<?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-36947211</id><updated>2011-09-14T22:58:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CROWNING GLORY }</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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>313</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-1268559033750158496</id><published>2010-12-18T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:10:13.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I'm actually back to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so I guess the first thing I'd say is, A's were officially overr. Kinda worried, you know, results and stuff. Besides this year papers were weird. It's really funny how I can don't think or be reminded of A's in newzealand but when I'm back I start to dream bout weird things related to it. I guess what I can do now is only to pray and leave it to Him, for He knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nz's really great, except for the long bus rides. I really like how life's so slowgoing and relaxing there, not needing to hurry nor be stressed about work. People end work at 5plus, shops close at 7pm, life's really great. And the scenery is just awesome. God spoke to me through the clouds (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to stay at the countryside with a big garden, I guess that's something quite unlikely in S'pore. Unless I migrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so bored eversince I'm back, lots of things in my mind, lots of things to do but nothing is done. I really need to keep myself occupied. Sometimes I really wonder whether it was a right choice, but part of me is like confused, with mixed feelings. I should really stop procastinating and start packing my messy room ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, I need the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1268559033750158496?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1268559033750158496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1268559033750158496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1268559033750158496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1268559033750158496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2010/12/cant-believe-im-actually-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5370378439178293601</id><published>2010-07-10T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T20:05:29.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four months to go, how scary ): Time really flies, and I don't even feel any prepared for A's this year. Like to date, I can still forget formulas and content from every single subject. Thinking back, O's really easy and I really really wonder whether it'd be a better choice to go poly. They seem to be doing better than us. Life's mundane, it's a routine. Study, study, study but results don't even show. Will my hard work be paid off? Been discussing about things with wx and we came to a conclusion for all these, perhaps. But nevertheless, we know that God's good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really got to start planning, start studying consistently and making the effort to remember, better time management. Most importantly, surrender to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Education without godly values and a passion for Christ makes a man a clever devil- C.S Lewis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's really a coincidence, that that was the prayer pointer from the 40 day fast booklet for 9th July. Just yesterday, wx and I were discussing bout how much we have neglected God and trusting in our own strength in this paper chase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Really pray that I recover soon. This cough and flu is making me tired and weak ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5370378439178293601?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5370378439178293601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5370378439178293601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5370378439178293601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5370378439178293601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2010/07/four-months-to-go-how-scary-time-really.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-6556098967214517130</id><published>2010-03-24T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:21:17.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Everything that can be, will be shaken, only You remain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I updated, might just close it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Block test is finally overrrr. Thank God that I was able to finish my papers except those that I don't know (which adds up to alot -.- ) Usually I would be reluctant to skip then lose out marks on easy questions which I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching tv on beijing's emperor's daily meals then I realised time really really really really really past damn fast. I was there in sec2, enjoying my life, then now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tmr and fri! but there's training and competition starts on monday? excited? not. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need motivation to make it a committment to start revising daily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6556098967214517130?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6556098967214517130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6556098967214517130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6556098967214517130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6556098967214517130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2010/03/everything-that-can-be-will-be-shaken.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-3747764421238209026</id><published>2010-01-27T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:03:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why does it always have to seem like a battlefield?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's getting mundane and tiring, and I'm starting to fall asleep during lectures, which isn't a good thing since its a crucial year and it's only January. Lord, save me! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life kinda suck, having so many things occupied your mind, draining your strength and even willpower. Haiz. Sometimes I really wish I could forget everything, or at least irrelevant stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta buck up with my studies. NUSNUSNUSNUSNUSNUSNUSNUS! I need to focus more on my biology and econs and gp. In fact, every subject. But, everyday, I would be so exhausted that I would just end up sleeping, plus training ):4times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, let Your saving grace rain down on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3747764421238209026?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3747764421238209026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3747764421238209026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3747764421238209026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3747764421238209026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-does-it-always-have-to-seem-like.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2099285412848766922</id><published>2010-01-15T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:52:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year, new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of 2010 had past and there is even more to come. So far, it has been a really hectic school life, keeping up with the pace and trying not to fall asleep. I really don't know what is wrong with me. It's only the start and I'm feeling super tired, as though I'm rushing for promo. Everyday, I would reach home at 10plus 11plus, and by the time I study, the next moment my head would be nodding and swaying. Hours in school is getting longer, and training is on already, thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta catch up with my work. It's kinda scary knowing that you would be taking your A's this year, your determining factor. Do or die. Friends are already mugging, going for consultations while I haven really done with studying for msa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Begin with the End in mind, failure is not final.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;{ But first, get that out of my mind, urgh}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUS, here I come!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bathe then study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2099285412848766922?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2099285412848766922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2099285412848766922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2099285412848766922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2099285412848766922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-8156274150216597306</id><published>2009-12-31T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:22:04.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Szx7LSBHHeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q4UpwnGfQG0/s1600-h/BUTT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421343485192510946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Szx7LSBHHeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q4UpwnGfQG0/s320/BUTT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTT TRIBE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this day, God wants you to know that today you have a cause for celebration. Today, you should celebrate what an unbelievable life you have had so far: the accomplishments, the many blessings, and, yes, even the hardships because they have served to make you stronger. Just as a gem cannot be polished without friction, nor can a life be perfected without trials. Take a time to acknowledge your life and to praise yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been a rather tough and challenging year. I never thought I would be posted to sa and dreaded my days in school. I always wondered why God placed me in a school which I didnt like. I had lots of thoughts and everytime I walked to school, everytime I see or hear " No one is here by chance", I asked Him what my purpose was. He never really give me a direct answer, but somehow I know now. I struggled, trying to keep up with everything and trying my best to like the things that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results fluctuated and relationships with people were on the downhill. Been quarrelling alot of dad, always raising my voice at him even though it was out of concern for his health. Many things happened, both good and bad, but most of the times good turns bad, you know. I'm glad failures made me stronger I guessed. Nevertheless, throughout all these, I gotta admit I backslided and I relied too much on my own strength instead of His, especially in times of need or exams. I always told myself to come back but I was lazy, I couldnt feel the same burning passion I had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the camp, I was hesistant, pondering whether to go at the last minute. I couldnt feel the love, couldnt feel His presence. But truly I'm happy I went for it. One camp had really been a great breakthrough to many.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for His assurance and love that I am perfect in His eyes. I don't need to be like others, there is no self condemnation and failures are perfectly normal so long as we learn from them. Alina prayed for me during alter call and I could really feel His presence so strongly that I broke down in tears. She saw a vision of a flower though she didnt know what it was but God knows me more than anyone else, He knows that things that I like and dislike. Sometimes, we have been trying too hard to be like someone or to make ourselves more well-liked by others and we often forget that everyone is made in their own image with their own traits. We need not condemn ourselves for the things we think we arent good enough. Prophecy that night was awesome! He assured me by showing jolene my favourite sunflower ( He is the core and I'm the petals, He supports me) and chrystella a mouth with bright white teeth. La was kinda unsure what it really meant for me then I told her maybe God wanted me to smile more but she said it was along the profession and asked if I had ever thought of going to study dentistry. Spot on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was outreach at henderson. It's kinda sad to see the living conditions of the people there, sometimes even living in constant fear and pain. I'm glad I prayed for an old lady in chinese and it was a confidence booster that encouraged me to do more outreach.&lt;br /&gt;Samu and his group's experience during outreach was kinda freaky but truly God's presence and annointing was with everyone of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for everything that had happened this year, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Glory to His name! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hope it's gonna be a better year with more of God and less of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to nap and then start my hw again. rushing for time isnt nice =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE PEOPLE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-8156274150216597306?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8156274150216597306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=8156274150216597306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8156274150216597306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8156274150216597306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-this-day-god-wants-you-to-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Szx7LSBHHeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q4UpwnGfQG0/s72-c/BUTT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-3757580831707794791</id><published>2009-12-28T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:33:35.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Everyday with Jesus, daily devotional:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked the dean of a girls' college, "What is the chief problem of these girls?" And the dean replied, "Fear". The visitor was surprised and asked the dean to comment further on the situation. "These poor things are afraid of so much," she said. "Afraid of failure, afraid of what others think of them, afraid of the future-just afraid. They seldom show it because they have pushed their fears into their subconscious, and there they fester. These subconscious fears create a climate of anxiety. The girls scarcely know why they are afraid, but they are basically afraid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may well identify with some of the remarks made by the dean, and say to yourself, " That's exactly how I feel-basically afraid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They root cause of fear is an absence of love. When there is no love, fear flows in. I assure you that if you had a vivid awareness of how much God loved you, every fear troubling you would vanish. And why? Because once your personality detects the presence of its Creator, it responds to it with faith and not with fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to your problem of fear lies not in self centred efforts to conquer it but in concentrating on the fact that God loves you, and has control of all the situations and circumstances of your life. The more you focus on that fact, the more His love will flow in, and the more fear will flow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives our fear." ----  1 John 4: 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's true that many times you don't know why but you are just fearful, afraid of the things that had happened, that are happening and that are going to happen. I know that feeling, and really I feel that it's 'cause I don't know exactly how much God loves me, and I don't know whether I'm loving Him for who He is. The feeling of emptiness and lost; you feel like you are all alone even though you are in the middle of a crowd. I feel very distant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ONE later, I hope I can set things aside for the 4 days (though I could have done alot of my hw) and reflect on what has happened this year and how I'm going to set the path right for 2010.  Personal expectations, a refreshed body, mind and soul for the new year, a closer and intimate relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till then, see you. (or maybe 2010?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3757580831707794791?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3757580831707794791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3757580831707794791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3757580831707794791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3757580831707794791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-everyday-with-jesus-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2159994640733965851</id><published>2009-12-24T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:33:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ten miles from town &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I just broke down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spitting out smoke on the side of the road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'm out here alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just trying to get home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; To tell you I was wrong, but you already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe me, I won't stop at nothing to see you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I've started running &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I think that all that still matters is love ever after &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the life we've been through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I know there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last time we talked &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night that I walked &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burns like an iron in the back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of my mind I must have been high &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say you and I weren't meant to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And just wasting my time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh why did I ever doubt you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; You know I would die here without you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I think that all that still matter is love ever after &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all we've been through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I know there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and I, right or wrong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no other one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After this time spent alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That a man could be so blind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking about the better times &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must've been out of my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm running back to tell you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Without you God knows what I'd do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you&lt;br /&gt;And I think that all that still matter is love ever after &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the life we've been through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No there's no life after you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying with Fangyu these few days and it's kinda productive but we almost froze to death haha. Tomorrow's Christmas but I don't get the feel this year; &lt;em&gt;guess it's too much emotions that mixed everything up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's One Camp next week which would practically mean that my homework would be left untouched for one week. Somehow I'm not looking forward to the camp. I don't know, but miah said it's some pre-camp thingy you get. Though last year's one was fun. But that's kinda cause I didnt have to worry bout my work last year, unlike now ): Haven't started revision for msa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need a revivial, I need more of You. The feeling of lost and emptiness. Let Your holy spirit rain down on me, Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2159994640733965851?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2159994640733965851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2159994640733965851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2159994640733965851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2159994640733965851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-miles-from-town-and-i-just-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-582872760472713639</id><published>2009-12-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:15:59.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When promises become lies, you know that love becomes hatred.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really need to start doing my homework and stop being distracted. My attention span is shortening and that sucks. I need to use getting into NUS pharmacy/medicine as my motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xperience Pharmacy '09 was kinda fun and scary hahah for the toilet part. But I really learnt alot. Need to study, seriously and stop wasting my time away. I haven done revision package for chem and econs let alone revising j1 topics and for msa1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a chance and be strong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believe the tunnel can end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-582872760472713639?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/582872760472713639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=582872760472713639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/582872760472713639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/582872760472713639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-promises-become-lies-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2754786388757626805</id><published>2009-12-13T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:59:39.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyPKzpSDBTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Pzj7Qcqdz6k/s1600-h/P1050094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414394165633156402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyPKzpSDBTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Pzj7Qcqdz6k/s320/P1050094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work shadowing @ NUH was fun and enriching, especially on the second day with them(above). Super funny bunch of people. And I have learnt and seen alot that others might never had a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are tired and my vision is getting poorer. Work is piling and more people are finishing them soon but not me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2754786388757626805?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2754786388757626805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2754786388757626805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2754786388757626805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2754786388757626805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-shadowing-nuh-was-fun-and.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyPKzpSDBTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Pzj7Qcqdz6k/s72-c/P1050094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-799774686579980577</id><published>2009-12-11T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:51:38.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching SEA Games swimming makes me miss competitive swimming yearssss ago.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad mum didnt let me join club last time. And no more competition from dad's company like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Q. Ting Wen always winning last time in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to have a big dream, but it never happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-799774686579980577?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/799774686579980577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=799774686579980577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/799774686579980577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/799774686579980577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/watching-sea-games-swimming-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1497191598517287207</id><published>2009-12-10T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:42:20.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyDkZScGofI/AAAAAAAAAZA/QdmJIl7gqNM/s1600-h/89390753_d7a0e8f17a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413577875196912114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyDkZScGofI/AAAAAAAAAZA/QdmJIl7gqNM/s320/89390753_d7a0e8f17a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna get up, just wanna scream it all out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stress or sad, I just wanna go swim, but at the moment I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many feelings and thoughts, so many emotions now, but I really don't know why, I don't know how to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was first day of work shadowing. Morning was helping out at the neurological gym, for people who met with accidents involving brain or nervous systems or even old people with dementia. Then afternoon I went to the children's ward, nursery, children icu and the baby room etc. Emotional. I'm really blessed to be alive and healthy. They are young, they have a dream just like everyone else yet people have different fate and destiny, different plans are awaiting for them. Imagine being 13years old with cancer and a kneecap replacement, having hopes of being discharged and eager to go on a trip to even JB. Then you realised you have a black 5mm spot somewhere in your lungs, fears of the cancer spreading. Or even being 12, never stepped out of your bed before, never been to school, having some muscular deficiency and lung problem whereby breathing is difficult because of the phelgm stuck along the way; thick and yellowish. How would it feel to have tubes sticking down your mouth and nostrils trying to suck the phelgm out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things in my mind bothering me. Thought I could always handle it but it always last for awhile and the next moment, it's just another emotional wreck. Sometimes I've been thinking, I've been doing something for years and yet I'm such a failure to even not do it right or good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's piling and undone while many have started on revision packages. I still got pharmacy camp next week and so many activities. Everytime I wanna start studying/doing work, I get distracted. It's the mind, the minddd! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get up and go? Take a chance and be strong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh, goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1497191598517287207?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1497191598517287207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1497191598517287207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1497191598517287207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1497191598517287207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-wanna-get-up-just-wanna-scream-it.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SyDkZScGofI/AAAAAAAAAZA/QdmJIl7gqNM/s72-c/89390753_d7a0e8f17a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-9126346007969857229</id><published>2009-12-05T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:45:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything has been kind of strange for me these few days, lots of things running through my mind, lots of things have changed. I guess it's true to say that nothing is forever, nothing but the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just nice to be alone and get some peace.&lt;br /&gt;My room has become a nice place to chill, for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard Chartered Marathon tomorrow, got to report at 1am. Clique is hanging out around cityhall (: It's going to be tiring, plus dad's birthday on sunday. Haven't bought anything =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two is better than one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-9126346007969857229?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9126346007969857229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=9126346007969857229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9126346007969857229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9126346007969857229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-has-been-kind-of-strange-for.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7281464603502842873</id><published>2009-12-02T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:23:16.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kill me, life sucks ): As you grow older, you will realise you are missing out on alot of things in life and you often take them for granted. Each year the holiday is shorter, lesser time to take a break, or even have a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: tabletennis&lt;br /&gt;3: out with jiayu&lt;br /&gt;4: cell&lt;br /&gt;5: tuition makeup (?)/ clique dinner (?)&lt;br /&gt;6: standard charter volunteer (?)/ dad's birthday&lt;br /&gt;7: tabletennis&lt;br /&gt;8:&lt;br /&gt;9: table tennis/ 205 @benny's house&lt;br /&gt;10-11: NUH workshadowing&lt;br /&gt;12: church/ musical (?)&lt;br /&gt;13:&lt;br /&gt;14-16: NUS pharmacy camp&lt;br /&gt;17: 6E'04 gathering&lt;br /&gt;18:&lt;br /&gt;19:&lt;br /&gt;20:&lt;br /&gt;21: tabletennis(?)/ work (?)/ dental&lt;br /&gt;22:&lt;br /&gt;23:tabletennis(?)/ work (?)&lt;br /&gt;24:work (?)&lt;br /&gt;25: CHRISTMASSSS!&lt;br /&gt;26:&lt;br /&gt;27:&lt;br /&gt;28-31: ONE camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So practically, I only have about 1 week left to study and THAT SUCKS MORE ): Sigh, I'm really very scared of A's, especially thinking about GP, Bio, Econs. -.- My homework is not done, and I doubt I can finish it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework = assignments+ revision packages+ revision of old topics+ revision for MSA1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7281464603502842873?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7281464603502842873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7281464603502842873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7281464603502842873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7281464603502842873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/kill-me-life-sucks-as-you-grow-older.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-6191419282358982517</id><published>2009-11-17T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:09:36.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knowing that the end time is nearing, revelations from the bible, natural disasters happening in the world; tsunami, earthquakes, pandemics, it would be dreadful to know that one day when you are out and doomsday strike, right in your face. No one can ever be fully prepared for it, neither does anyone know exactly how the world would end eventually. But coming to think of judgment day, it's kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne, and books opened. Another book was opened, which is the book of life. The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded in the books." Revelations 20:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While watching the 2012, I was amazed by the graphics and all, but yet what really amazed me was how hard the scenes struck me, making me wonder how have/can I make full use of my life before the day really comes, unexpectedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Am I able to save my love ones before the end time so that I won't regret? If they believe the distinction between hell and heaven, and truly hopes for the latter, am I able to be their help towards salvation, letting them know that their sins are forgiven for God so love the world, He gave His only son to die on the cross for us? I sincerely hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just got a post from world vision and looking through the magazine really makes me want to help those less fortunate kids. I want to go for mission trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay, ciao. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6191419282358982517?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6191419282358982517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6191419282358982517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6191419282358982517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6191419282358982517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/knowing-that-end-time-is-nearing.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5663056926385087491</id><published>2009-11-14T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:32:41.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ice cream, chips and fruit juice :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its really great to sit in the open, on the wet ground, feeling the cold wind blow past and sharing things years ago. Its fun reminiscing  the past, memories that had always been held close to the heart. Truly, time pass so quickly and those were the days that had always been so great and heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be 14 again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start going swimming/ jogging again. Provided my eye stop giving me problems again.&lt;br /&gt;{ What am I going to do with that last pair of contacts!? }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5663056926385087491?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5663056926385087491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5663056926385087491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5663056926385087491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5663056926385087491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/ice-cream-chips-and-fruit-juice-d.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5989328196444497850</id><published>2009-11-12T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:24:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A thousand things kept inside, too deep to come to the surface, too deep to dig it all out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5989328196444497850?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5989328196444497850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5989328196444497850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5989328196444497850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5989328196444497850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/thousand-things-kept-inside-too-deep-to.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1649309548202459553</id><published>2009-11-08T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:39:13.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Failed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't fit for it in the first place. Look what has happened now, and what will be coming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really can't imagine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1649309548202459553?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1649309548202459553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1649309548202459553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1649309548202459553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1649309548202459553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/failed.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2815422342637231156</id><published>2009-11-07T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:37:11.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last time when I heard about you, I would be wondering whether you are real. Each day was an exciting one, looking forward to reveal even more mysteries of you. Waiting for you and your gifts were the most anticipating things and I would be thankful for it all. I would imagine the things you say, the scenes you would be at (with me), penning down each and every thing. When I was down or injured, you were there for me and showed me your unfailing love. You were the one who made me realise that miracles do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five years ago, I made my promise to you, declaration of faith and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But slowly, the stronger I held on to you, the easier I found myself over relying on you. Whenever I needed help, you would be the first person I would call. Overtime, I knew I could trust you. Until I was lost and I found you further away from me; not your fault, but mine. I began to think that I was able to manage it all, but I was wrong. Many times I cried, for when I called you, you didnt answer me and I thought you didnt love me like before. I thought I was alone but you had always been silently watching over me, guiding me and preparing me. I started to know less of you and I felt that others knew more about you; I was ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to take the initiative but still I failed. But you never blamed me nor forsake me-that true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, 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;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2815422342637231156?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2815422342637231156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2815422342637231156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2815422342637231156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2815422342637231156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-time-when-i-heard-about-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-24429897501905091</id><published>2009-11-03T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:46:41.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Your grace is enough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your grace is enough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your grace is enough, for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick again and I'm feeling pms-y these few days. Feel like getting a haircut ):&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;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like repel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-24429897501905091?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/24429897501905091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=24429897501905091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/24429897501905091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/24429897501905091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-grace-is-enough-your-grace-is.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4185081374515577018</id><published>2009-11-02T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:02:47.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You see me less important than anything else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything seemed like it had changed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never like before, never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4185081374515577018?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4185081374515577018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4185081374515577018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4185081374515577018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4185081374515577018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-see-me-less-important-than-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-440755610222791117</id><published>2009-10-24T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:28:00.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Blue sky, white clouds, birds flying and eagles soaring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A slim blue watch with a beautiful scenery at its face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calmness and peacefulness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His assurance, His love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and never ending great mercies that none can fathom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great is the Lord and His love endures forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is good, forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" He gives power to the weak and to those who have no might. He increases strength. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They shall mount up with wings like eagles,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They shall run and not be weary,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They shall walk and not faint." ~Isaiah 40:29-31, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NKJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your faithfulness is forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your goodness is forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your mercy is forever, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each step further into the dark alley, shadows creeping in, filled with fear and a heavy, troubled heart. Praying and crying out in agony, doubting in faith that it would be heard; crying out in distress just to seek Your still small voice again. Straining my ears with no sign of hope, all were diminished. Yet when I chose to give up, You held me close and shared what You wanted me to know, what was on Your mind. I was far, but You walked towards me, never forsaking nor forgetting me. I know that You are with me, and Your perfect love drives out all fear, I will trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A grateful heart, filled with thanks-giving (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eczema&lt;/span&gt; is back!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-440755610222791117?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/440755610222791117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=440755610222791117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/440755610222791117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/440755610222791117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blue-sky-white-clouds-birds-flying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2510374465106623060</id><published>2009-10-07T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:27:35.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"No one is here by chance."each time i keep telling myself that God has a purpose for me in sa, again and again. Eventually those words seem to be imprinted in my mind but i am still looking for the answer. i will really break down. i freaking cant stand all these uncertainties and shit that i have to face daily. just why cant they be more responsible. and why must things always happen to me alone, just cos they think i can freaking handle it. i arent as strong as what others think. many times i cry out seeking for help and answers but i just have to blame myself, for drifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need your saving grace oh lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2510374465106623060?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2510374465106623060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2510374465106623060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2510374465106623060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2510374465106623060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-one-is-here-by-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4516817371708705881</id><published>2009-08-10T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:08:04.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Faith is not necessary when you know how things are going to work out, - that's knowledge. It's in the time of unknowing that having faith is what sees you through to the other side. Faith is what gives you strength. Faith is that light in your heart that keeps on shining even when it's all darkness outside. Now is the time to keep that faith alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From facebook: God has a message for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really have to keep that faith alive, that faith I used to have, the faith that I have lost somehow in the pile of work and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I groaned and walked with a hunch, dragging my feet wherever I went, bearing with the heat that overwhelmed me and the aches that haunted me. Thank God for answering my prayers otherwise I would have to miss school. 38.2 degree celsius and sore throat with swollen tonsils, dreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again I'm so dead. Haven studied for msa.&lt;br /&gt;Wed: econs and gp&lt;br /&gt;Fri: math and bio mockspa&lt;br /&gt;mon: bio and chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insaneeeee. ):&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for 18th though (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4516817371708705881?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4516817371708705881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4516817371708705881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4516817371708705881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4516817371708705881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/08/faith-is-not-necessary-when-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-743685269570499834</id><published>2009-08-09T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:24:54.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did ushering for Day of His Power for 2 long hours and my back started to ache. It isn't easy to do ushering but its nice to see the smiles on the faces of those whom you welcomed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to indoor stadium and walking past the national stadium reminds me of the national day rehearsals and actual performances 3 years ago. It brought back fond memories and the struggles and sweat that we went through as a class before. I'm really glad that that is one factor which bonded us together till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;205'06 (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love singapore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many times I have taken for granted the peace and security that I have enjoyed all these seventeen years of my life, but one thing for sure is that I know I would still miss Singapore, I would still regard Singapore as my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my home, wherever I may be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So many tutorials piling up, so much work undone. Milestone starts on wednesday and written part one is due on tuesday, I seriously wonder how are we going to study ): I don't want to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm so looking forward to watch up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Qianyi, you gotta start studying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-743685269570499834?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/743685269570499834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=743685269570499834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/743685269570499834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/743685269570499834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-ushering-for-day-of-his-power-for-2.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5301715512647527956</id><published>2009-07-18T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:11:06.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Before the world began, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were on His mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every tear you cry, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is precious in His eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of His great love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave His only son.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything was done, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you would come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing you can do, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can make Him love you more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing that you done, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can make Him close the door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of His great love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave His only son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything was done,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you would come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come to the Father, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though you gift is small,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken hearts, broken lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will take them all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the power of the word,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;power of His blood,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything was done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you would come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for everything, I know He heard my prayers, He knows my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep running, keep moving and no turning back, no hiding.&lt;br /&gt;He is the God of second chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5301715512647527956?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5301715512647527956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5301715512647527956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5301715512647527956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5301715512647527956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-world-began-you-were-on-his-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7824764418188618246</id><published>2009-07-08T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:51:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I freaking feel like giving up!): Whatthehell, I feel so damn screwed. Shit pw! redoing gpp first draft now equals gg.&lt;br /&gt;OMGG I can just go die already. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7824764418188618246?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7824764418188618246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7824764418188618246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7824764418188618246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7824764418188618246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-freaking-feel-like-giving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-763486610283228619</id><published>2009-07-05T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:05:33.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common tests are over! I guess it's one thing to be happy about, yet in many cases, a thing to worry. Results, irritating pw and more tests and exams. New time table is out and though there are more breaks, dismissal times are more weird. Even though even week wednesdays end at 12.30pm, there's training ): I bet I'm going to dread mondays for my 2 years. It always end at 4.30 or 5.30pm ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw is so screwed cause I still haven't gotten the approval for pilot testing yet because of the dumb H1N1 thing. Sometimes I really feel like breaking down, worrying that what if I don't get my B or A, wondering whether I can even get through this crap. But one thing I should always remind myself is that God would surely intervene and bring me through, just whether I am able to trust and have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I gotta start doing pw, I gotta stop procastinating but still): whenever I think about pw, my mood just go ): It sucks! Everyone is not doing anything): Lord, help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after econ paper on friday, 205'06 had dinner at holland v. and I'm glad to see more than half a class even after 3 years:D It's really good and fun to see everyone, and even looking through the petition and letters of complaint for our form teacher before. Memories of those times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I had gold dust during worship at church yesterday :D my palms had glittery stuff, even after rubbing in on my clothes, it was still there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth day tomorrow, no school :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-763486610283228619?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/763486610283228619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=763486610283228619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/763486610283228619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/763486610283228619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/common-tests-are-over-i-guess-its-one.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-220303322966908751</id><published>2009-07-02T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:46:35.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last paper! Omgoodness. I know I should be studying econ now but but but I am damn worried for my pw. Sucks! The principal still hasnt replied me bout the pilot test.. though I know she is damn busy now cos of the h1n1 thingy but but but howwwwww ):): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need prayers ! For pw. I need at least a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be afraid of them, for I am with you, to deliver you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt; O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;h Lord, help me learn to trust You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-220303322966908751?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/220303322966908751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=220303322966908751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/220303322966908751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/220303322966908751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-paper-omgoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-866952070010621273</id><published>2009-06-28T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:34:39.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Biology paper tomorrow and I'm starting to panic. Can't seem to remember what I have studied, what if I have a mental breakdown all of a sudden. A blank image, or information blocked, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people say I study/mug so hard and end up in sa. Or, they keep saying "oh, of course your school can luh, its a party school" Whatever man. Does it mean that everyone who goes into that school are party people. It's not like I dreamt to be in that school or whatsoever. Who wouldnt want to go into a better school, just cause I bloody failed hcl ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, just gonna mug hard and get my A's, and find out what's God purpose of putting me in my fourth choice when I could have gotten into my first or second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-866952070010621273?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/866952070010621273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=866952070010621273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/866952070010621273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/866952070010621273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/biology-paper-tomorrow-and-im-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4910239078694668950</id><published>2009-06-26T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:12:04.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Like a flower quickly fading,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's hard to fully understand the rough road that you're going through. But no one said it was going to be easy. Where was the faith that you once had? The complete trust and passion, the burning desire to see miracles happen in front of your eyes, waking up everyday to find that it's a brand new day that He had created, knowing that there're always new mercies?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you taking things for granted, focusing on only the temporary, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ephesians 6:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Put on the full armour of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4910239078694668950?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4910239078694668950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4910239078694668950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4910239078694668950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4910239078694668950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-flower-quickly-fading-wave-tossed.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4627881288679897320</id><published>2009-06-24T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:49:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So come home running&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His arms are open wide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His name is Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He understands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is the answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So come home running&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For greater things have yet to come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And greater things have still to be done in this city&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's always such joy and peace to know of God's assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Few more days to school reopen, to common test, gotta hang in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm holding on, to the rock I cling :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4627881288679897320?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4627881288679897320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4627881288679897320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4627881288679897320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4627881288679897320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-come-home-running-his-arms-are-open.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-9004666591429921160</id><published>2009-06-21T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:55:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Sj5UvyhMeiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VEHDY0Q-vIU/s1600-h/4956_92966554063_682989063_2072606_6198686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349806587354315298" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Sj5UvyhMeiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VEHDY0Q-vIU/s320/4956_92966554063_682989063_2072606_6198686_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349805573425840722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Sj5T0xVzwlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/kXWF7DhMoOM/s320/4956_92966524063_682989063_2072603_7881081_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349805569514588226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Sj5T0ixSyEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/qKAawjptmOg/s320/4956_92966469063_682989063_2072593_4030569_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ L.O.V.E&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picnic at Duchess was fun, especially with Sili's twin sister, being as comedic as my Ah ba/na :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously couldn't stop laughing at her silly actions while preparing the food at the twins' house. Oh, we made lots of food and the brownie, spaghetti and asparagus with bacon were fabulous! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only a week left to school reopen, which mean common test. I'm so so so dead. I don't know why even though I keep reading biology, I can't seem to remember what I have read ): Not much time left, yet so many more things to do. And pw, sigh. I pray that everything goes on smoothly, hurry get over and done with, at least a B, please Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rainbow &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;chicks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; fat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chubby,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-9004666591429921160?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9004666591429921160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=9004666591429921160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9004666591429921160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9004666591429921160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/l.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Sj5UvyhMeiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VEHDY0Q-vIU/s72-c/4956_92966554063_682989063_2072606_6198686_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-2675271496828943144</id><published>2009-06-18T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:17:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348344752437724610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SjkjNzFgBcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UMAwmRwu11M/s320/5046_1154029418366_1456600931_391451_5731064_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forever we'll be, forever.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*with an addition of Jiayu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's always such a joy to go out with them :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh and my sandals broke again, for the 3rd time this year. I seriously think there's a curse with me and shoes, damn. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pressure is in, hate it whenever I gotta think about pw, screws my life ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a flower, quickly fading. I need the strength to carry on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lead me Lord, somewhere You want me to be, where I should be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2675271496828943144?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2675271496828943144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2675271496828943144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2675271496828943144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2675271496828943144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/forever-well-be-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SjkjNzFgBcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UMAwmRwu11M/s72-c/5046_1154029418366_1456600931_391451_5731064_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-826250647314284911</id><published>2009-06-10T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:39:04.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Famine camp somewhat changed my thinking of my present life, something to be glad about. Though it's not a dramatic change but I think I've learnt to be satisfied with the things I have. I never thought I was about to fast for 30hours straight, I never knew how it felt to be in poverty, how dirty they can get. It was really a great experience and I never regret not going even though it was tough and time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN, I WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKE A DIFFERENCE :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Si_QjMfGrjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/A2VnaBw0j_k/s1600-h/dump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720585777753650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Si_QjMfGrjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/A2VnaBw0j_k/s320/dump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Si_Qi82xhRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/aRx2UQcy8go/s1600-h/utt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720581582062866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Si_Qi82xhRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/aRx2UQcy8go/s320/utt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushing newspapers, piles and piles of them, and filling about half the room with them, making it somewhat like a garbage dump for the campers to search for things, as though they were hunting for treasure in third world country. Black and dirty hands and legs, sweaty shirt...but it's fun. I have never felt so dirty in my life before, and tired. Even the second day, there was newspaper collection around Tampines,but I'm glad my lorry driver and helper were nice people. They helped us, brought laughter to us and bought drinks for us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, and Utt was there too, for some MTV reporting or something. He's cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after listening to the true life story of a 8years old boy with AIDS, it really touched my life. Being asked whether he was happy with his life, he said "I'm happy!" And this puts thousands/millions of thoughts running through my mind. If he is happy with his life, why aren't I? If he can go through such a painful and poor life, what makes someone healthy and living in a first world country dissatisfied/grumble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I need a breakthrough in my life, I need the burning desire and passion for You once again, just like how it used to be 5 years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-826250647314284911?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/826250647314284911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=826250647314284911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/826250647314284911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/826250647314284911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/famine-camp-somewhat-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/Si_QjMfGrjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/A2VnaBw0j_k/s72-c/dump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-2436059304834357877</id><published>2009-05-21T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:41:38.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hanging on so tight, just so to barely struggle through, or even choking my way through. Life sucks, even worser each day. Countless complaints and dissatisfaction, but that is it- JC sucks. I regret getting into sa, should have gone poly instead, at least now its seems like there's more advantages than disadvantages. What am I even aiming for in future? What is my motivation? Seriously, I don't know ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fish in a small pond, or a small fish in a big sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her life has changed, drastically. Piles and piles of tutorials, clueless lecture notes, committments etc, it's totally draining me out. Especially pw(screw it!) total waste of time and it makes my blood boils with idoitic people who thinks that they are so smart and don't give a freaking damn ):):):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the groups of friends who know what I'm feeling and make me laugh till I cry.&lt;br /&gt;At least there'll still be someone out there (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2436059304834357877?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2436059304834357877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2436059304834357877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2436059304834357877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2436059304834357877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/hanging-on-so-tight-just-so-to-barely.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7235162819240654919</id><published>2009-04-27T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:32:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School sucks, life sucks. It's a daily routine, a daily chant of agony. I'm going school for the sake of going school, every time its just orange yellow orange yellow timetable. My life now is so screwed, and it's not like I'm the only one. Seriously, I'm so tired of everything already. What's my purpose in life? Why sa? God, show me Your way ):&lt;br /&gt;Alot of times, you keep everything inside, not because you don't wanna tell anyone but because you cant seem to express yourself in the way that you really feel deep inside you. You know that no one else will understand the way you feel or go through. You keep hiding, hiding, hiding and one day, you yourself lost your way. You cant seem to ever get back onto the same track where everyone is competiting. You lose hope, you dont see the light at the other end.&lt;br /&gt;So many times I feel like giving up, I blast the music into my ears and tears just flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's never easy, no one said it was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Piles of work undone, PI, tutorials, tests, projects. What life can you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7235162819240654919?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7235162819240654919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7235162819240654919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7235162819240654919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7235162819240654919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-sucks-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-9064338398721241859</id><published>2009-04-11T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:01:12.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's full of regrets. I'm really starting to regret on so many things in my life ever since I left nh. Seriously, like choosing the school and stuff.Would I be happier somewhere else, or would I still be the same if I'm at another school? Maybe I really got to learn how to make do with what I have. But everytime, I can't help but to say life sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like walking a never-ending tunnel, unable to see any light on the other side&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;On a lighter note, I'm glad I went for Good Friday service yesterday. Really touched by the prophecy/annointing. It's so true what God said to me through that guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Princess of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-9064338398721241859?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9064338398721241859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=9064338398721241859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9064338398721241859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9064338398721241859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifes-full-of-regrets.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-99879573940652357</id><published>2009-04-04T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:19:53.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Lord.&lt;br /&gt;It's all breaking apart.I really cant imagine going through all these and there might even be one day where the unexpected news is broken out to me.&lt;br /&gt;Help. Father, I lift them up into Your hands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-99879573940652357?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/99879573940652357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=99879573940652357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/99879573940652357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/99879573940652357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7223603652378674373</id><published>2009-04-04T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:52:29.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shout to the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really exhausting this whole week, and my mind had been filled with tons of worries and unmet deadlines. Broke down a couple of times, but I'm going to fight back, and hold on. I know I can never do things well when I keep procrastinating and complaining 'bout how dreadful something is, how sucky life is. Lots of tutorials to do, lessons to catch up with, and pw :( {JIAYOU!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note, I'm looking forward to 24th april :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep holding on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7223603652378674373?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7223603652378674373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7223603652378674373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7223603652378674373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7223603652378674373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/shout-to-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-6248828578716292983</id><published>2009-03-29T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:20:54.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm trying, and have been trying, all these while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can never get things done or make it go my way if it continues.&lt;br /&gt;Too weak, too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another day tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6248828578716292983?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6248828578716292983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6248828578716292983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6248828578716292983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6248828578716292983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-trying-and-have-been-trying-all.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-8966157736506008951</id><published>2009-03-26T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:35:35.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up, and it was yet another school day. Was super emo and sian in the morning but at least some of my classmates made my day :D Pe was tiring, didnt really run my best though lol. Chocolates and nh peeps make me day so much better :D:D I'm happy with my math but bio was -.- since I didnt finish the paper but its still okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF tomorrowww!&lt;br /&gt;But I still gotta wake up early on sat for buzan course then go orchard look for shoes/bags and mug with phionna. Lots of things to be done, plus sickening pw research, econs essay test{ which the teacher did not teach how to write, so dead } and reading of notes since I didnt really pay attention. one bad thing, nationals on monday = miss lessons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-8966157736506008951?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8966157736506008951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=8966157736506008951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8966157736506008951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8966157736506008951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-woke-up-and-it-was-yet-another-school.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7816835947793389572</id><published>2009-03-25T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:11:53.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;F-ing pissed. Seriously, what the shit, such a bias asshole la! I thought I'dnt have to go through the same thing yet it repeats.&lt;/em&gt; I really hate school, and I mean it. I used to be sitting on the fence when people asked me if I dislike nanhua, and I had no comments cause I don't have the rights to complain since foo accepted my appeal. Now, I'm going to say,&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE NANHUA!&lt;/strong&gt; It's really the best 4 years in my life, especially sec2 with that bunch of lovely peeps. I really, really miss you guys! ): Lots of regrets eversince I left nh. Regret not doing well for hcl, going into_, and _. I could've been in a better place, happier, if I was able to minus another 2pts.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I regret taking 3H2 instead of 4 cause I thought I couldn't cope but hell stupid of me when making that decision. Now, the thought of ruining my own future just like that keeps flashing through my mind. I have never ever felt like this when I was in nh, never. I don't even have the time to catch enough sleep, every single day with eyes half open going to school, dozing off during lectures. I hate all these. JC life is freaking tiring and stressful and my results are -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for June holidays to come, yet again there'd be commontest which is said to be freaking tough. Screw pw man. I really don't know what to do! The only motivation to go school is because of the nanhua people in school, and I really mean it. It's really true that the truest friends in your life, are those from your secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alethea, I miss you and how you talk back to 'beerbelly', if only you were there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherish your time in nanhua people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7816835947793389572?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7816835947793389572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7816835947793389572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7816835947793389572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7816835947793389572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/f-ing-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2613464423160436843</id><published>2009-03-21T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:14:33.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seem to have wasted my holidays ): sigh, and now I think I'm falling sick. Just don't have the mood to do anything, or maybe it's cause of something else.  Bought a new pair of specs, thank goodness my mum allowed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for telling me what used to bothered me alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2613464423160436843?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2613464423160436843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2613464423160436843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2613464423160436843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2613464423160436843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-seem-to-have-wasted-my-holidays-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-3023519649478882540</id><published>2009-03-19T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:00:51.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I freaking cant wear contacts for a month or longer ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ axis of pupil changed and eye allergy, prayers! }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wasted my holidaysssss&lt;br /&gt;3. I have been eating alott&lt;br /&gt;4. I haven't bought my shoes or bag or specs!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Lots of work not done, so not looking forward to school reopen&lt;br /&gt;6. A'level pw topic will be out on monday ): sighhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3023519649478882540?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3023519649478882540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3023519649478882540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3023519649478882540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3023519649478882540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2582085324371252275</id><published>2009-03-14T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:43:51.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna blog in points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MSA 1 is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;2. holidays are here!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't like/dislike/hate/detest GP! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I spent alot alot alot ALOT of money on food eversince i entered jc.&lt;br /&gt;5. there is a serious problem in my left contacts ):&lt;br /&gt;{ pray for me people! }&lt;br /&gt;6. I &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; I receive a msg or letter saying that I can go back nanhua for speech day.&lt;br /&gt;7. I gotta do lots of bridging of topics/revision during the holdiays&lt;br /&gt;8. and lots of catching up with friends&lt;br /&gt;9. I need money money money$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt finish chem biology and gp paper, like so so so dead. On the contrary, math was easy and I had 20 minutes left. Econs was okay but I think my way of answering the question is damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think my energy is draining away. I used to be able to stay up late till 3plus 4am in sec2 and 3 but now I can only stay till 12plus 1am and it sucks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating till I'm free so tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2582085324371252275?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2582085324371252275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2582085324371252275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2582085324371252275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2582085324371252275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-gonna-blog-in-points.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-6085815574301476391</id><published>2009-03-04T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:27:35.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really dead tired each and everyday and I seriously do not have the time to study for msa next week. Biology content is crazy and the structured questions are insane. I understand econs but I cant freaking apply. grr. And hell gp, I'm so dead ): School sucks! I really really miss nanhua alot alot. I miss the toilet, cheap food and the friendly people/teachers. It's not only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have come to a conclusion that, it is only when you leave school then you will miss school and realise you love the school alot alot alot. And I don't know what is wrong with our batch of students. Everyone is freaking hardworking and I'm feeling damn stressed up. I'm afraid I cant cope, especially with cca 3 times a week, reaching home at 8plus, 9plus. Where can I find time to do my tutorials, study, do project, rest! ): Each and everyday while reading my notes I fall asleep. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm glad I've got nhsa people :D I have phionna to mug with. I need my 4A's by the end of next year!!! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just finished editing sample pw, gonna bathe and start on biology mindmapssssss ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6085815574301476391?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6085815574301476391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6085815574301476391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6085815574301476391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6085815574301476391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-really-dead-tired-each-and-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1620907174219899037</id><published>2009-02-07T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:58:17.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY A SAINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know it sounds rather contradicting compared to the fact that I used to dislike sajc because of it's academics but since yesterday, I'm quite happy with all that I have :D During mass/kingdom dance, I didnt realised that I had a miss call so after that when I called back, the first few words were " Anderson Junior College" so I thought yay maybe there's news of my appeal. Then the people keep telling me that no one called me at all. How strange right. So I gave them my number so that they could call me back but I didnt receive any until about 8 plus at night after finale when I received a call from the tabletennis teacher in charge that my appeal was unsuccessful. I didnt really care anymore, somehow. Because I had already made my decision by then, that's to stay in sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite troubled by the appeal thing recently, whether to go aj or stay in sa if my appeal is succussful. But truely, God already has a plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I believe it's His will. Since I did not expect myself to end up in sa, and neither of my appeals were successful, it shows that I'm fated to stay, and make do of what I have. At least I really enjoyed myself on the last day of orientation, highing with phionna screaming singing and dancing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGL mervyn is funny! He keeps saying that I remind him of renee, the president of student council, because I look cool and collected at all times, half sporty half performance kind. And because of that, he appointed me to be the og rep for the last day. HE SAYS I GOT THE FENG LOL! Somehow I miss my og now! I wonder when would og outing be though we promised to meet every 14th of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabletennis in the morning today at tiong bahru cc with zijian, to train for trials for wednesday. I really hope I can get into tt if not, I really dont know what other cca to join. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures tmr, am kinda looking forward to it yet afraid that in time to come, I might not be able to cope. I AM GONNA MUG MUG AND MUGGGGGGG FOR A's! right estella? haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1620907174219899037?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1620907174219899037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1620907174219899037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1620907174219899037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1620907174219899037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-officially-saint-woohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2684774438257050729</id><published>2009-02-04T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:42:12.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's okay but somehow I kinda dread orientation. At least it's getting better day after day, and I'm so glad I've got phionna in my og. It's great knowing that 'hairy' guy too haha though he is damn lame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sad to say, my appeal to tjc was unsuccessful, as I expected. If aj don't contact me by tonight, I think I'll be staying in sa already. It isn't that bad but one thing, there are quite alot of retainees=/ That's cause I heard them saying their seniors told them midyrs are easy, there's no need to study, and hence therefore. Kinda decided on my subject combi after much thoughts and quarrels=/ Now the only thing is cca. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna join back tabletennis yet I don't mind if I have to. But I'd like to join a new cca like volleyball though my natural instinct is to catch the ball instead of hit it ): Trials today but I didnt bring my bat. Saw some who went and they are proooo): I dont think I will even be accepted? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that cca sign up day is on the same day as my first extraction of teeth HOWHOWHOWWWWWW! If I want to change, I have to wait till late march or april and that sucks cause I have alr waited for 2months since consultation! but I dont wanna miss the sign up day. now the person gives me a choice of going on 19, 26feb and 5march instead of 12,19 and 26feb. BUT ITS SCHOOL HOURS! ): SIGHSIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooooo.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should go for trials on friday. I hate trials. I always feel that I cant make it through cause my tt sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2684774438257050729?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2684774438257050729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2684774438257050729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2684774438257050729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2684774438257050729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/schools-okay-but-somehow-i-kinda-dread.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5671302256632772169</id><published>2009-01-31T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:24:26.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;POSTING SUCKS, TO THE CORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally insane, I swear. What is the problem with the stupid posting ): It's too random already luh and ridiculous. SIGH. I woke up to get a shock of my life that I didnt get into my first three choices. It seems as though history repeated itself for me, just like how it was for my psle where I was posted to my 4th choice but somehow I managed to appeal into nhhs. But still, I can't accept the fact that I got into sa. Okay, maybe I'm better now but I dread going to school now, new school. I feel like going back to secondary school life again.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at that message and tears flow, I couldn't control because I totally didn't expect myself to be posted there. Some people are happy cause they got their first choice, but majority didnt ): I thought if I couldnt get into tj, then definitely aj but sad to say, aj only accepted partial 7. Yes, that was how unlucky I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be appealing, so what are my chances? I think I just gotta accept my fate of sa. Or maybe that is where God wants me to go since it's somewhere I didn't expect; perhaps He has a purpose for me there. &lt;strong&gt;" No one is here by chance" &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perhaps all along it has just been my own thinking and words that other people say, that might not be always true, depending on circumstances. Maybe, like what my mum always tell me, it's a blessing in disguise, which I hope it is.&lt;br /&gt;see:&lt;br /&gt;T in pj wants to appeal to cj.&lt;br /&gt;Y in cj wants to appeal to sa.&lt;br /&gt;Q in sa wants to appeal to tj.&lt;br /&gt;N in tj wants to appeal to vj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman, if only we can arrange the exchange of places by ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should learn, to accept the things given to me. To make the best out of the things I have. I hope I always have this thinking -.-&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people posted to sa received calls from their ogl bout their og but I haven't! sigh, I seriously pray that I get adapted to the lectures and tutorial systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata. Hoping for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5671302256632772169?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5671302256632772169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5671302256632772169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5671302256632772169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5671302256632772169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/posting-sucks-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-8815327290235131845</id><published>2009-01-26T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:43:58.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Lunar New Year! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the optical shop didnt open and I had to open another pair of contacts, kinda wasted eh. Dinner with cousins, relatives and granny at forrest restaurant yesterday was okay, but my cousins and I had lots of camwhoring sessions :D:D celebrated emmanual, uncle loke and beatrice's birthday together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINJA IN DRESS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, secret code, right gerald? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cousins came down from KL, and yayeeee, I had lots of photos with them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go jogging tomorrow while the rest goes fishing. Gotta shed off those fatssss before school reopens but it seems kinda difficult though. I've been eating alot alot alot but amazingly, my bmi shows otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT STATES THAT I'M AT RISK OF NUTRITIONAL DEFICIENCY DISEASE LOLLOLLOL! I can't believe it siaa. And my mum is the same weight as me. Oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooooohoooooooo, 1AA'99 class gathering at sentosa on wednesday. 205 girls' picnic at botanical garden on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Then results of posting on friday, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-8815327290235131845?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8815327290235131845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=8815327290235131845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8815327290235131845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8815327290235131845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-lunar-new-year-d-okay-so-optical.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-689597524532308323</id><published>2009-01-25T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:01:53.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, there is something wrong with my new pair of contacts ): My right side. Even with contacts, it's as though I'm not wearing it. Seriously, I think they didnt put the degree.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see whether it's still the same in the morning later, and if it's not, I have to call the optical shop to see if they're open on chinese new year eve. If not, I cant wear contacts for cny/whole of this week, which sucks ): hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chinese new year eveeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things, so much food.I bet I'm getting fatter ):&lt;br /&gt;sentosa, picnic, sentosa, picnic. wow. And I'm not even tanned, oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2am now but I'm still so awake, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-689597524532308323?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/689597524532308323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=689597524532308323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/689597524532308323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/689597524532308323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-there-is-something-wrong-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7954728651121288034</id><published>2009-01-20T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:41:38.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Memories recurring so vividly that I thought you were there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar in the morning. I learnt how to strum the tune of Blessed be Your name. But I take a very long time to change chords haha. Gotta practise (:  Lunch-ed at queenstown, shanghai food. heh! Its been a long time since I ate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my cousins to co&lt;img class="gl_italic" alt="Italic" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;me down from KL. I can't wait for chinese new year, new clothes, more money, &lt;em&gt;hopefully. &lt;/em&gt;I can't wait for picnic with clique and the girls! :DD But definitely mum would be nagging bout the mess in the house. And posting results would be out soon, and school would reopen very shortly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing my bedsheets just now reminds me of NACLI. Their bedsheets are blue too. I want my red bedsheets ): But it has to be washed haha. I felt as though I was working for some hotel, like some maid. I took out the pillowcase and changed it into the new one, bolster, quilt cover and stuff then mum came in and say "you never take out the pillow protector and quilt protector ah?" I stared at her okay. When I was about to finish everything she came in and told me. hahaha so I took out the pillow one again, but not the quilt though. After that she came in again and asked me to exchange bedsheets with my brother cos his very easily dirtied. -.- In the end, I didnt. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Gerald called me Maria. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I feel like playing wii, guitar hero world tour. haha. Yay, meeting Elena in the morning then tuitioning sili in the afternoon:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I realised I don't know where I spent my money, and that's bad. ): ordered havaianas from john and still waiting for it, bought a pair of shorts and I seriously think the rest was ALL on food -.- LOL been eating alot lately, I bet the needle would swing towards the right, awwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bio, phy, bio, phy, bio, phy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;4H2, 3H2 1H1, 4H2, 3H2 1H1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hate to make decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Plus I wanna go back to nh for cny celebration but there is this JPI gathering at sentosa I think. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh great and mighty one, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with one desire we come, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that You'd reign,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that You'd reign in us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7954728651121288034?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7954728651121288034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7954728651121288034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7954728651121288034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7954728651121288034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories-recurring-so-vividly-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4417525042844914258</id><published>2009-01-18T01:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:27:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In December,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;u&gt;Before/ in the midst of packing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEk1It3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/d3EhJ7cb2ng/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292329974115121010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEk1It3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/d3EhJ7cb2ng/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEZ0gVyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/HzkFBGiJE3o/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292329971159684898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEZ0gVyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/HzkFBGiJE3o/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEMsAxvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G_mu9UhP04o/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292329967634401010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEMsAxvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G_mu9UhP04o/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;After packing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiPiLIdGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/y8Aok_AsEfc/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292330162380633186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiPiLIdGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/y8Aok_AsEfc/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Though my table now has more things, I think it's still neat :D and my room too, but I gotta clear somemore things. My brother is jealous of my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go for fuel school of prayer teaching today because early in the morning, I was awakened by my mother's crying and screaming. Sigh, yes, family issues again. Every year when Chinese New Year is approaching, this would always happen. It's not that I don't want my house to be clean and neat but the things aren't mine and it's difficult to pack 'cos I don't know if they want it. Okay nevermind, at least mum is feeling better now. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with cell and church friends today was funny! Super, super funny! hahaha.I laughed till my whole face went red and I could feel the heat LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks keann for the prayer :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The popiah stall started to wash their floor and they splashed water till it came gushing towards our table. Then the guys started to sing " when the oceans rise and thunders roar..." and alot of songs using weird accent/sound as though they sucked helium. Keann and Gerald with their ninja thingy, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na bu shi wo de ming! {that's not my name} :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy found old photos of me and my cousins and she kept laughing, 'cos I changed alot. And there was a few where I was the flower girl for one of the teacher's wedding. cool, so long ago haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4417525042844914258?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4417525042844914258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4417525042844914258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4417525042844914258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4417525042844914258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-december-before-in-midst-of-packing.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SXIiEk1It3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/d3EhJ7cb2ng/s72-c/DSC00105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-7625996633838199257</id><published>2009-01-15T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:34:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, your heart tells you to do something, but in the end, you are afraid of making the wrong choices. That's how I feel now. I'm very scared I'd regret my choices. I dreamt of njc before o's, and I have been asking, whether that is where God wants me to be in. But I have chosen not to put nj due to the huge and enormous number of applicants that makes me stand no chance, like maybe 0.00000000000000000000001% Tj as first choice isnt that bad, but there would not be many/any nanhua people there! since its like at the other end of Singapore, other than the IP students like shufen and yintong. Everyone is asking me to put nj first but I've submitted, and I seriously hope it isn't as bad as what I think. &lt;em&gt;God will make all things work together for my good, amen! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I gotta learn to trust and have faith. Wherever I'm posted to, it's His will. But somehow, I get really sad when everyone is trying hc and nj cause I could have been the one if not the fact of that unexpected sub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;over. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somehow now, I really hope I go tj. ahhhhhhhh *prays hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;tata, lunch then meeting fangyu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7625996633838199257?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7625996633838199257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7625996633838199257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7625996633838199257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7625996633838199257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-your-heart-tells-you-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1096588809738148774</id><published>2009-01-15T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:19:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You stay the same through the ages,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your love never changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There may be pain in the night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but joy comes in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta thank God for the friends in my life, helping me through and encouraging me each and every time no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Especially keann, gerald, elena. You guys really make me laugh and feel better before and after the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thanks gerald, for the tingting's song and samurai steps which really make me look retard in front of my com/phone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And clique, alethea, sili and many manymany. I'm feeling much better. It might not be that bad, blessing in disguise perhaps. Haha, it might be like psle that time. I will trust that it's God's will and there is a purpose to everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Not because of who I'm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but because of what You've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Not because of what I've done, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but because of who You're.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I am, a flower quickly fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here today, and gone tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;a vapour in the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Still You, hear me when I'm calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You told me who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm Yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1096588809738148774?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1096588809738148774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1096588809738148774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1096588809738148774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1096588809738148774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-stay-same-through-ages-your-love.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-676814925912082090</id><published>2009-01-11T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:57:04.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xA-N6Fdt7Ew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xA-N6Fdt7Ew&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing can separate, even if i ran away&lt;br /&gt;your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;i know i still make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;you have new mercies for me everyday&lt;br /&gt;your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;you stay the same through the ages&lt;br /&gt;your love never changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there may be pain in the night but joy comes in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and when the oceans rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;because i know that u love me&lt;br /&gt;your love never fails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU MAKE ALL THINGS WORK TOGETHER FOR MY GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-676814925912082090?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/676814925912082090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=676814925912082090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/676814925912082090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/676814925912082090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-can-separate-even-if-i-ran-away.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1052162109649491850</id><published>2009-01-11T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:28:49.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results in less than 24hrs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really feeling very helpless. I'm really scared I can't get into jc, or even if I do, my GP would kill me. Mum is asking me to go poly if I get double digit 'cause I'd really struggle with GP if I go jc. And if that's the case, I might not be able to get my full A level cert, which means I'd have wasted 2 years of my life and I'm no where. It's kinda true, but I don't know what course to take in poly and I don't know what I wanna be in future yet. People say if that's the case, then go jc first and take the 2 years to consider. Then yet again, the question is, what am I gonna do in uni? I still have to make decisions and they want me to think now cause if I really go jc, I wouldnt have the time to think about it. SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know GP is hard, and I'm at a disadvantage because my english sucks, and I do not read enough of newspaper about current affairs. I've been trying to make an initiative to have that interest started but.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the deciding moment would be tommorow. I really really pray and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&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;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;John 14:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks Keann for the encouragement :D&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan and purpose for me, and I gotta trust Him for everything that happens. No matter how hard it's gonna be, I'll have faith and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1052162109649491850?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1052162109649491850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1052162109649491850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1052162109649491850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1052162109649491850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/results-in-less-than-24hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1765778899567208781</id><published>2009-01-10T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:19:25.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badminton with ferny, john, chaohsien, bryan and jack this morning and I laughed like mad when the shuttlecock landed on ferny's head. I think I laughed continuously for 5min? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mrted to Jurongpoint for lunch at subway. JP2 is really big, okay I mean there's alot of shops haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, conversation with gerald is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;they think we samurai&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;anytime&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine u saying that haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm like laughing now!&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks qian yi!&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;CONTAGIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;im laughing too&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;like retardedly in front of the com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;i ever talked to my monitor&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;sounds emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;i asked my mon "why are you not feeling tired?"&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHATTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;that was in the past lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;when i was darn bored&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha GOSH REALLY FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;lawls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY LAUGHING MAKES ME HAAVE PACS LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like damn damn damn sad now cause my parents cursed me, saying that I can't get into jc. wth. boo. haha. I mean they say I never think of other alternatives if I cant get good results. They want me to go see poly open hse, but at least I'm going ngee ann open hse tmr with shereen and marianne they all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, I gotta trust God for whatever my results and postings are. His plans. But of course, hopefully, it's what I want and hoped for too. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1765778899567208781?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1765778899567208781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1765778899567208781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1765778899567208781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1765778899567208781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/badminton-with-ferny-john-chaohsien.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4396247233959470912</id><published>2009-01-08T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:29:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SWYbQzJIwQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/MUjFgz39No0/s1600-h/z160138266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288944787813613826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SWYbQzJIwQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/MUjFgz39No0/s320/z160138266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it's better to let go to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elena and I went jogging along the canal near my house. Haha, based on the track marking, it's about 3km :D But it doesn't seemed like it was 3km. Chatted and then we went tiong coffee bean for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was boring so at bout 4pm, I went swimming :D Healthy lifestyle eh? hahaha I think I did alot of exercise this week but I think I ate back how much I worked out =/ Swam 1km. And my body is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tommorow morning would be badminton with 205peeps :D hahaha. Then maybe going for jc open hse before cell. That's if I'm not feeling lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata, 'am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4396247233959470912?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4396247233959470912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4396247233959470912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4396247233959470912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4396247233959470912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-its-better-to-let-go-to-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SWYbQzJIwQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/MUjFgz39No0/s72-c/z160138266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-6769409689922945637</id><published>2009-01-07T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:05:07.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've decided.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I spent the entire afternoon at Starbucks at valleypoint, recaping my math and reading a book. Tutoring sili math tmr :D At least I've got something to do lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going ngeeann poly open hse but no one seems to want to go=/&lt;br /&gt;Gerald's performing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6769409689922945637?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6769409689922945637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6769409689922945637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6769409689922945637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6769409689922945637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-9065509009399695673</id><published>2009-01-05T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:20:24.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sorry, but yes, it's all your fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fullstop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tabletennis in the morning but didnt play much. I need training someone, somewhere, somehow. urgh. Whatever. Then we went back school for cheap and nice food, chatted with ms lim, laughed. Badminton for the entire time after that. It started to rain so we went home at about 3plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need things to occupy me, seriously. I know what I need to do, somehow I'm just lazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-9065509009399695673?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9065509009399695673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=9065509009399695673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9065509009399695673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9065509009399695673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-but-yes-its-all-your-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-3668782289147035401</id><published>2009-01-04T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:48:02.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elena's changing her braces colour tommorow and I HAVEN'T EVEN PUT SEPARATORS OR EXTRACTED MY TEETH D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it's gonna be a long long wait till 12th Feb. Somehow, I want to get my braces done, yet at the same time I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn damn damn bored, but at least there's tabletennis with presley, fangyu, cherngyew and the rest tmr :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3668782289147035401?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3668782289147035401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3668782289147035401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3668782289147035401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3668782289147035401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/elenas-changing-her-braces-colour.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2636141900017661640</id><published>2009-01-04T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:32:34.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew I had already started the year badly by falling sick, now the feeling is worse. It isn't that I wanted to do so but something in me just couldn't stop it. Somehow, I know that I failed, terribly. But the only thing I can do is to hold on to that tiny thought that kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's terrible, &lt;em&gt;i know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2636141900017661640?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2636141900017661640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2636141900017661640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2636141900017661640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2636141900017661640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-knew-i-had-already-started-year-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2956889526337346132</id><published>2009-01-04T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:59:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conversation with Gerald is funny! I really can't stop laughing in front of the computer, and I totally look like a retard thanks to him haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;not yet. i guess 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;yup unless i really cant take it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;so bless i can't contain it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;so much i got to give it away&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT! HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;this is funny. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;that's the song&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;we sang today&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;first song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;yup i know&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i said i cant take it then u typed the song out ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QIANYI ; says:&lt;br /&gt;it shall go on my blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gerald - Problems are giants in our lives! But they will fall says:&lt;br /&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's glad to know that my laughter is contagious LOL! we started crapping on the comments for a photo on fb when miah was kinda pissed at the fact that we treated it like msn haha. And he brought the topic of pingpong queen in, weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2956889526337346132?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2956889526337346132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2956889526337346132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2956889526337346132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2956889526337346132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/conversation-with-gerald-is-funny-i.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4718794450303106957</id><published>2009-01-03T15:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:55:29.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SV8XvWejsMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/y61qioUVpdk/s1600-h/n544346964_1701872_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286970589811290306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SV8XvWejsMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/y61qioUVpdk/s320/n544346964_1701872_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turbanators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the fun and sharing during camp:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and thanks cherngyew for the gift from Japan, elena for the keychain from hk! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4718794450303106957?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4718794450303106957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4718794450303106957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4718794450303106957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4718794450303106957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/turbanators-thanks-for-fun-and-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SV8XvWejsMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/y61qioUVpdk/s72-c/n544346964_1701872_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-5811031981607759186</id><published>2009-01-01T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:01:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;THANKS ELENA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;POK2!! sent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,i thank you for qianyi!i thank you for this pretty and sweet princess of urs God!thank you so much for seeing her through the year 2008.thank you for watching over her,guiding her,showering ur love,care and concern on this child of urs.thank you for also being there for her in her diffcult times&amp;amp;during the stressful period of her Os.and so Lord God,as we enter a new year today i ask that u continue to watch over qianyi!may ur angels continue to protect her&amp;amp;see her through each day!i pray that God,u'll continue to use qianyi mightly!let her be the light that will shine for u,and give her the wisdom&amp;amp;the boldness to share ur word to all her friends&amp;amp;non-christians out there.that through her God,more may come to know u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also ask that God,as qianyi enters a new school and another phase of her life,u'll always remind her that indeed God,u'll never leave her nor forsake her,and u're going to see her through 2009 once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as qianyi sets her new new year resolutions,i pray that God,u'll give her the motivation,encouragement and determination to wanna complete and fulfill each and every one of the resolutions she has made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it doing her qt regularly or be it wanting to experience ur presence God,i pray that u'll just constantly remind her not to give up,but press on!Lord i also pray that u'll help qianyi to grow spiritually and even closer to u in this year 2009!give her a heart that will yearn for more of u,and give her a greater passion for the lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting her Os God,u know how much effort qianyi has put in for her Os.and so God,i ask that u'll giv qianyi good&amp;amp;excellent results.results that she can use to glorify ur name so that her friends will know&amp;amp;believe that indeed it is u,the almighty and true-living God that has allowed and gave qianyi these excellent results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;lastly,i pray that in this year 2009,u'll help qianyi to grow closer to her family members too.i pray that God u'll just help qianyi to have endurance and to control whenever she's talking to her parents.help her to have a better attitude towards her parents.so that tgt as a family,they can serve u&amp;amp;praise u tgt(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and so Lord God,i ask that u'll bless qianyi with a meaningful&amp;amp;great 2009!i pray that u'll also continue to put in her life strong Chiristians who will encourage her/each other in times of need,God-fearing pple who will help qianyi grow closer to u,friends whom qianyi can trust and rely on,and most importnatly,friends whom qianyi can evangelise to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,i pray for this beloved child of urs God,may u continue to pour ur richest blessings over qianyi&amp;amp;her family.In Jesus' Name i pray and ask Lord,AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thank God for Elena, thank God for the friends in my life and the people whom I met during camp. Most importantly, THANK YOU GOD FOR THE THINGS YOU'VE PLANNED IN MY LIFE! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, I saved it, I will keep this prayer :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5811031981607759186?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5811031981607759186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5811031981607759186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5811031981607759186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5811031981607759186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-elena-i-love-you-d-pok2-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5317908393624717603</id><published>2009-01-01T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:57:59.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285999031720848642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SVukHOjHrQI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9fvuV27Eiq0/s320/P1240913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness, i'm like smiling so retardedly =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE 2008,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELLO 2009!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;New year resolutions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do my qt regularly&lt;br /&gt;2. to experience God's presence&lt;br /&gt;3. single points for o's&lt;br /&gt;4. better temper/attitude towards my parents&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;there might be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 corinthians 3:18 (nkjv)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just like the spirit of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this year would be a better year :D &lt;em&gt;i hope. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5317908393624717603?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5317908393624717603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5317908393624717603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5317908393624717603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5317908393624717603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-2008-hello-2009-d.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SVukHOjHrQI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9fvuV27Eiq0/s72-c/P1240913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-4720503155720261662</id><published>2008-12-31T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:22:03.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm back from Transformers Camp :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My objectives for the camp, which I set, were met and I kinda enjoyed it. Even though my group was like the smallest because kenny and justin had to shuttle between transformers and treasure hunt camp, I think we're great. It's totally not like a camp at all because NACLI is more like a resort. The air-con rooms were damn cold, with personal toilets and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;brief description:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was kinda slack but we got to know people in our group, thought of group name (turbanators) and did silly cheers. watched prince of eygpt, Worshipped, word and prophetic circles where we prophesied for everyone in our group. God really spoke to me through the visions from my groupmates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was games and it was kinda fun, training our physical and mental. The telematch was the funniest because during one part, we had to put 2 sponges under our armpits and run to the bowl to squeeze out the water till its full. Kinda gross and as we had to turn 8 turns 2 or 3 times beforehand, I was so dizzy that when I ran to the bowl which was on the floor, my knee was scaped and its damn pain now.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, there was prophetic drawing which was damn damn damn cool. Trust me, God is great! Pastor jenn led us into prayer to ask for visions for ourselves (with and without blindfolds) and a groupmate. Even if we think our drawing sucks, in God's eyes, it's beautiful. I'm really amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel and mortal was funny yet touching. Howai was pranked by jon wong, and shereen spelt jon wong's name wrongly which made everyone laugh like mad, seriously haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day was the best as we had treasure hunt @ holland v. and it isnt the normal treasurehunt. Everyone of us has a treasure placed by God, in us that is yet to be discovered. Once again, we prayed for word/vision to be shared to the person we are supposed to bless and ask for God to show clues such as location, name or features of the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to mind was a picture of a whisk (something used to beat the egg with sugar flour etc) and the clues were chinese middle aged man. The others had their visions and clues and we made a treasure map out of them. I had a feeling the person would be in a bakery shop so we went cold storage but there was only a malay man so I was sure it wasnt him. We went to breadtalk and when I peeped in, there was bout 4 chinese middle aged man baking and I was like gosh, which one of them am I supposed to bless. So we stared at them from the outside and I noticed a man using a knife or something to mix the butter with sugar. At that moment I was like, " is that him?'' I couldnt be sure so we proceeded on. After lunch we went back there and once again, we stared at him again. Ben asked me if I wanted to go bless him but I hesistated and said maybe try other bakery shop. so we went to crystal jade my bread and there was no man there, so I could somehow confirm that the person'd be in breadtalk. Went to cold storage to get some stuffs and blessed Ben's treasure. Then once again we headed back to breadtalk when I decided to go forward to bless him, as I felt that God was telling me it's him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt able to go inside the baking area so I stand outside the door and the cashier walked to me, speaking in chinese, asking if I was playing a game. Then I told her I was looking the that person {points finger} and the 2 men inside walked towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;conversation in chinese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me: can I speak to him for a moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cashier: what do you want? playing a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;that guy: (cantonese) why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ I was stunned. I cant really speak in cantonese even though I'm one}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cashier to guy: she wants to talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me to cashier: does he know how to speak chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cashier: ya he knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me to guy: Im having a camp and I drew this for you. I just wanted to tell you that the breads that you make are nice and I really want to encourage you not to give up.&lt;/span&gt; {hands the picture to him}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;guy: thank you&lt;/span&gt; {smiles widely}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, 3 people were surrounding me, other than beaver. Ben was like " wow you killed 3 birds with one stone" he meant that I blessed 3 of them with a picture :D Its really great! kenny, bern, ben and I gave out and blessed our treasures. It's really a extrodinary experience where sometimes you think that it doesnt make sense at all but somehow you never know that God has been directing the way for us, only needing us to have faith to follow Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many many many testimonies about how God helped us to bless the people out there. There was one that I was quite shocked when I heard. Kenneth clue was a girl called sarah who would appear near 7-11 at 4pm. so he and his group were waiting around that area. then a girl with the exact features appeared so kenneth shouted "sarah" and amazingly, the girl turned and responded. She was also quite shocked that he knows his name and when kenneth told her about the church thing, she couldnt believe her eyes but still, she accepted the picture :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is working through the lives of the young people! amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote cards for the leaders and did cards/notes for mortal. Chatted with chua, keann, gerald. video-ed keenan, ben yuan, ben goh and kenneth dancing and highing in the middle of the night at the learning lounge with rock music. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day was testimonies, worship and phototaking before breaking camp. Had lunch with some of them at holland. pastor josh joined us as well, then home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4720503155720261662?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4720503155720261662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4720503155720261662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4720503155720261662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4720503155720261662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-from-transformers-camp-d-my.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2159377443099756935</id><published>2008-12-27T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:40:45.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cell gathering today was kinda fun, especially hearing olivia swear and curse, complaining bout her pain of wearing those heels while walking bout 25min to Andrew's house. Taboo-ed {in english and chinese. damn funny, no one understand what I was saying in chinese and joel asked me to describe in chinese b terms which means more simple. lol } Some played bridge, snap, while oli and me suggested tabletennis. It was really fun to play with miah, he's kinda pro haha. I laughed alot today because the guys were like making fun of me and miah while playing {im singapore and he is india} ,they kept cheering and jeering. Guys played badminton and baseball with pingpong ball hahahas. ohoh, and the girls screamed like crazy while playing snap, amazing hahas. Squeezed into Andrew's mum's car and went to church, chatted with some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Chronicles 16 (nkjv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v8. oh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;give thanks to the Lord, call upon His name, make know His deeds among the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v9. Sing to Him, sing psalms to Him, talk of all His wondrous works&lt;br /&gt;v10. Glory to His holy name, let the hearts of those who rejoice seek the Lord&lt;br /&gt;v11. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seek the Lord and His strength, seek His face evermore&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v12. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember His marvelous works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which He has done, His wonders and the judgements of His mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been a really hectic year, with lots of ups and downs but no matter what, I really want to thank God for seeing me through the whole year. Without Him, I'd be stuck on my own to face the darkness and difficulties. It seemed to be a really short year where time passed extremely fast, like zoooomz. I must admit, I hadn't been a good girl this year, I hadn't been doing my qt regularly, always procastinating and pushing things aside, only to seek Him when I'm in trouble. But nevertheless, God has always been the faithful God, always there with everlasting arms outstretched waiting for me. And I really wanna thank Him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being weighed down by cca, council and studies, it's really a difficult time to cope. I knew I made the right choice on focusing on cca and studies, declining exco position, if not I wouldnt be able to survive through. West zone competition, nationals, sec1 orientation camp etc etc, it's really hard to manage everything right at the start of the year, missing lessons during the most crucial part of our secondary life. I had always thought I'd break down anytime any moment because during commons, my results were devastating but God guided me through all and encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember in Jan when I was so freaked out by the chinese o level results I was reminded of a verse in the bible and it really assured me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Psalm 118:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I called to the Lord in destress, the Lord answered me and set me in a broad place. The Lord is on my side, I will not fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I was comforted by His word and the next day when I saw an A1 for chinese, I cried of joy.It's really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Preparations for O's were like nightmares and the constant stress just made me gorge myself with more and more food. Thank God for the friends that He had placed in my life, for they were with me when I needed help, when I was so so so stress and their words of encouragement really spur me on. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elena, Jiayu, Estella, Yuan, Fangyu, Ferny etc, thank you guys for everything :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whenever I felt as though I screwed things up, God, you made a miracle happen, so I'm gonna trust my o's results into your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;v34. Oh, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! for His mercy endures forever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;v35. And say, "save us, O God of our salvation. gather us together and deliver us from the gentiles, to give thanks to your holy name, to triumph in Your praise"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;v36. &lt;strong&gt;Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting to everlasting. and all the people said "Amen!" and praised the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll forever remember God's work in my life, amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;church camp tomorrow and I'm getting alittle more excited after chatting with nicole, sarah and sam. Hopefully will be able to be in the same room with at least one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I still haven pack finish my stuff, so tata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2159377443099756935?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2159377443099756935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2159377443099756935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2159377443099756935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2159377443099756935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/cell-gathering-today-was-kinda-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4024862625043953117</id><published>2008-12-26T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:14:27.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas lunch was awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;Helped my mum to make coca-cola ham, and food was fabulous! Black pepper crab, flower crab, prawns, fish, ham, abalone vegetables, potato salad, vinegar pig trotter, crispy chicken, logcake. WOW. &lt;em&gt;that would be 25kg added on my pile of lard, right alethea?&lt;/em&gt; hahas {bet you had what you wished for in my birthday card hahas} Played some games, chatted, videos, exchange of presents. It was supposed to be lunch but there was so much food that it lasted till dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to exercise hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and had a surprised, thanks :D {I suspected something though, hahs}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar today with Edric, and my fingers are pain/numb D: Gotta practise more.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh, and Beaver got me a canned kangaroo from Aust, but I don't know if there's really anything inside. Edric said there's a squashed up kangaroo squeezed into it, and beaver advised me not to use a can opener, how then do I open it?! hahahas. I don't know what to get for the guys, seriously, it's damn difficult to get gifts for guys. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers camp from 28th - 31st dec'08. There's so many things to pack. I pray for transformation man, and hope it's gonna be fun. It's like the 2nd church camp I went since the p6 one. And hopefully I know some people in my group, cause sec4s are the youngest there among the JPI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's cell gathering at Andrew's house (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4024862625043953117?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4024862625043953117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4024862625043953117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4024862625043953117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4024862625043953117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-lunch-was-awesome-d-helped-my.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4813166960440189584</id><published>2008-12-25T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:40:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4813166960440189584?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4813166960440189584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4813166960440189584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4813166960440189584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4813166960440189584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-7196955098292543029</id><published>2008-12-24T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:17:02.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Seriously, I hate my life. Just what the hell is wrong man. I cant stand my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I don't pack my room, they grumble. When I pack finish my room, they grumble. Like wth? Mum says I'm selfish 'cause I only pack my home but please, when I touch their things and nag at them for always putting their things anywhere, they scold me. I really don't know what they want!! My brother is jealous that my room is much much neater/cleaner than his and he commands me to pack his room in a day, like hello, I took weeks okay.Idiot. I can guarantee that the things around the house are not mine. I hate this thing bout my dad; he keeps almost everything and the house is in a mess because of him!Now my mum is beginning to be like that. I really wish I can just lock myself up in my room forever. ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and why does my brother seems like he is the king of the household. Everyone listens to him. Stupid spoilt brat who always complains bout army/navy, grow up lah.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ah whatever, damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tomorrow's Christmas but I don't feel the festive mood at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;By the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEROME :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;All I want for christmas is my 6 points :D heh. {prays hard}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Like your thoughts are on the AM frequency but I'm only getting FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7196955098292543029?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7196955098292543029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7196955098292543029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7196955098292543029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7196955098292543029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriously-i-hate-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-5827877439826758820</id><published>2008-12-22T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:30:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weina's back from India, and she changed alot. Prettier :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, things are just hidden the place they're meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my brother is grumbling about his navy training. Spoilt brat, irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-5827877439826758820?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5827877439826758820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=5827877439826758820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5827877439826758820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/5827877439826758820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/weinas-back-from-india-and-she-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1667958891177365538</id><published>2008-12-22T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:32:02.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5vUhGmTSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/c-_47NjBEX0/s1600-h/P1000850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282281811226283298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5vUhGmTSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/c-_47NjBEX0/s320/P1000850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5u9gmN8DI/AAAAAAAAAV0/D1pewDsl0Qk/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282281415953477682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5u9gmN8DI/AAAAAAAAAV0/D1pewDsl0Qk/s320/P1000875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5u9aV3ASI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vyISI7Tcd5E/s1600-h/P1000857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282281414274253090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5u9aV3ASI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vyISI7Tcd5E/s320/P1000857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Once again, I miss Beijing, I miss those days D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1667958891177365538?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1667958891177365538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1667958891177365538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1667958891177365538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1667958891177365538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/once-again-i-miss-beijing-i-miss-those.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SU5vUhGmTSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/c-_47NjBEX0/s72-c/P1000850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-2297073658618504482</id><published>2008-12-22T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:27:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena's in Hong Kong, Cherng yew's in Japan, Sili's going Korea at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Elena, &amp;amp; I'm so going to miss Sili! (L)&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda emotional these few days, and my temper is bad. Quarrelled with parents again.&lt;br /&gt;Council rod at west coast park tmr, bet there'd be very little sec4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel sick of holidays. Aimless. But at least my room is neater.&lt;br /&gt;I'vent gotten Christmas cards. &lt;em&gt;dead D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why doesnt it feel like Christmas is in 3 days' time? Or is it just me. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Would 2009 be a better year? &lt;em&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2297073658618504482?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2297073658618504482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2297073658618504482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2297073658618504482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2297073658618504482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/crappy.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2954960414049576116</id><published>2008-12-19T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:21:43.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUp3vElpSdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/erSEeRgYlkM/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281165163614521810" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUp3vElpSdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/erSEeRgYlkM/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;washes over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight with girls today. Movie was okay but Jiayu, Fangyu and I kept laughing at the people sitting behind us. Like damn retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiayu loves me, heh, 'cause she treats me like her atm machine. I'm like always the kind soul treating her food/drinks. She better remember me for that man. Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I've mood swing. Like damn serious ones. D: &lt;em&gt;goshh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I tend to eat alot when I'm unhappy. grr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2954960414049576116?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2954960414049576116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2954960414049576116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2954960414049576116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2954960414049576116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-blood-washes-over-me.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUp3vElpSdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/erSEeRgYlkM/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-6614325534969006531</id><published>2008-12-18T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:34:18.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell the world that Jesus lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell the world that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell the world that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell the world that He died for them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell the world that He lives again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I went to cut my fringe yesterday and it's kinda screwed. It doesnt stay, when I'm wearing contacts, the ends of my fringe poke my eye, damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;eczema is back, and it's super itchy D: I guess I can't go swimming at the moment. Movie tmr with the girls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena's going Hong Kong on friday. How I wish she could pack me into her luggage hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, and yeah, I'm a happy girl 'cause I got my eagles award :DDD heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6614325534969006531?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6614325534969006531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6614325534969006531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6614325534969006531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6614325534969006531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/tell-world-that-jesus-lives-tell-world.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-3057435232386210906</id><published>2008-12-16T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:41:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaIGNBD4CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YKEGlRvWpuw/s1600-h/KISS-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280057253293187106" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaIGNBD4CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YKEGlRvWpuw/s320/KISS-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHnDExq3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/bn1uikZ_RqY/s1600-h/classs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056718048471922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHnDExq3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/bn1uikZ_RqY/s320/classs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHm3DPQpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UMDuCfWVP4k/s1600-h/23..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056714820797074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHm3DPQpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UMDuCfWVP4k/s320/23..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHmgAKbnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/v0wMHW9K5x4/s1600-h/clas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056708633882226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaHmgAKbnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/v0wMHW9K5x4/s320/clas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures from old com. time past, 2years just flew past so fast. memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3057435232386210906?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3057435232386210906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3057435232386210906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3057435232386210906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3057435232386210906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUaIGNBD4CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YKEGlRvWpuw/s72-c/KISS-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-9015838810235102126</id><published>2008-12-16T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:31:24.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm using the computer in my room after a million years and it totally sucks. There's something wrong with msn and I can't freaking hell reinstall! Plus, the com is just super sloww. DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT A LAPTOP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT A MACBOOK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanna stay in my room after everything is packed so I need my com to have msn but whyyyyyyy! I don't wanna go all the way out to the dining room to use the com. Sigh, hate this. Everytime my dad do some updating/scanning on this com, the msn just disappear and I always have a hard time reinstalling. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm damn sad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So in the end, I went rhema night service instead of watching movie with shan/ros. &lt;em&gt;Sorry nigel, but thanks for asking me :D hope you enjoyed it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Guitar at Edric's house today was cancelled so I met Alethea at KAP for tea (mac) then we walked around cold storage. Played wii and had dinner there. Bused to Grace Assembly of God. Service was at the sanctuary, which is bigger than the chapel {but my church audi is still bigger heh} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your whisper in my heart, speaks to me. I'll trust in You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sermon on creation of God, as the theme for today was indescrible. Almost similar to the video I watched at COOS and on youtube {past post}, telling us how big is the solar system, milkyway, galaxy, universe and stuff. Seriously, I gotta admit that it's hard, not to believe that there is a God at all. All the creations are just so amazing, so magnificient. Be curious, ask yourself each time you see something, how it came about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who placed the stars and the planets in the place they are now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;How did we come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;How is it that we are able to breathe, sing, walk etc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I really agree with the quote, which says that a person really admire people who do not believe in God, because it takes alot of faith to do so. Even if we were evolved from apes, how then did apes come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;God of wonders beyond our galaxy. You're holy, holy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-9015838810235102126?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9015838810235102126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=9015838810235102126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9015838810235102126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/9015838810235102126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-using-computer-in-my-room-after.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1797184493602712906</id><published>2008-12-13T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:12:47.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWkeMh1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/OFixtiZ_9DQ/s1600-h/IMG_1409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292274374379346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWkeMh1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/OFixtiZ_9DQ/s320/IMG_1409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWtQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GDJFf1Wcl5I/s1600-h/IMG_1407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292276734148866" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWtQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GDJFf1Wcl5I/s320/IMG_1407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWcAc73I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2xvlHT1qqZM/s1600-h/IMG_1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279292272102141810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWcAc73I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2xvlHT1qqZM/s320/IMG_1406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1797184493602712906?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1797184493602712906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1797184493602712906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1797184493602712906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1797184493602712906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/loves.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SUPQWkeMh1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/OFixtiZ_9DQ/s72-c/IMG_1409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-6435220423867419648</id><published>2008-12-13T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:09:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRESLEY IS BACK :D heh.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental consultation yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My lower jaw is slightly more protruding than my upper jaw, if you realised. And the dentist gave me 2 alternatives which scare the hell outta me. Serious. It's either I, a 16 year-old girl, go for &lt;em&gt;jaw surgery&lt;/em&gt; then put braces, or just put braces but my jaw problem would not really be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hellooooooo, jaw surgery? Imagine they sawing your jaw, putting screws and risking complications like permanent numbness in the lips? yikes, no way man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I'll only do braces. He said my jaw prob would still be there but it may be better, he said he would try, but he didnt seem convincing enough D:&lt;br /&gt;Putting separators only on the day of extraction, which the next appointment is 12 feb. 2 more months! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm rather confused. The same dentist and front desk girl told me and jennifer different things. He referred her to SDC for extraction at concession price like bout $9/tooth but mine he said he ownself extract $50/tooth. WTH! That's a great difference lah. &lt;em&gt;why so unfairrrr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;amp; my appointments are on thursday. I told them might clash with school but the girl say I can call to change but must be earlier. But she didnt say that to jenn. She suggested saturday appointment for her. yucks, &lt;em&gt;UNFAIR. HAHA.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hopefully I'll be free on those 3 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO GONNA FREAK OUT WHEN THE DATES ARE NEARERRRR D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Went plaza sing to shop awhile, then dinner there. Too bad didnt see chua, who was having birthday dinner with his family. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Went edric's hse to learn guitar today. 4 chords :D but my finger keep touching other string D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ohoh, and andrew got baptised today :D heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6435220423867419648?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6435220423867419648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6435220423867419648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6435220423867419648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6435220423867419648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/presley-is-back-d-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-4313765197848343946</id><published>2008-12-12T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:32:37.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JON CHUA :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry yea, dental, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4313765197848343946?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4313765197848343946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4313765197848343946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4313765197848343946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4313765197848343946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-jon-chua-ddd-haha-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2677144587583169007</id><published>2008-12-10T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:44:49.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Table tennis this morning though didn't really play much, but I'm pretty sure the rest had fun. Went to Bukit Timah food centre for lunch with alethea and sili. Sili looks nice with her braces :D&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO IN LOVE WITH ALETHEA'S HOUSE AND ROOM OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;so so sooooooo neat and tidy! I'M JEALOUS =( my dad loves to keep rubbish, irritating! I kept looking around her room, seriously, I can't find any textbooks anywhere haha. when will my hse/room be like hers man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played wii, which I'm bad in. haha. Then we went for a jog/stroll/camwhore session :DDD ohoh, and we ate lots and lots and lots of junk food that adds to the weighing scale =( I put on 0.7kg sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel won tickets to watch Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging with Shan/Ros from 987 and he asked me to go but I got something on on monday =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council bbq tmr.byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2677144587583169007?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2677144587583169007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2677144587583169007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2677144587583169007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2677144587583169007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/table-tennis-this-morning-though-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1450198166042959705</id><published>2008-12-09T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:11:06.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been packing my room for ages&lt;/strong&gt;, and the dust in my room is intolerable. My sensitive nose is causing me problems again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it will continue till I officially pack finish it, i guess {hopefully} before christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiayu is in Korea, Carolene's going Malaysia today, and sherm &amp;amp; titus are coming back from east timor today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept asking myself whether the problem is with me. Why doesnt she reply me like how she usually did. She seemed so distant already, it's unlike her at all. It has been like this since october and I really can't help questioning. Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1450198166042959705?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1450198166042959705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1450198166042959705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1450198166042959705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1450198166042959705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-packing-my-room-for-ages-and.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-1626985888822104524</id><published>2008-12-04T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:08:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WALAO, I'M DAMN DAMN DAMN SAD NOW, FREAKING! D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go ACJC tabletennis trials tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;should?&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;should?&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cherngyew:&lt;br /&gt;then dun go la&lt;br /&gt;waste your time&lt;br /&gt;iiyo&lt;br /&gt;you making me luan also&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;you just pretend you nv see the msg b4 lor&lt;br /&gt;then you wun even regret le&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;QIANYI :&lt;br /&gt;LOL U SAID THE SAME THING AS MY MUM'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cherngyew:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i matured liao ma&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;dun go think la&lt;br /&gt;go delete&lt;br /&gt;pretend nth has happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can I pretend nothing has happened before?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I feel like going, but no one wants to accompany me there. I mean, wouldn't it be weird to go there alone. Everyone would have at least a known friend there and would talk to each other while I'm alone. Wouldn't it be weird and awkward? I asked a few and they couldn't make it and I really dont wanna go by myself. Furthermore, I heard that they're only looking for 2 players! WHAT ARE THE ODDS!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT WHAT IF I REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;I've already forsaken SAJC trials.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have confidence for my o level. what if I don't do well? wouldn't I blame myself for it?&lt;br /&gt;yet I'd rather not join back tabletennis if given the choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONTRADICTION!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diediedie. walao howwwwwwww now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. someone help meeeeeeeeeeeee! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge him, and He'll make your paths stra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ight.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I made my decision already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; where were you, when I needed you most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrow would be a better day=/ Maybe I need to go jogging/swimming or go pack my room to occupy myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-1626985888822104524?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1626985888822104524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=1626985888822104524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1626985888822104524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/1626985888822104524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/walao-im-damn-damn-damn-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2619054525940721463</id><published>2008-12-03T10:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:13:16.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275396164720182978" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STX43I-axsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8HeI3KfNHi4/s320/SOMEONE!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; those were the days when laughters filled the air; life seemed to be so fulfilling with activities and friends by our side every single day.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss the times in school. At least there were things to do, and seriously, I don't mind studying. It sounds crazy but after getting used to this life for years, and just suddenly, I feel like I'm lost, like there's no aim anymore. Every time when we're busy with school work, we'd long for the holidays to relax but when the holidays arrive with nothing to do, we'd wish otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE BORINGGGGGGGGG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one wants to hire someone who only has 1month plus available. There must be a minimun of 3 months for F&amp;amp;B. Kino hasn't called so I take it as they do not need help. I'm becoming a fatass D: Everyday is just eat, sleep, computer, tv... gosh, the kilograms on the weighing scale might just scare the hell outta me when school reopen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furthermore, surprisingly, thinking of braces is making me shiver, after what sili told me. Mum said that if I can't take the pain for braces, how am I going to give birth next time; &lt;em&gt;which is true &lt;/em&gt;but the thought just makes my hair stand, ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO SENTOSA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO PLAY TABLETENNIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO IKEA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GET A JOB! {too late I guess}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT CHRISTMAS TO COME QUICKLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO OVERSEAS! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO PACK MY ROOM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO EXERCISE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO MAKE BIRTHDAY CARDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO GET CHRISTMAS PRESENTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED TO LEARN GUITAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED/WANT/PRAY/HOPE FOR GOOD RESULTS! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored, really, really, really bored D: howwwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SILI! when is sentosa and raffles town club trip!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2619054525940721463?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2619054525940721463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2619054525940721463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2619054525940721463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2619054525940721463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/those-were-days-when-laughters-filled.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STX43I-axsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8HeI3KfNHi4/s72-c/SOMEONE!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-3719261841161292510</id><published>2008-12-02T11:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:25:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STSnZHQ_JGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9RJOpkZGOhk/s1600-h/FerrisWheel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275025113446556770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STSnZHQ_JGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9RJOpkZGOhk/s320/FerrisWheel5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to be away, away from this thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BENNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think he'd be seeing this anyway haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHERM &amp;amp; TITUS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE A SAFE TRIP TO EAST TIMOR FOR MISSIONS :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Will keep you guys in prayers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 99.99999999999% I will be making braces in 'bout 3months' time. Thanks to Jennifer for recommending me that dentist haha. We'd be having the same dentist :D Consultation next friday, and if all goes well, I will be doing xray and models for my teeth. Can't wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Elena and Sili had their braces on yesterday! &amp;amp; I'm like damn jealous of sili lah haha. Can't blame her, she's rich =p haha { one moment we were discussing bout braces and the next moment she told me she putting braces, in like 2 weeks?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa tomorrow, sili?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so so damn damn damn damn bored at home/ during the holidays. Helped my auntie to pack her office yesterday but who is going to help me pack my room/ house! Sigh, sigh, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I still want to go ikea to get decorations/ presents/ idon'tknowwhat to revamp my room! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata, not in the mood, recently, if you realised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-3719261841161292510?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3719261841161292510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=3719261841161292510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3719261841161292510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/3719261841161292510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-need-to-be-away-away-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STSnZHQ_JGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/9RJOpkZGOhk/s72-c/FerrisWheel5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-6924242168382975283</id><published>2008-11-30T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:21:52.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274453085238336818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STKfIsIYHTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XtswF8_j4uA/s320/IMG_0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt; { my eyes are small =( }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SERIOUSLY NEED TO PACK MY MESSY ROOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; But but i really don't know where to start from. &lt;/strong&gt;The sight of my house totally ruins my mood; papers, boxes,things everywhere D: I NEED TO REVAMP MY ROOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; MY STUPID BROTHER MADE ME EAT KFC D: caloriesssss. I didnt want to eat dinner because of late lunch but he told my parents he wanted kfc but in the end, he didnt eat and I was forced to eat it. Boo. I kept consoling myself that I might not/ would not be able to eat it once I put my braces though lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's bringing me to check out dental clincs for braces :D I hope I get it fast! And of course that she don't break her promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6924242168382975283?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6924242168382975283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6924242168382975283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6924242168382975283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6924242168382975283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-eyes-are-small-i-seriously-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/STKfIsIYHTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/XtswF8_j4uA/s72-c/IMG_0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-4307118112567705946</id><published>2008-11-29T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:04:29.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable, You place the stars in the sky and You know them by name, You're amazing God. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created the universe and He is huge! It's just so amazing to see his creation, and realised that we're indeed small but we are significant in His eyes. Church sermon was on the video 'Indescribable' and its totally amazing and touching and just magnificent!&lt;br /&gt;I swear, the video is good, see it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewKtSKbWZUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewKtSKbWZUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LlroUGiihx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LlroUGiihx8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpCR-mvzCNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tpCR-mvzCNs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7cxEThPNtlQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7cxEThPNtlQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIoBCgRC7Uo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIoBCgRC7Uo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ see the cross with Jesus on the picture taken 31million light years away, which seems to be in the shape of an eye--middle of video}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shermaine and Titus are going East Timor for mission trip. I wanna go too! =( but mum sure wont let. And everyone is going overseas, I'm jealous haha.&lt;br /&gt;Movie tmr with cell, though I got family gathering but I seldom go out with them so I guess I should. But watching movie on Sunday is damn ex! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata, gotta go solve the riddles ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-4307118112567705946?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4307118112567705946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=4307118112567705946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4307118112567705946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/4307118112567705946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/indescribable-uncontainable-you-place.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2423481734073393141</id><published>2008-11-27T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:28:58.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;205 chalet was quite fun, other than the fact that someone spoilt the mood of others. And thank God my mum let me stay for a night. Though the chalet was smaller than last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;First day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met at pasir ris before going to aloha loyang. Waited for mr benny ng to come so that we could check in. After that, some girls helped to prepare/store the food while the rest went to the pool to play. It was fun, especially with zhipeng trying to scare the smaller girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailun's mum prepared dinner for us {fried rice and beehoon} then we started talking about memorable things and gossiped. It was totally fun and I laughed like crazy kay. Night cycling round the whole park and supper. Went back to rest then the guys continued to cycle to changi village for supper again. Their butts became sore and many complains haha. Jessica, jiayu, yuan, ferny and fangyu went kbox. Majority of us didnt sleep 'cause someone was in the girl's room and no one dared to go in=/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the early morning at the poolside talking and went for breakfast at mac. Chaohsien was the sole survivor of not sleeping. Others slept abit {I slept for 2hours} and and and jerome was stung by a bee! poor thing haha. Checked out of the chalet and checked in to another one. Lunch at E'hub, grocery shopping blahblahblah. SWIMMING! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls, except jiayu and ferny, went swimming with our clothes and it was funn! Though it was raining and we had to go in and out of the pool. I wonder when is the next time we could do that again haha. BBQ was okay but I was quite sian the whole time. &amp;amp; it's good to see everyone helping with bbq b'cause the fire was not hot enough to cook the food. some went to the kitchen to fry chicken wings, steam stingray, sotong etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohohoh and Jerry, our sec2 ndp AI came. He rmbs my name! :D I always thought he would forget haha. Thanks for the 2 tubs of ben&amp;amp;jerry and 2tubs of haagen-dazs :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that watched tv and parents came while the rest of the girls went swimming again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS52NXJBhqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xpLt3-w-jEM/s1600-h/formal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273282185619670690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS52NXJBhqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xpLt3-w-jEM/s320/formal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS52NX04H2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/RJ_hnUgU8W0/s1600-h/funshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273282185803603810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS52NX04H2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/RJ_hnUgU8W0/s320/funshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2423481734073393141?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2423481734073393141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2423481734073393141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2423481734073393141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2423481734073393141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/205-chalet-was-quite-fun-other-than.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS52NXJBhqI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xpLt3-w-jEM/s72-c/formal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-8922860132853491987</id><published>2008-11-27T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:09:26.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After 4 years in Nanhua, surely there'd be unwillingness to part but I guess that's the end of secondary life. Thanks 403 for the memories, laughters etc. Looking at the class video for the second time makes me feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5d61HQt7I/AAAAAAAAATk/xirZ_FoxR_U/s1600-h/403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273255478968760242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5d61HQt7I/AAAAAAAAATk/xirZ_FoxR_U/s320/403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cxB7IQBI/AAAAAAAAATc/MOiKBMJxkRk/s1600-h/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273254211097214994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cxB7IQBI/AAAAAAAAATc/MOiKBMJxkRk/s320/43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cwgddgvI/AAAAAAAAATU/N5lTdfypeOo/s1600-h/class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273254202114409202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cwgddgvI/AAAAAAAAATU/N5lTdfypeOo/s320/class.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273254199259391730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cwV0xZvI/AAAAAAAAATM/oOn-QFE-2DM/s320/pandian.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR PANDIAN! He's like soooo cute lah haha. I 'll always rmb him saying me talling than a mountain after that physics test { my answer for the height of a mountain is shorter than me=/} haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273254200793406594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cwbignII/AAAAAAAAATE/x4PQGv3rHeA/s320/meyuan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273255478236722450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5d6yYutRI/AAAAAAAAATs/n4AdVECtVIM/s320/most+glamorous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUAN! best friend for 4 years:D thanks for always being there for me! and exchanging secrets bout *ahem* haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273253440802496722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cEMWjoNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FgoyE51o8eQ/s320/me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273253433986625458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cDy9hr7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/eqi-JKRLuls/s320/talent.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; 403 awards;  seriously I'm not talented! hahaha and most artistic should go to weiliat instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cDyLE_kI/AAAAAAAAASs/nlxK8zCj0uI/s1600-h/dine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273253433775029826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5cDyLE_kI/AAAAAAAAASs/nlxK8zCj0uI/s320/dine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-8922860132853491987?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8922860132853491987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=8922860132853491987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8922860132853491987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/8922860132853491987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-4-years-in-nanhua-surely-thered.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SS5d61HQt7I/AAAAAAAAATk/xirZ_FoxR_U/s72-c/403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-7106029600180022482</id><published>2008-11-25T01:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:45:57.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PROM'NITE PHOTOS {more after 205 chalet}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom was okay, most of the time was photo-taking haha. even during dinner, you can see empty tables everywhere. Guess the waiters were quite frustrated haha. Food wasnt that fantastic, and prom king and queen was a disappointment. &lt;em&gt;Oh and &lt;strong&gt;thanks amanda for the class video:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the end of secondary life, which is freaking fast okay. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSruoglYNWI/AAAAAAAAASc/u4CyLJZDomA/s1600-h/P1040382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272288693499475298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSruoglYNWI/AAAAAAAAASc/u4CyLJZDomA/s320/P1040382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiejing, yuan, me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSruoBcEyOI/AAAAAAAAASU/bK9YPRqRdcY/s1600-h/P1040380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272288685138954466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSruoBcEyOI/AAAAAAAAASU/bK9YPRqRdcY/s320/P1040380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, yanchng, sharm {i like this}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272288679577952514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrunsuOoQI/AAAAAAAAASM/FVoHlwQPRiU/s320/P1040376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kendric wore until super formal, like businessman haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272288666358113602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrum7eX5UI/AAAAAAAAASE/hI_CDmvncSc/s320/P1040372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and cherngyew {i like this pic too}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtdSyWeWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/uVbShFyf7kU/s1600-h/P1040358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272287401305602402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtdSyWeWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/uVbShFyf7kU/s320/P1040358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtdI-RDYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7ecm-2G4YJE/s1600-h/P1040357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272287398671224194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtdI-RDYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7ecm-2G4YJE/s320/P1040357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahna! haha alethea! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272287392302863714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtcxP7lWI/AAAAAAAAARs/RT2NN1tR2kk/s320/P1040364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272287384555445106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrtcUYzW3I/AAAAAAAAARk/1Rb14_yenqA/s320/P1040363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayu x3! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272286461940476466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrsmnYQKjI/AAAAAAAAARc/fCbM44ElsdQ/s320/P1040347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272290753689469602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrwgbY8wqI/AAAAAAAAASk/42h1pW8kiRo/s320/P1040348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for royce chocos! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272286456309680850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrsmSZxCtI/AAAAAAAAARU/KiycHdyiwGU/s320/P1040343.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honeydewwww! I miss mr chee haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272286452751871698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrsmFJhLtI/AAAAAAAAARM/_JeZog7eO1g/s320/P1040342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sharm,me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272286448866262018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrsl2rHfAI/AAAAAAAAARE/RlWnRsYHXIg/s320/P1040340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-claimed hottie yunlum, me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we were taking photos, she said "aye, pretty people should stand in front" and we were both in front haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272285360776003970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrrmhOLwYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Wjnfroz6XkQ/s320/P1040337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanchng! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7106029600180022482?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7106029600180022482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7106029600180022482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7106029600180022482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7106029600180022482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/promnite-photos-more-after-205-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSruoglYNWI/AAAAAAAAASc/u4CyLJZDomA/s72-c/P1040382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-6362761756637024039</id><published>2008-11-25T00:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:47:56.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrjxhyNPyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SoSiasVoLcQ/s1600-h/P1040365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272276753812635426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrjxhyNPyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SoSiasVoLcQ/s320/P1040365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;403 photo! omggosh, both me and kueirong's eyes are closed-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272274753525166162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrh9GIgsFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/l3SQSgNCaSw/s320/P1040360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mrs siew/mdm ong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272274749375644754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrh82rMBFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IoMOZJk_kxg/s320/P1040356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, mr foo, yanchng, vivian :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272274241965530290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrhfUbMHLI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Be9JkA9slT4/s320/P1040367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272274245274967650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrhfgwOHmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/eC9F8AoJVFY/s320/P1040369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ms lim! haha totally funny kay b'cause I kept laughing and kept retaking picture until she was pissed. but she said she don't mind as long as can be top scorer then this picture is valuabe BUT PLEASE I WONT BE TOP SCORER LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273298626545122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrgoaNpheI/AAAAAAAAAP8/LXQk9TVjLRs/s320/P1040399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and ms saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272273287885796082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrgnyM2svI/AAAAAAAAAP0/B9DJV0h2U2w/s320/P1040345.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and ms loy! :D { mr nicholas liew say we look alike, but we don't!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272270429618509890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSreBaU1GEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iC2bP9cj9eU/s320/P1040321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272270426508330082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSreBOvThGI/AAAAAAAAAPk/K2-1Z7GXYo8/s320/P1040330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272269530402066290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrdNEe7D3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/-Md3IAt0qNc/s320/P1040400.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prom king wannabee, me. {seriously, he should be prom king lah!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272269523403009218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrdMqaN7MI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1UXdZaOZLfg/s320/P1040308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and prom queen wannabee { huirong is like a model, pretty!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6362761756637024039?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6362761756637024039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6362761756637024039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6362761756637024039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6362761756637024039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/promnite-photos-only-afew-will-post.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSrjxhyNPyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/SoSiasVoLcQ/s72-c/P1040365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-877837050636016373</id><published>2008-11-24T09:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:29:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt; Last day of school:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoFEO7UdAI/AAAAAAAAANM/s4gwn2El-t4/s1600-h/P1040193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031884075103234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoFEO7UdAI/AAAAAAAAANM/s4gwn2El-t4/s320/P1040193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSAI SILI! Haha love you man! :D Don't worry 'bout your family kay, and study hard! raffles town club soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoFEgu-sBI/AAAAAAAAANU/VLAOCbj5FFw/s1600-h/P1040195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031888855183378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoFEgu-sBI/AAAAAAAAANU/VLAOCbj5FFw/s320/P1040195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MS LOY! omggosh my eyes are small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoISPmnQTI/AAAAAAAAANs/SVme1xpjGkk/s1600-h/P1040212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035423309742386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoISPmnQTI/AAAAAAAAANs/SVme1xpjGkk/s320/P1040212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, yanchng, sharm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoIR_iFMrI/AAAAAAAAANk/NLTPsr9bYCk/s1600-h/P1040204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035418995765938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoIR_iFMrI/AAAAAAAAANk/NLTPsr9bYCk/s320/P1040204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLASSCHAIR! haha. {making fun of her hair}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoIRoNEzvI/AAAAAAAAANc/UACw6NSwp5U/s1600-h/P1040202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272035412733644530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoIRoNEzvI/AAAAAAAAANc/UACw6NSwp5U/s320/P1040202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, yuan, yuhao (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKHJ6bk-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/_A683Kmj9ic/s1600-h/P1040216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037431826944994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKHJ6bk-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/_A683Kmj9ic/s320/P1040216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and yanchng! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKHj9PVwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/WKpOR69mqIM/s1600-h/P1040219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037438818047746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKHj9PVwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/WKpOR69mqIM/s320/P1040219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mission failed! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKH8AVn_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/KUA_GFvplj0/s1600-h/P1040220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272037445273493490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoKH8AVn_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/KUA_GFvplj0/s320/P1040220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMS1-uYII/AAAAAAAAAOM/llNFYvkEBy4/s1600-h/P1040221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272039831657930882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMS1-uYII/AAAAAAAAAOM/llNFYvkEBy4/s320/P1040221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMTK6bX3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/WmT0JWJrAR0/s1600-h/P1040222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272039837277052786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMTK6bX3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/WmT0JWJrAR0/s320/P1040222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMTuBQfaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/39BsDesaLuo/s1600-h/P1040224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272039846700940706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoMTuBQfaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/39BsDesaLuo/s320/P1040224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cherngyew has been bugging me for this photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNUpR-4GI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IoI7He73q7s/s1600-h/P1040228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272040962120409186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNUpR-4GI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IoI7He73q7s/s320/P1040228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;self-claimed sexy yunlum, me, sean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNVbluemI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VTPGKMlEHQo/s1600-h/P1040229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272040975624993378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNVbluemI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VTPGKMlEHQo/s320/P1040229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yuan, vivian, zhengyang, kueirong, me :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNVieGTWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mTl0AQyCh4c/s1600-h/P1040235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272040977472048482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoNVieGTWI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mTl0AQyCh4c/s320/P1040235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omggosh prom tonight. more photoss :D haha. I don't know why I'm abit scared =/ Definitely, I'd cry tonight;  I think. haha. And there's chalet from 24-27nov. haha which is today too. gotta pack chalet stuff after prom or tomorrow morning. ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-877837050636016373?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/877837050636016373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=877837050636016373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/877837050636016373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/877837050636016373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-day-of-school-tsai-sili-haha-love.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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/_EUg_EdvMmgg/SSoFEO7UdAI/AAAAAAAAANM/s4gwn2El-t4/s72-c/P1040193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36947211.post-7797828614610466295</id><published>2008-11-21T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:52:48.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGOSHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;WALAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a letter for edusave merit bursary but but but I can't apply D:&lt;br /&gt;NO MONEYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. eagles? hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-7797828614610466295?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7797828614610466295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=7797828614610466295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7797828614610466295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/7797828614610466295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/omggggggoshhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-6438960153294714297</id><published>2008-11-21T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:19:40.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; You didn't know my heart all these years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabletennis with 205 people was fun, at least they learnt how to serve. And Presley said I improved :D but I doubt so=/ I didnt play for donkey yearssss. It was funny because when I was playing with him, he used his head to hit the pingpong ball and this uncle saw, and started asking him to play with the other folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at sumo then went to grandma house to bathe. Met jiayu and ferny at westmall to shop awhile. Stayed overnight at granny place and yay! auntie painted my nails and helped me do alot of things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I don't know why I'm in a bad mood recently. whyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh and my brother came back from army lol funny! he didnt bathe for 3 days, didnt shit for 4 days. grosssssss. but but but sad thing is he is still sick, bout 2weeks plus already. Prayers people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, byebye. { transition to JPI cells tmr D: }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-6438960153294714297?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6438960153294714297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=6438960153294714297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6438960153294714297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/6438960153294714297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-didnt-know-my-heart-all-these-years.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-812085336147901624</id><published>2008-11-19T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:18:58.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; It'll never be like before again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Plaza Sing with sili and alethea was funny :D I couldnt help laughing at sili sitting in the cab for 50min listening to the cabbie talking and going round in circles even with the gprs on. haha and her taxi fare came up to 23bucks but nice cabbie only charged her $7.50 cause it was his fault since he didnt know the way haha. Had lunch at crysal jade and laughed like some crazy people, just out of imh. Seriously, I think everyone was staring haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a blouse, its nice! :D walked around then went for dessert at gelare. Omggosh ice-cream waffle is superb! Tuesday special: all waffles on half price! I freaking spent about/or more than 20bucks for food today! =/ fatssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went faceshop and bought a bottle of nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;Picked mum from school and went Ikea for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SO LOVE MY MUMMY! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought me a bag which I liked. Though it was because I told her I liked that bag but at least she was willing to pay for it. She spent alot on me this month=/ contacts, phone, bag. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I seriously need to go exercise. Jogging tomorrow morning perhaps, then I shall consider whether or not to go far east with yuan. Eyes are pain/dry/tired after a day of contacts, so tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-812085336147901624?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/812085336147901624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=812085336147901624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/812085336147901624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/812085336147901624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/itll-never-be-like-before-again.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2435316914559411157</id><published>2008-11-17T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:36:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH, I SO LOVE LOO JIAYU!&lt;em&gt; ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thanks girl for being with me when I lost my phone and helping me ask people to send me contacts through mails so that I'd have an easier job. Though you were wearing heels yesterday, you walked with me around vivo to look for my parents and comfort me. Sorry if my parents blamed you haha! ohoh and the sonic edge album tracks :D Thankfully I've got you, if not I won't be able to find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a longgggg day today. Prawning (though I slacked the most), swimming (&amp;amp; now my skin is screwed) and fabulous dinner at auntie's house :D I'm tired, tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2435316914559411157?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2435316914559411157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2435316914559411157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2435316914559411157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2435316914559411157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/omgosh-i-so-love-loo-jiayu-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</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-36947211.post-2376813342681995673</id><published>2008-11-15T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:57:13.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FREAKING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNLUCKY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHITZZZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PLEASE DO NOT CONTACT ME UNTIL MONDAY OR TUESDAY AS MY PHONE HAS BEEN STOLEN BY SOME IDIOTIC PERSON AT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;VIVO. (number is still the same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking pissed okay. Hopefully my phone spoils in his/her hands or drop inside the toilet bowl. MY CYBERSHOT PHONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! D:&lt;br /&gt;Although the joystick is screwed and sometimes a few buttons, still, it's one of the best phone okay. It's user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very bad/guilty. My parents supposedly went to vivo to shop while Jiayu and I were alone shopping but they only had teabreak and went to 2 shops. They thought they would not see me till after church but to their amazement I called them and broke the news of my stolen handphone. I cried badly okay, with swollen eyes walking round vivo looking for them, unglam. Terminated my SIM card. They scolded me for being careless, but WHY AM I ALWAYS SO UNLUCKY! The other time was at bugis where there was an attempted pickpocket/ slashing of my bag, luckily nothing was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought sony ericsson w595 but I don't really like it. I STILL WANT MY CYBERSHOT PHONE BUT THEY SAY IT'S OBSOLETE ALREADY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; People, please tell me your handphone numbers again, sorry! when I'm online or something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36947211-2376813342681995673?l=your-embrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2376813342681995673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36947211&amp;postID=2376813342681995673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2376813342681995673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36947211/posts/default/2376813342681995673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-embrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-freaking-unlucky-shitzzz-can.html' title=''/><author><name>;qiianyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15334513010116027845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
