couldnt go to 3 cos they were for 15 and above. so went for "Gifts and gifting" by jin song. it was quite meaningful and ya, i learnt about how talents are different from gifts and how to build on my spiritual gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorm D was led by esmond and noah and noah shared quite abit and he impressed me. haha great potential man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.40 so that i wont miss the jogging. turned out to be nothing much cos we jogged at the beach outside and it was only like a 200m track so we kept turning back and forth. then ben and i decided to sweat so we raced and haha he quite fast lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon we went to the beach again for games! It was just 2 games and competing with other groups lah. Crossover and Captain's Ball. Crossover was kinda cool man. our group mostly did the 4-4-1 formation then we put all the tall tall girls in front. maria, robyn, liling, joanna. second row were the tall guys timothy, chong yi, bryan and me. then the solo king was lucas HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got once we were playing against GOOD and then they put jonathan tessensohn, ben and ryan kwan on the first line. so our whole group shifted to the right and walked past ryan kwan cos he abit height disadvantage so cannot touch our shoulders :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain's ball was abit rough lah. but cos our group don't have a good guard and catcher so we lost all 3 matches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was a fun and exciting afternoon. but at night was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLYMPIC BIBLE QUIZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first round were william, hui qian, brandon, nat, pei xian, uncle robert. haha i watched them compete then i already so scared lorh. super competitive sia! 2nd round was me, joanna, josh, jia yin, ren an, lucius. first few questions couldnt answer so my group had 0 points for quite some time. then i was thinking that i would be the one who will sit there until the whole game ends and then my group will get kicked out. but then hahaha thank God some questions i knew how to answer so soon i was able to answer quite alot of questions and we made it to the final round :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final round was against hui qian and william. and the good thing was that those two didn't memorise philippians so all thte "quote" and "complete this verse" questions were all given to me for free. haha so PURE owned in the quiz with 110 points. from second-last we became third :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was memorising of phlippians and each group sent each representative for each chapter. mine was elsia, li ling, bryan and lucas. quite good combo lah. then after that each group sent one person to memorise the whole book (4 chapters, 100+ verses) the SIX were: rachel, nat chia, pei xian, me, josh and ren an. it was super tiring lorh. after each chapter we needed a break cos otherwise too tiring for our brains. chapter 1 and 2 everyone memorise until super smooth but come to chapter 3 and 4 we started to falter hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever happened, PURE owned on thursday night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was black out! and john mark tried to scare everybody as usual. and woah the sky had so many stars!! so everyone had dorm D in the dark but thank God halfway the power came back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was our last day of camp and ya it was very meaningful. last singspiration, last message, last BS, last lunch and so on. we shared alot and in the afternoon all the games group were preparing for camper's night. my group was very hard to act out lah. cos our people are all the study and brainy type and not the joker and acting type hahaha. but anyway we brainstormed for quite abit on the story line and practised like one time only before going for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every group did a good job for their skit, i must say. hahahaha but this year dono why everybody all become lame like hilary. especially the leader's skit lah! wah super cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper was super! actually every night was super. KFC, cakes, muffins etc. and the fun in the night began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire was very nice. and the sky was filled with even more stars! saw about 5 shooting stars that night lah. and we did lotsa sharing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened from 1am to 6am i shall not elaboarate hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bus came late cos apprently, i don't know why, the bus' battery got stolen so it was delayed for like 2 hours. so we waited at the campsite until 11.30 playing all sorts of games and listening to hilary's lame jokes. had lunch ono the way at some ulu place and the food was like oooer. reached amk at 4.30 !! super late lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i almost completely lost my voice after the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best camp ever.... is next year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7280570949058969718?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7280570949058969718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7280570949058969718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7280570949058969718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7280570949058969718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-in-attempt-to-bring-our-funness-in.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-14867198998129832</id><published>2007-12-15T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:17:57.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEY BACK FROM YOUTH CAMP 2007! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think this year's youth camp was super enriching and a life changing experience for me. the activities were super but i thought that the lessons that were learnt are way more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this camp is one camp that I am super involved in. Pianist, Giving thanks, Dorm Leader, Preach the Word, Olympic Bible Quiz... but I thank the Lord, that He has been so good to grant me these opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my first year as a dorm leader and i was in charge of the P6 and sec 1 dorm. well honestly i thought that all 7 of them were really well behaved and they have great potential. and even as I led in the dorm devotions, i myself learnt many precious lessons from the other 2 dorm leaders jong and brandon. all five nights were regarding on the thoughts we should have according to the theme verse- Phillipians 4:8. This year, many stuffs happened and often the times my thoughts weren't glorifying to the Lord at all. and from thoughts comes the behaviour and I think that my behaviour wasnt at all christian-like at times. and the dorm devotion really helped me to think about the things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely and of good report. And as I shared during the discussions, it was a challenge for me to practise what I preach and to have the mind of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared this part during the campfire and i think this is the most important lesson i have learnt. my dad strongly encouraged me to memorise the whole book of philippias and also to participate in the Preach the Word thing but I was reluctant. And when I slowly compelled, the reason why I agreed to do it was so as to glorify myself. But I thank the Lord that during my preparation of my message and the memorising of Phillipians, He led me to His word which really convicted me. "Let nothing be done out of selfish ambition or conceit, but in lowliness of mind, let each esteem others better than himself". In the process of memorising, I stumbled on this verse in Philippians 2 and ya. it struck me. and I also realised that many times I did not put others first, let alone God in my life. my priorities were mixed up. And still, in my pride and sinful nature, I feel weak to listen to the Spirit's leading. And this is where my preparation for my message became personal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillipians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;"I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse encouraged me alot. And I am reassured that as long as I stay close to the Lord Jesus Christ, I will learn to be faithful to Him and to be humble. And with this strength, it is my prayer to be a humble and helpful person, putting God and others in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talks by our brother Keith Keyser were especially enriching. I began to learn and understand what was in the mind of our Lord Jesus Christ during those times of trials before He went to the cross. He had foreknowledge and He knew that everything was going according to His will. This taught me not to be too anxious. As Phillipians 4 puts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I don't understand why things must turn out the wrong way and why I had to face so many trials and troubles. But now I know, with the comfort of the Lord Jesus Christ, that everything is according to God's plan. And all things will work out for the good of the glory of God the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this camp, I got to know so many people personally and I really thank the Lord for that. My bible study group was really super and Uncle Andrew and Xin An did a great job in leading us to different portions of the scripture. I learnt many valuable lessons and was also able to share some of my thoughs and experiences. My games group (PURE) was great too! Well though my group is one of the quieter ones but I guess all of us were bonded together. Everybody contributed in one way or another during the games, skit or competitions. And we tied for 2nd place! :D :D haha 2nd for 2 years in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night was quite fruitful. i drank like 3 cups of coffee so that I wouldnt fall asleep and finally slept for 1+ hour at 6am today hahahahaha. But during the night, I got to talk to many people, especially the sec 1s and encouraged them to grow up and be an example to the younger ones. And ya. we had a heart to heart talk with them and I pray that the sec 1 batch this year will continue to mature and be able to serve in the Lord's ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this camp really helped me to mature in my thinking alot. Especially due to all the memorising and bible studies and such. But ya. Next year is gona be a tough year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to start right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;After Your Own Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My Creator God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The perfect love You've given me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Jesus, my Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All I ask of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That only Him be formed in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grant me now, a contrite heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Take my hand, hold it tight, dear Lord I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Calm my heart, still my soul, open my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So that I may hear Your still small voice that's speakingto me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All my life, let me be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One after your own heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"When I think of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;your loveliness so pure and true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;such perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're loving such a worthless one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;May Your beauty, shine through me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Take my hand, hold it tight, dear Lord I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Calm my heart, still my soul, open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So that I may know Your loving hand is leading me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All my life, let me be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One after Your own heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lord you know my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You know I often stray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my thoughts are prone to wander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Guard me with Your laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And shape me with Your glory, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let Your perfect will reign in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Take my hand, hold it tight, dear Lord I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Keep me strong,lead me on holding Your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So that as I face each coming day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'll know I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All my life, let me be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One after Your own heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So that when I stand before Your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'll know You're my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Christ with me, Christ in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lovely perfection, at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-14867198998129832?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/14867198998129832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=14867198998129832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/14867198998129832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/14867198998129832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-back-from-youth-camp-2007-d.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3685954800971285453</id><published>2007-12-09T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:11:14.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome back BYMET people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R1u5IxaWuqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PzvYElxG1Q4/s1600-h/christmas_is_here(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141906959927524002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R1u5IxaWuqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PzvYElxG1Q4/s400/christmas_is_here(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this invitation speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;so please COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R1u4-BaWupI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u_LxYljRQeo/s1600-h/christmas_is_here(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3685954800971285453?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3685954800971285453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3685954800971285453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3685954800971285453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3685954800971285453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-back-bymet-people.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AHN1Zzs7DaI/R1u5IxaWuqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PzvYElxG1Q4/s72-c/christmas_is_here(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-336381924085201011</id><published>2007-12-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:19:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So far we are so close&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;haha youth camp's next week :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-336381924085201011?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812946705132643609.post-7213211406648757410</id><published>2007-12-06T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:33:29.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yesterday was a fun arrangement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training in the morning and it was really wet. then i had a hard time convincing xuan ler and jun han to go watch golden compass at jurong point. cos norris went to hong kong in the morning and gideon thought it was lame and edwin went to JB for shopping :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met those two at 2 and had lunch. after that we were debating on whether to watch enchanted or golden compass cause GC was an anti-christian movie lah. then we couldnt decide and so we called gid and he said Enchanted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the show was at 4.35 so we had about 2 hours to kill. after buying tickets walk around then xuan ler want to go play halo 3 at those xbox stands so we waited for like 30min for an indian dude to finish playing but then he didnt finish lah. then go arcade watch people play -.- very sian right. anyway when 4.20 came we went to watch. then the guys dint really appreciate it lorh. but i also felt that some of the dancing and singing makes me uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall i liked the movie :D haha i feel sorry for the prince tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next movie:"I am Legend." WILL SMITH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week: YOUTH CAMP :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7213211406648757410?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7213211406648757410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7213211406648757410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7213211406648757410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7213211406648757410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-yesterday-was-fun-arrangement-had.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-4890945160949673237</id><published>2007-12-03T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:40:31.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this post is for norris especially though i wanted to do it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. friday had softball training and i did an in-the-park homerun! means that i ran very fast hahaha! but then our best batter (not me lah) kena injured and out of 6 weeks cos i made a lousy throw and the batter rammed into his left arm. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was quite boring. i had a one-on-one talk with uncle kenneth wong during the preach the word session -.- since depot yp had outing and amk ppl apprently forgot other then those who went BYMET. but it was real fruitful lah i should say. and the BYMET people left! dawn, robyn, brandon, titus, jethro, jong, hilary, lucas, benchia, timothy! haha next year, next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday afternoon went to take japanese test for grade 3. the guy beside me was 34 years old :O i think i was the youngest in my class hahaha but it was very long lah. 3 hours!! then after that waited for 5 buses cause there were 1000 participants trying to go home D: so i gave up and walked one bus ahead to get an empty bus! so clever right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, today. training was kinda fun cos everyone had to bat left hand. kay i won't say who is the fastest drag-bunter in the team :) &lt;s&gt;me lah&lt;/s&gt;. after that gid, nor and me went to eat at market and then visited edwin's house! super loooong lah his house. i like it tho. then at 2pm went to toh yi court to play bball. eggy and jaye were there but jia wasnt. so don care play 3v2 and we (GUYS!) owned 21-13 :D cos eggy said she sick of owning guys so we decided to play serious for once haha. then jia came and then we give chance say rematch. but still won 21-20 :D:D kaylah it was a hard fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home by bus then sat for like 30min before alighting. wah tell you ah, when i stand up to tap the card right, my legs were like totally straightened then cannot bend one. super cramp sia. then i tried my best not to walk like a handicap and sat at the bus stop cos i couldnt walk home D: the cramp was like everywhere! cramp here, stretch there, then cramp somewhere again. so anyway my parents brought me home then spent alot of time trying to stretch everything out. but thank God i SURVIVED man. i mean, really lah hahaha. my mum said that she's heard of people die from cramps (!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so couldnt go for singing practice lorh. oh ya, on 16th december there's a christmas special at bethesda amk!!! song item, skit, dinner... :) norris, gideon, jun han, edwin, you all better go ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. prepared abit for preach the word and then ta ta, going to reaaally sleep NOW. and i hope i can wake up tomorrow. in case my body get's too cramped up until cannot sit up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so means that i must sleep straight and very still HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with God, all things are possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-4890945160949673237?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/4890945160949673237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=4890945160949673237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4890945160949673237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/4890945160949673237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-this-post-is-for-norris-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-1740913476993957036</id><published>2007-11-29T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:16:27.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from DVBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called daily vacation bible school. my group was SAMARIA and yes, we came in first in wed's west coast park!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i reaaally enjoyed the 3-day camp alot. first year as an assistant group leader and i thought my group was real nice. uncle kim swee was my leader, hui qian and occassionally melissa wee were my other assistant leaders. the kids were especially loud (yin fei) but they were really nice little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day. had lotsa fun during singspiration and games and interaction time! haha the kids laughed alot man. the message by uncle chee tiek was real meaningful. though it was for the kids, i thought that it applied to me also. but anyway i got to know the children in my group a little bit and was dismissal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day. went to west coast park! for like 3 hours plus. then we ran here and there alot and we managed to do just 9 stations. actually we slacked alot cos we thought we sure wont win lah. then turned out to be we came in first! :) spent most of our time talking and lunching. then some stations were quite interesting and even assistant leaders had to participate -.- but was quite tiring lah the whole thing. weather was goooood then when we were leaving, just nice it rained! thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day. around the same as the first day just that everyone was much more bonded together. the bible lessons were especially enriching both for the children and us. hui qian and i made some cards and gave sweets to them and hahahaha they quite appreciated them. hai so fast dvbs over already man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually im real real glad to know hui qian so much better! haha we worked together so well and she really was a great help in controlling the children. but ya. thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group SAMARIA: samuel, bingliang, jia jie, benjamin, reuben, michelle, yin fei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come, follow me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-1740913476993957036?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/1740913476993957036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=1740913476993957036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1740913476993957036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/1740913476993957036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-from-dvbs-called-daily-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3506541657183364096</id><published>2007-11-28T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:58:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>group samaria rawks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3506541657183364096?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3506541657183364096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3506541657183364096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3506541657183364096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3506541657183364096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/group-samaria-rawks.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7717116903673765430</id><published>2007-11-26T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:01:24.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello~~~ (bored voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;training at 8am and it was quite tiring. pitchers are crazy lah. why must we train soooooo hard. my whole shirt was soaked man. anyway during game my team was abit lousy. cos my captain dono how to choose team so ya la. left training half way cos had something on in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway the soccer thing at 2.30 was CANCELLED!! D:D: cos got BYMET meeting so.. haiyo. this kind of thing last minute change change then i no more excuse for not going the massage session argh! in the end i just said i din wana go and came straight home cos no one want to go out or play bball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yar quite a b-o-r-i-n-g afternoon. like during exams i thought holidays would be so fun and packed and everything then now become like that -.- tuition starting this thur night too. man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tried completed rubik's cube but then during the 2nd layer i mixed everything up so i gave up hahahaha. and some people can finish it in 7.26 seconds wow. with a blindfold, 48 seconds. !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7717116903673765430?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7717116903673765430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7717116903673765430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7717116903673765430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7717116903673765430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-bored-voice-training-at-8am-and.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8187744464529499873</id><published>2007-11-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:27:17.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;christmas isn't christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;till it happens in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;somewhere, deep inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is where christmas, really starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so give your heart to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you'll discover when you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that christmas', really christmas, for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love this song lah really. especially when the girls sang it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from a 3-hour singing practice. haha me, nick, brandon and jethro were challenging who can stand the longest without sitting on the chair. best record timing: 1hr20min++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was a real fruitful practice. less rowdy and messy. real excited for the t-shirt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gona be real busy and tue-thur even busier! BUT. dvbs is gona be so fun for the kids in samaria (my group's name lah duh.) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8187744464529499873?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/8187744464529499873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=8187744464529499873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8187744464529499873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/8187744464529499873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-isnt-christmas-till-it.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-7990836431896818011</id><published>2007-11-24T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:16:28.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin yeahhhhhhh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i sorta used norris' blog skeleton which was created by mr. wong yang cheng haha. that pro guy luh. so spent this morning to find a suitable picture and rearrange the wordings and colours etc. cos i thot my previous skin (yes, the blog's) was sorta messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm had the 'preach the word' workshop by uncle kenneth wong. he talked for like 1 half hours tho i din feel it was too long! but anyway haha, was really inspired by his session. and gotta really read up more for the competition during youth camp! like man, 5min to preach only which is kinda tough. but. yeah, gona be so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp as usual and then open session by uncle kurien on christianity. actually i felt as if the session was like my baptism interview hahahahaha. still remembered i was interviewed by uncle &lt;u&gt;chee hwee&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;jing poi&lt;/u&gt;. steady lah. so the open session was kinda enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then games at kebun baru.. whoa sat always passes v fast lorh. tmw is sunday and singing practice! including my exhortation hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday got this soccer match against uncle andrew sng's homeschool team. their last training for the year i think so play friendly with bethesda peeps lorh. heard that our team musnt be too pro haha so the oldest is gona be brandon. it's at 2.30 and kinda lucky cos my schooooool right. they hired a massage centre -.- say what all the sports cca MUST go for this massage thing at 2.30. and must bring towel -.- so i confirmed gona so pon that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-7990836431896818011?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/7990836431896818011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=7990836431896818011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7990836431896818011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/7990836431896818011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-blogskin-yeahhhhhhh-actually-i.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6505006970970822878</id><published>2007-11-23T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:47:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training started at 9 and was rather dull cos it was mainly pitching training for me. anyway the whole b div had lunch at market and walked back to hwachong! oh ya then we found a E61 at the food centre then we somehow managed to contact the owner! :D haha hwa chong integrity spiritt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was a v v large group, so talk too much then in the end not enough time to walk back to hwa chong. so halfway after getting a drink we took a bus for like 2-3 bus-stops? hahaha. training in the afternoon was game! sec1s vs b div again! haha we thrashed them like 31-6 or smth and we din score by any homeruns! it's meant to be gooood. really lah. but the sec1s had like 3 JC1 people so cant say we bullied them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done preparation for my exhortation message for this sun haha. tho it's just 5 min but it needs meditation too! :) and preaching the word in yc is so gona be fun man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dvbs next week is like. gahhhhhh :O well hopefully my group wouldnt be sooooo naughty as it looks on the register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but haha. surely God will bless it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all share the same GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6505006970970822878?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6505006970970822878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6505006970970822878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6505006970970822878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6505006970970822878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-training-started-at-9-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2755069727152203966</id><published>2007-11-21T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:31:34.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;holidays this week are soooo boring man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bought my sec3 stuffs and decided to so-called mug for next year heh. but other then that is training and tmw is dvbs briefing! woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;today training rawked man. sec3s and sec2s against sec1s again so we owned them i think 15-1. heh hit a homer with 2 runners so that's 3 points! :D haha training is always super fun man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;next mon playing futball against uncle andrew sng's team at st.wilfred. their last training i think so we're playing friendly. haha should be quite fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then next week is dvbs! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the yc shirt is super uber nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;imuzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2755069727152203966?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2755069727152203966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2755069727152203966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2755069727152203966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2755069727152203966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays-this-week-are-soooo-boring-man.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6729832062419502720</id><published>2007-11-19T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:14:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no nice movies :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6729832062419502720?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6729832062419502720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6729832062419502720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6729832062419502720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6729832062419502720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-nice-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-6026570682482390643</id><published>2007-11-16T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:33:19.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NEW SOFTBALL GLOVE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha it costs like 200 over bucks but coach helped us get it at 140. super.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway after eating at kfc at bukit timah, me gid nor isaiah decided to take the 3km walk back to hwachong rather than taking bus. oh and i met nic chia at kfc haha. too bad he isnt going yc aw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we took like 40min then continued our afternoon training which was so cool lah. sec 1s against sec2s and sec3s. but then the secones had an overage JC guy so that was the reason we lost 15-16 -.- but good game lah haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and it's already sat tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-6026570682482390643?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/6026570682482390643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=6026570682482390643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6026570682482390643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/6026570682482390643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-softball-glove-d-haha-it-costs-like.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3919652796982546154</id><published>2007-11-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:39:23.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whoo! haha today made my holidays not so boring as usual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was supposed to meet some two people at jurong east at 10, then ended up at 10.30. haha but anyway later we went to meet up with hilary at outram park and all the way~ to eunos! then take bus 13 blah blah walk here walk there then walk to east coast. and we were at one end of east coast and there was the bicycle kiosk in front of us so it was a goood reason to rent it there and then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;josh, jolene, hilary and me cycled to the food centre at east coast and met uh. chloe lydia danna ben reuben brandon jethro renan natchia wes. so we ate lunch there then everyone rented their bikes and some of us coped the two-seater bikes. yar then we cycled all the way~ down east coast to the OTHER end. quite fun lah and relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so after that we stoned there for like 15 minutes to see where we wanted to go -.- and ended up going to the lighthouse at the other end of east coast (again!) rather than the changi village. jet had to leave cos he had something on, so on the way claudia elena robyn dawn joined us. then there were shortage of bikes so brandon and i lent ours to them and ran haha. kay lah jogged. lydia too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quite fun lah running. so went to lighthouse then supposed to go to macs but then hor everyone started throwing frisbee so stone there again haha! then was so tired already then amos joined us! brandon him and i decided to jog back to the kiosk and it was like a 3km run which was haha quite xiong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after the others returned their bikes, the four of us had to cycle back to the kiosk at the other end of east coast to return our bikes (i know it's kinda lame now -.-). then the uncle gave us discount! :D $8.50 for 4 hours which was like a super bargain lorh. our bikes so much nicer then the others haha. got 2 free water also leh. then we walk back (again) to the field opposite VJC and played frisbee! haha play play play until some of them left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so nat wes josh me ben hilary reuben chloe jolene lydia danna went to burger kings and then played cards. and haha reuben played taiti really well :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at the end, took a cab to eunos and took train all the way back~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;tomorrow trg at 9.30am so can slack abit heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3919652796982546154?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3919652796982546154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3919652796982546154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3919652796982546154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3919652796982546154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/whoo-haha-today-made-my-holidays-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-3217117548579817946</id><published>2007-11-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:48:44.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1797.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://istavinyouthhub.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/img_1731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHA! i finally found the captain's ball tournament website :D:D so here are the photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the team again: brandon.titus.curtis.reuben.benchia.nickan.timothy.jonlim.lydia.claudia.jolene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheeros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-3217117548579817946?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/3217117548579817946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=3217117548579817946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3217117548579817946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/3217117548579817946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha-i-finally-found-captains-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2429540900867695253</id><published>2007-11-12T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:59:55.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;izumi is back from council retreat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha it was quite fun lah at malacca this year. so went to school at 6.30am and then went to malaysia. long trip sia 4plus hours. played bridge like upmteen times on the bus haha. and i just realised that there are so FEW players who know how to play bride -.- everytime play taiti abit lame lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had lunch at some restaurant that we went before last year. then continued our trip. reached our Equatorial Hotel (5 STARS! :D) at around 4pm. shared room with gordon :D then my room and dennis room (neighbour) were the only two rooms which were connected!! so means it's like 2 rooms combined and haha shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;after that proceeded to first meeting at function room. kwang ming, gordon and i presented the 8th ProEd council vision: framework, welfare initiatives, events and stuffs. then later announced the new batch of events and all the Organising Secretaries. after that everyone started their work plan for their events. did that for 2 hours and then we went MAHKOTAH!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if i'm not wrong that was the biggest shopping centre in Melaka so anyway the place was quite huge and crowded. went to all the usual shops haha. royal sporting house, adidas, world of sports were all there... but not cheap! then i wanted to buy this really cool and nice nike shoe then they say dont have my size -.- haha then on the way out i saw this mizuno shoe right. the price tag read: 399RM, 70% discount. meaning it was 119RM!! which was like wah uber cheap. so bought that :) then we bought blings for the sec 3 councilors too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;went back to hotel and then slacked in our rooms haha. lotsa people came to our rooms and then we watched soccer until like 2am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had breakfast at 7am and then went to some chinese temple to visit. which i thot was a little bit scary heh. that temple was supposed to be one of the oldeset temples and had all those weird statues of dono how many gods. after lunch we visited some other ulu areas and then went back to hotel for another meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ya so we bade farewells to the sec 3 councilors then the new exco for next year was announced. really sad lah cos i really liked the sec3s and they were more of buddies then seniors. and like next year it's US that are gona be the sec3s to look up to. haha but anyway the OTs presented their workplans and then we had dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then after dinner went to another shopping centre opposite Mahkotah and bought quiksilver pencil case there :) quite OK price lah. then we all run to Mahkotah and play bowling for like 1 hour plus heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at night watched manutd for 1 half then watched Fantastic Four haha! by the time the movie end everyone sleep lo. then alot of people kena locked out by their roommates so they all slept in our 2in1 hotel room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this morning checked out at 11am and visited some bee farm and bought honey (DUH!). and the bus on the way home was like real quiet cos everyone was sleeping hahahah. reached hwachong at 5.30 and home sweet home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gaah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2429540900867695253?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2429540900867695253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2429540900867695253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2429540900867695253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2429540900867695253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/izumi-is-back-from-council-retreat-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-878648176217647194</id><published>2007-11-07T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:45:15.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woohoo today RAWKED! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;woke up at 7am and took mrt at 7.30am. from chinese garden alllllllll the way to tampines. it's around 24 stops if you cant see my point. and super crowded lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then dono why at taneh merah station actually supposed to seat on and not change train then i think cos my leg itchy after sitting down for so long. so i went out. haha then missed 1 train lorh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;reached tampines at 8.30+ and met up with jo there. then met up with benchiamin and jong and waited for the others: lydia, nick kan, reuben. then we went to the place (a hockey court near tampines stadium). haha then we wear lime green wild goose race shirt :D super cool larh. then the ball we play with same colour as us. got 7 other teams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we played our first match against some blue shirt team. we were team 3 by the way :) then we won them i think 13-6 or smth. yar i played guard and haha IT WASNT SO BAD! then halfway curtis arrived after his stomach ache at home apparently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so subsequent matches we won all lorh. haha some we thrashed larh but we still had a wonderful time. as in like our opponents were very nice to us and then we shook hands and so on. yar then we prayed before the matches too! but we played a good game larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then after about 5 matches it was lunch break at 1145. ate at some coffee shop and then the rest joined us. ben chia had to leave for school though. pity! so it was me, brandon, titus, curtis, reuben, jong, nick kan, timothy! and lydia, claudia and jolene. danna came later to support :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wah then even though we won all 5 matches right, we were still second in the table lorh. cos got one PINK team got two dam tall guys. like 1.9 m like that. so one of them play catcher and the other play the guard. then like they all play basketball one some more. so like they scored 80+ and conceded less then 10!! and then we were playing against them after lunch ack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so we tried hard larh. but this time we really ran alot and like quite stressful haha. but still we kena thrased 16-9. but not bad leh! we scored the most against them compared to other teams yay. so after that match we were like superrrr tired can. played cards then played another match against balastier hill or smth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway after that was quater-finals which was quite dumb actually cos there were only 8 teams and so everyone qualify -.- then we proceded to semis against the blue team again! haha they were like really cute larh. especially the catcher i was guarding. so we proceded to the finals and met again with the PINK team. man, they were like really xiong larh. so we tried tactics and then wah we played xiong too. markings, shootings. push alot, ran alot, jumped alot. nick kan did a great job guarding! like wah against a 1.9m catcher he still could knock it off lah. then the girls scored alot too. like man, we gave it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haiya then we lost lah. 8-9. sad larh. man but we were still the youngest team heheh. then the organisers sorta like us cos we were the so-called nicest team and then we played with style lah. then ask us whether we 16 year old anot. then the PINK team rely on those two goliaths =.= then the rules in the registration form say what 'goals scored by girls are worth 2 points' or smth lidat. wah unfair lah! our girls are SUPER EFFICIENT okay, score alot then they forgot all about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but after the whole thing was dam shack. went to bathe at the stadium with timo and nick. then the rest went to reuben's hse for dinner. grr if only i could join! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then the 24 stops home lorh. sian larh. sit for dam long then come my station stand up got cram until cannot tap the card haha. i think i looked kinda stupid larh. cos i just sat on the floor beside the tapping machine but then still got cramp. then control control and walk to bus stop and asked my dad pick me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sleep sleep! i think we played real well today haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-878648176217647194?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/878648176217647194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=878648176217647194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/878648176217647194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/878648176217647194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/woohoo-today-rawked-d-woke-up-at-7am.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-5630638753462274358</id><published>2007-11-05T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:26:49.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whew! busy week man! wasnt able to post frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to david and lydia, jia you for o'levels! tomorrow is the last day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reuben, ren an, john mark, samuel, moritza, natalie, chloe, audrey : press on! haha all the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is like soooo tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday (today): full day training&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: hip hop dancing&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: captain's ball!&lt;br /&gt;thursday: council planning + bball&lt;br /&gt;friday: full day training&lt;br /&gt;saturday, sunday, next monday: council retreat at malacca!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo~ life excites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imuzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-5630638753462274358?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/5630638753462274358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=5630638753462274358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5630638753462274358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/5630638753462274358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/whew-busy-week-man-wasnt-able-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2965711744309342758</id><published>2007-11-02T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:43:50.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saw many of my friends making tributes to their class so i shall do mine too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1H'06, 2H '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#1 Benjamin Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo big guy! haha i think it was a pleasure to sit with you on your right! sorry arh sometimes bully you by 'gu chi-ing' haha. thanks for your (bumble bee) cards for my birthday! and ya it was real fun with you larh. whole day crap with you during chinese lesson, play connect four. will remember you buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#2 Bryan Gregory Kor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha one word for you : SCAM! i think whole of 2H will agree. then everytime you kena scam we always say "scammer kena scammed" haha! still remember last year i invited you to one church outing at labrador park right! a little bit screwed but hope you enjoyed it :) then in class you very pro at flicking bottle caps and paper hor. anyway you're one joker haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#3 Daniel Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EP3-less guy! sec 1 dint really know you well, just remembered that you were one NCC fan haha. then this year then i got to know you much better cos you sit right behind me! then dono why you quit NCC cos say too stress, then say want to go library then in the end no more CCA. in class whole day sms to someone called QIQI hor ;) then hp kena confiscated like to kb. but your results improved TREMENDOUSLY and happy for ya :D wahhh, math top in ProEd hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#4 Jonathan Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm got a lot of things to say about you but won't say so much. still remembered sec 1 when jaya ask who is the joker in the class then you raise up your hand. then you give your photos to some of us say what pass to girlfriend maybe they like you or smth right? hmm then this year quite fun larh during council retreats but don be too anti-council just because you din get into exco kay? oh ya, and you jay chou fan also hor! whole day sing behind me with daniel until dam noisy haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#5 Gideon Purwono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo! I think this year I also got to know you much better! Thanks for being such an encouragement to me, you being the only other christian still going strong in my class. Well though you were teased by haha the usual people yet i still admire you going strong for the Lord! See ya in Humanities programme next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#6 Irvin Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Orientation group 4! anyway it was a pleasure to have you in my project's day group. haha thanks for surveying and collating the results and presenting them. pity we did not get into grand finals lorh! but your effort is really appreciated. haha then this year you switch from liverpool fan to man utd fan :P all the way man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#7 Shi Rong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;same orientation group. sec 1 I sat beside you remember? then we also crap during chinese lesson. wah then your math very pro hor haha. 'Bottle Flick no Jutstu'. Big naruto fan like irvin! haha see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#8 ME :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#9 Jordan lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lol you are one talkative and sometimes crappy guy. haha math pro also then like to kb all the chinese teachers until they all shout at you before. but it's great to have you as a friend! same OBS group and i think haha we were great! lol then during kayaking we went through thick and thin together. same orientation group also huh. then always buy new shoe, new bag hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#10 Sam Kee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo class chairman! haha always sit in class quiet quiet then sometimes crap abit, otherwise very steady eh? then still remember during conflicts we would like discuss discuss about 'strategies'. CS and dotA pro haha. great friend :D see ya in HP too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#11 Jonathan Khoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello khoo! haha i think i can only remember you as a mugger for math and science lol. then always with the maple group (xyt, xb, yx) all the 'x' people hahaha. then sit beside jordan at first then zhi tao always quiet quiet one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#12 Delwin Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha don delwin leh! cannot go with you to KAP cos you always cope our french fries! no larh haha. sec 1 whole day play chapteh, sec 2 play bottle flick and bingo. then you exempted from IH then you dam happy lorh. haha im scared when you finally grow real tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#13 Sean Lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lai wei hong ah, don sound too high class leh, otherwise you make everyone else look too low class. haha like to crap around with lucy behind hor but a good friend larh, worked with you for ProEd nite and yeah you got jobs done very well. keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#14 Jun Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yo buddy! sat with you for almost the whole year :D same project's day group also. anyway i would like to thank you for your encouragement and help in many areas. haha will always remember you. soccer, com, math and humans pro. so sad wont see ya in HP but enjoy your time in SM! all the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha will continue the rest some other time heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;imuzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2965711744309342758?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2965711744309342758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2965711744309342758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2965711744309342758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2965711744309342758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-saw-many-of-my-friends-making.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-614985568531055500</id><published>2007-10-31T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:04:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only your birthday was one week later then can play captain's ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today training was shiok! pitched until hand bleed hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway first training to use the pitching machine and it was kinda cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and holding the key to the equipments and cages suck alot haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally FILED my worksheets of sec 1 and sec 2 haha. my room is 40% done :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tomorrow can sleep long long long and find some nice christian books to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;imuzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-614985568531055500?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/614985568531055500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=614985568531055500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/614985568531055500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/614985568531055500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-joan-if-only-your.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-2590291924083139528</id><published>2007-10-30T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:16:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was busy slacking so didnt have time to post gahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway softball training resumed oh great. haha means get darker!!! sian larh put sun block very troublesome. coach teaching the pitchers new grip for riser (advanced pitching) so woots! then pitched until finger super pain haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this morning went west mall with gid, nor and eddy to watch some dumb show called "The Seeker". It's really really stupid larh so I wont bother to write the lousy plot. then xuan ler joined us for kfc and bought wrist bands! cos coach say "softball must look good, so must buy wrist band". anyway quite true also larh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;then my room is super messed up and now spending 1 week to clear stuffs up. yep that's how messy it is. have to file ten thousand worksheets.. man how come hwa chong no textbook must have worksheet one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;council elections also not out yet. haha im still waiting, trying to be patient and humble too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;upcoming event to look forward to: 7th November :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;imuzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-2590291924083139528?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/feeds/2590291924083139528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8812946705132643609&amp;postID=2590291924083139528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2590291924083139528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8812946705132643609/posts/default/2590291924083139528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y06hci0252.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-i-was-busy-slacking-so-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>imuzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08925004130974109452</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-8812946705132643609.post-8307661662576808709</id><published>2007-10-27T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:01:46.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt; Ray Boltz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dreamed I went to heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you were there with me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We walked upon the streets of gold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beside the crystal sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We heard the angels singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then someone called your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We turned and saw a young man running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And he was smiling as he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And he said, "Friend you may not know me now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And then he said, "But wait, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You used to teach my Sunday School &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I was only eight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And every week you would say a prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before the class would start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And one day when you said that prayer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I asked Jesus in my heart." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am a life that was changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so glad you gave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then another man stood before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And said, "Remember the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A missionary came to your church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And his pictures made you cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You didn't have much money, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But you gave it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jesus took the gift you gave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that's why I'm here today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am a life that was changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so glad you gave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One by one they came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Far as the eye could see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Each life somehow touched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By your generosity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Little things that you had done, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sacrifices made, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unnoticed on the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In heaven, now proclaimed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I know up in heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're not supposed to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I am almost sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There were tears in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As Jesus took your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you stood before the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He said, "My child, look around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Great is your reward." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am a life that was changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so glad you gave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am a life that was changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so glad you gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i would like to thank all the people in my church, the elders, sunday school teachers, my parents, missionaries i have known for their love, joy and faith in serving God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thank you, for giving to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812946705132643609-8307661662576808709?l=y06hci0252.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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