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D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i shall not talk abt tt.&lt;br /&gt;It's pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;Based on my results, i feel kinda&lt;br /&gt;bad always on the comp and like&lt;br /&gt;enjoying myself.&lt;br /&gt;Should i be studying instead?&lt;br /&gt;That does seem like the better&lt;br /&gt;thing to do but its like aft the&lt;br /&gt;exams and who would feel like&lt;br /&gt;studying nw?!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i've already watched the 24th&lt;br /&gt;episode of GG!&lt;br /&gt;I so cant w8 for ep 25 which is the&lt;br /&gt;season finale!&lt;br /&gt;Will Chuck and Blair get together?&lt;br /&gt;(EWWW!)&lt;br /&gt;Will Serena and Dan get back together&lt;br /&gt;again? (They look so CUTEEE together!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, these qns will be answered tmr,&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;I cant w8 to watch it! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, just so u noe, im only talking&lt;br /&gt;bout Gossip girl cuz i have nothing&lt;br /&gt;better to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, thats how boring my life is&lt;br /&gt;right nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the saddest thing happened,&lt;br /&gt;I got rejected to NJC. ):&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, it's just my MYE results&lt;br /&gt;tt matter nw.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my overall percentage is still&lt;br /&gt;good! (:&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;— 2 Corinthians 5:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I wished a young friend “happy birthday” and asked him how it felt to be a year older. His playful response? “Well, I guess it’s better than the alternative!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed together, but I later stopped to think—is it really? Don’t misunderstand me. I’m happy to live as long as the Lord allows me to live and to watch my kids and grandkids grow and experience life. I’m not excited about the inevitability of death. But as a believer, the alternative to getting older is heaven—and that’s not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 Corinthians 5, Paul talks about the reality of living with the aches and pains of our physical bodies, our “tents” of flesh. But we should not live in despair about aging. In fact, the apostle calls us to just the opposite. He wrote, “We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord” (v.8). Confident! Pleased! Why? Because our alternative to earthly life is that we will be present with the Lord—forever! The heavenly perspective of what awaits us can give us confidence for living now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know Christ, His promise can give you what the hymnwriter called, “Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow.” What a great alternative!  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s gone “to prepare a place for you,”&lt;br /&gt;That where He is, “there you may be.”&lt;br /&gt;Our death is not the end of life—&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be with Christ eternally! &lt;br /&gt;— Hess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is gain because it means heaven, holiness, and Him!&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3332073719320551683?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3332073719320551683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3332073719320551683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3332073719320551683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3332073719320551683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-everyone-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6480826661313392500</id><published>2009-05-17T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:37:41.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess u guys must be&lt;br /&gt;wondering is this a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;Am i FINALLY posting again?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;As u guys may have noticed,&lt;br /&gt;the last time i posted was at&lt;br /&gt;20 April.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so the last time i posted&lt;br /&gt;was abt a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;How great is tt.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, ALOT have been going on since&lt;br /&gt;the period i've been MIA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me just take some time to&lt;br /&gt;tell u guys more bout wad's been going&lt;br /&gt;on in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;(this might be kinda long)&lt;br /&gt;So the biggest news ever - &lt;br /&gt;MYE is OVER! &lt;br /&gt;WEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;So it was tue when we had our last paper&lt;br /&gt;which was math and me, flo, kajal, jia yi,&lt;br /&gt;ash, andrea and fel decided to go Vivo&lt;br /&gt;to have fun aft tt long period&lt;br /&gt;of studying.&lt;br /&gt;Me, kajal, ash, jia yi and andrea went to&lt;br /&gt;watch 17 again while flo and fel went &lt;br /&gt;to watch X men/star trek instead cuz they've&lt;br /&gt;already seen 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, 17 again is like SUPER funny!&lt;br /&gt;We practically laughed our heads off.&lt;br /&gt;It was great.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, as u guys may have heard,&lt;br /&gt;we got back our results!&lt;br /&gt;Well not everything, just eng and sci sect A.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna tell everyone how much i got&lt;br /&gt;though, so i guess u guys would just&lt;br /&gt;have to try figure it out for urselves.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I had the most fun ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Ash, Jia yi and flo came to my hse and swam!&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Except for Flo cuz she only stayed like for&lt;br /&gt;40mins?!&lt;br /&gt;At around 1pm, Jia yi and Ash reached tiong&lt;br /&gt;MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch them and walked to my hse.&lt;br /&gt;We changed into our swimming costumes &lt;br /&gt;1st and put on sun screen, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Aft which, got down to the big pool and&lt;br /&gt;swam.&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell u, Jia yi has like super &lt;br /&gt;powers or something.&lt;br /&gt;She kept swimming lap aft lap aft lap and&lt;br /&gt;she swims like super fast, k???&lt;br /&gt;I am really shocked how she could do&lt;br /&gt;it. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;We then went down to the jacuzzi and soaked&lt;br /&gt;in there for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Then we took pics and ok, the pics r so&lt;br /&gt;embarrasing!&lt;br /&gt;We were like posing and posing.&lt;br /&gt;So then we went on the slide and took&lt;br /&gt;turns taking pics for one another.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so then like flo suddenly called aft&lt;br /&gt;1 hr and told us she was at my hse already.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad, we had to run downstairs to&lt;br /&gt;the carpark in our swimming costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine seeing 3 girls in their swimming&lt;br /&gt;costumes running down to the carpark, &lt;br /&gt;soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, tt was how stupid we looked.&lt;br /&gt;So then we went to the steaming room&lt;br /&gt;and it was like so freaking hot!!&lt;br /&gt;There was so much of steam everywhere&lt;br /&gt;and we then took more pics in the &lt;br /&gt;steaming room.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then all of us went up to the&lt;br /&gt;big pool and took even more pics.&lt;br /&gt;But, thanks to my brilliant phone,&lt;br /&gt;the pics we took at the big pool&lt;br /&gt;were somehoe gone and we couldnt find &lt;br /&gt;it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing was, those were the nice &lt;br /&gt;pics! D:&lt;br /&gt;Im so pissed with my phone right nw.&lt;br /&gt;But anw, i still had the greatest time&lt;br /&gt;ysd! We had so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope we can do tt again sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;But before i go, i wanna thank Ash and&lt;br /&gt;Huishi for the only 2 ppl who come to&lt;br /&gt;tag at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Thx guys, u rock. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i changed my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs. &lt;br /&gt;— Colossians 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a suburb of Nairobi, Kenya, a group of international refugees has been singing songs that they hope will wake up their homeland. According to the BBC, the group Waayah Cusub has been enjoying extensive airplay on radio stations and television channels by using bold lyrics to address social issues. One of the musicians says, “We are not happy with what is happening back home; in fact we have recorded a thought-provoking song that we hope will bring our leaders back to their senses.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before Waayah Cusub began using songs to call for an end to social pain and violence, God taught Moses to use music in a bold and provocative way. Knowing that His people’s sinful inclinations would distract them when they began to enjoy the prosperity of the Promised Land (Deut. 31:21), God told Moses to teach them the song of chapter 32. It is a shocking song of warning, designed to get the attention of those who would forget God and fill their lives with trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could our wise and loving God be repeating that strategy with us? Is there a psalm, a hymn, or a spiritual song that is calling us back to His faithfulness and amazing grace? What song might He be using to get under the radar of our natural defenses and renew our hearts today?  &lt;br /&gt;— Mart De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, Thou fount of every blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;&lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,&lt;br /&gt;Call for songs of loudest praise. &lt;br /&gt;— Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where words fail, music speaks. &lt;br /&gt;— Hans Christian Andersen&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6480826661313392500?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6480826661313392500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6480826661313392500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6480826661313392500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6480826661313392500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-everyone-ok-i-guess-u-guys-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3668326025444533950</id><published>2009-04-20T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:48:07.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JIAYI and KAJAL were here.&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has been AGES seen i've &lt;br /&gt;last posted and this time, i mean&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, im just gonna tell u guys.&lt;br /&gt;Im going on exam break so i wont&lt;br /&gt;be posting often frm nw on.&lt;br /&gt;Well, so supposed to be going to&lt;br /&gt;the NJC open hse today but too&lt;br /&gt;bad i have tuition so yea.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;And yea, believe it or not, eng&lt;br /&gt;MYE in 9 days time!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, So yea BYEEEEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blotted out, like a thick cloud, your transgressions. &lt;br /&gt;— Isaiah 44:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is memory? What is this faculty that enables us to recall past feelings, sights, sounds, and experiences? By what process are events recorded, stored, and preserved in our brain to be brought back again and again? Much is still mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do know that memories can be blessings—full of comfort, assurance, and joy. Old age can be happy and satisfying if we have stored up memories of purity, faith, fellowship, and love. If a saint looks back on a life of Christian service and remembers the faithfulness of Him who promised: “I will never leave you nor forsake you” (Heb. 13:5), his or her sunset years can be the sweetest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But memory can also be a curse and a tormentor. Many people as they approach the end of life would give all they possess to erase from their minds the past sins that haunt them. What can a person do who is plagued by such remembrances? Just one thing. He can take them to the One who is able to forgive them and blot them out forever. He’s the One who said, “Their sins and their lawless deeds I will remember no more” (Heb. 10:17).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be able to forget your past. But the Lord offers to blot out, “like a thick cloud, your transgressions” (Isa. 44:22).  &lt;br /&gt;— M.R. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep remorse that’s in the soul&lt;br /&gt;No human eye may trace;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus sees the broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;And can its woes erase. &lt;br /&gt;— Bosch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best eraser is honest confession to God.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3668326025444533950?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3668326025444533950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3668326025444533950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3668326025444533950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3668326025444533950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/jiayi-and-kajal-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3387082400780344626</id><published>2009-03-29T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:30:33.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 quizzes since my life is so dead boring. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and tag me soon, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the month you were born in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan - I cuddled with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb - I killed&lt;br /&gt;Mar - I ran shirtless with&lt;br /&gt;Apr - I raped&lt;br /&gt;May - I killed&lt;br /&gt;Jun - I banged&lt;br /&gt;Jul - I needed&lt;br /&gt;Aug - I ran naked with&lt;br /&gt;Sept - I stabbed&lt;br /&gt;Oct - I ate out&lt;br /&gt;Nov - I slept with&lt;br /&gt;Dec - I smoked with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;01 - the kool-aid man&lt;br /&gt;02 - a horse&lt;br /&gt;03 - a pornstar&lt;br /&gt;04 - a toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;05 - Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;06 - a bag of weed&lt;br /&gt;07 - a prostitute&lt;br /&gt;08 - a jew&lt;br /&gt;09 - a ninja&lt;br /&gt;10 - a homo&lt;br /&gt;11 - Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;12 - the trojan man&lt;br /&gt;13 - a whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 - a cat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 - a pickle&lt;br /&gt;16 - a glass of milk&lt;br /&gt;17 - a bisexual&lt;br /&gt;18 - Your Mom&lt;br /&gt;19 - an orange&lt;br /&gt;20 - a crackhead&lt;br /&gt;21 - a bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;22 - an easter egg&lt;br /&gt;23 - my ex&lt;br /&gt;24 - a condom&lt;br /&gt;25 - a jar of honey&lt;br /&gt;26 - a lesbian&lt;br /&gt;27 - a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;28 - a french fry&lt;br /&gt;29 - your dealer&lt;br /&gt;30 - a stripper&lt;br /&gt;31 - Your grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the colour of the top your wearing now:&lt;br /&gt;White - Because thats how i roll&lt;br /&gt;Black - because im sexy as hell&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Because the lil people told me to&lt;br /&gt;Red - because I have AMAZING boobs&lt;br /&gt;Blue - because I'm a pimp and you're jealous&lt;br /&gt;Polka Dots - because I hate my life&lt;br /&gt;Purple - because I'm gay&lt;br /&gt;Gray - because I love marijuana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other - because I have double D's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green - because I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Orange - because I smoke crack&lt;br /&gt;Turqoise - because I have a noodle in my nose&lt;br /&gt;Brown - because i had to&lt;br /&gt;Shirtless - because I've got abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means: &lt;br /&gt;I cuddled with a cat because I have double D's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another awesome quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you do it: Dear (someone you recently talked to), I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that (10) and (11). (12), Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’m joining the Convent&lt;br /&gt;Black -Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Green- Our socks don't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you&lt;br /&gt;Other -I dislike your eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July – When I saw the purple monkey&lt;br /&gt;August - When you smacked my ass&lt;br /&gt;September - Last year when you peed your pants&lt;br /&gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;br /&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;Chicken- In your car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lasagna - In your closet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In a clown suit&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;br /&gt;Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Red - Put whipped cream on&lt;br /&gt;Black - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - bit of&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White - My father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest&lt;br /&gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;br /&gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;br /&gt;\Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd&lt;br /&gt;Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;br /&gt;Other --The elephant in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Senile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heroes- Frostbitten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons- Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Open&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;Annat -shamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;br /&gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White - Your toe ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;br /&gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your car&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbors dog&lt;br /&gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your glass eye&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X – Your sucide note&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;br /&gt;E/F -Never will forget that night&lt;br /&gt;G/H – Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K/L - Hate your cooking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z – am better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;br /&gt;Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;br /&gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;br /&gt;Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change&lt;br /&gt;France - Love always&lt;br /&gt;Spain - With tears of sadness&lt;br /&gt;China – You make me sick&lt;br /&gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;br /&gt;England - Go drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kajal,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, Im selling myself for candy. I think I realized it that night you picked your nose in the closet and I saw you carve your initials onto my father. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand that your driving sucks. I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your collection of butterflies as a memory. You should also know that I Hate your cooking and I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon.&lt;br /&gt;Greetings to your frog Leonard,&lt;br /&gt;Sarita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor.&lt;br /&gt;— 2 Corinthians 8:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice of tipping is commonly accepted in many countries. But I wonder: Has this courtesy influenced our attitude toward giving money to the church? Many Christians regard their financial giving as little more than a goodwill gesture to God for the service He has rendered us. They think that as long as they have given their tithe to God, the rest is theirs to handle as they please. But the Christian life is about so much more than money! The Bible tells us that our Creator owns “the cattle on a thousand hills” (Ps. 50:10). “The world is Mine,” God says, “and all its fullness” (v.12). Everything comes from Him, and everything we have belongs to Him. God has not only given us every material thing we have, He has also given us His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, who provides our very salvation. Paul used the Macedonian Christians as an illustration of what our giving should look like in the light of God’s incredible generosity toward us. The Macedonians, who were in “deep poverty,” gave with “liberality” (2 Cor. 8:2). But “they first gave themselves to the Lord” (v.5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God the Creator of the universe does not need anything from us. He doesn’t want a tip. He wants us!&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="C. P. Hia" href="http://www.rbc.org/authorDetail.aspx?id=53384"&gt;C. P. Hia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee,Repaid a thousand-fold will be;Then gladly will we give to Thee,Who givest all—who givest all.&lt;br /&gt;— C. Wordsworth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you give, you can’t outgive God.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3387082400780344626?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3387082400780344626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3387082400780344626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3387082400780344626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3387082400780344626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people-here-are-2-quizzes-since-my_29.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5894053036827707546</id><published>2009-03-27T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:50:40.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe, i havent posted for practically&lt;br /&gt;like a million yrs even though its&lt;br /&gt;impossible since im only 14. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anw, this week has really really&lt;br /&gt;been a busy week for all of us cuz like&lt;br /&gt;there were so many projects and tests&lt;br /&gt;and everything, namely:&lt;br /&gt;1) IC drama skit &lt;em&gt;(which was today, btw)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) LCEP comic strip &lt;em&gt;(was to be handed up by today at 5)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Art storyboard &lt;em&gt;(was rushing through it 2 nights before)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)History test &lt;em&gt;(today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Study yan yu&lt;br /&gt;6) IC eng presentation &lt;em&gt;(today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to add more to the load, we still&lt;br /&gt;have like quite alot of homework. D:&lt;br /&gt;So yes, i was really busy.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, lets talk abt today since there's quite&lt;br /&gt;alot to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so like last night, we were like all&lt;br /&gt;rushing to print out the scripts.&lt;br /&gt;Mun Yun, who was initially supposed to print&lt;br /&gt;6 scripts, realised that her printer is&lt;br /&gt;jammed and was only able to print 2.&lt;br /&gt;So i had to print 1 more script and had to&lt;br /&gt;call Isabella that she had to print 3 more scripts.&lt;br /&gt;I was also rushing to draw the photogragh for&lt;br /&gt;the skit today and found that i didnt have&lt;br /&gt;enough time so just decided to do it at sch.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i was then like making my way to sch&lt;br /&gt;today with a huge bag full of props with one&lt;br /&gt;hand and the laptop in the other.&lt;br /&gt;And BOTH my hands were really aching.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired! D:&lt;br /&gt;Well so we had mass run today which all of us&lt;br /&gt;were like hoping it was cancelled but&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to run with Jia yi cuz she is&lt;br /&gt;always like running so fast and like when&lt;br /&gt;you run with her, u feel like running fast too.&lt;br /&gt;So then like both of us were like the 2 fastest&lt;br /&gt;runners in like the whole sch during the run.&lt;br /&gt;Except for this one other girl which i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;She was infront of us and she was fast.&lt;br /&gt;We were like super tired when it ended.&lt;br /&gt;My face was all red man.&lt;br /&gt;Then like aft awhile, Ash came and we decided&lt;br /&gt;to do push-ups. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe you must be thinking, how do we&lt;br /&gt;get all tt energy from?&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you, its nothing compared&lt;br /&gt;to Jia yi. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so then aft tt we had PE right away and me&lt;br /&gt;and Ash were like the last ones to go to the&lt;br /&gt;parade sq.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was kinda pissed at us i think.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry u guys. ):&lt;br /&gt;So then Mrs Yeoh said that we had to run our&lt;br /&gt;2.4 since NAFA &lt;em&gt;(right spelling?) &lt;/em&gt;is next week.&lt;br /&gt;We were like all so bummed out man.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz like we just came back frm the 1.6 run&lt;br /&gt;and nw this?!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i was practically dying for the whole&lt;br /&gt;run.&lt;br /&gt;My face was SUPER red when i finished.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was like i washed my face with&lt;br /&gt;blood or something.&lt;br /&gt;So i came in 4th anw.&lt;br /&gt;I deproved by 2 places compared to last yr.&lt;br /&gt;How sad, lets just hope tt by some miracle,&lt;br /&gt;i would be able to improve.&lt;br /&gt;But im so not gonna go practice for my&lt;br /&gt;2.4 on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Im not tt free. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so lets just skip all the boring parts&lt;br /&gt;till the Drama lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today it was our very last session &lt;em&gt;(YAY!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we were supposed to act out our skits&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;So guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;We were so lucky tt my grp got to go perform&lt;br /&gt;first.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tt just awesome?&lt;br /&gt;So anw, we were all like so shocked and&lt;br /&gt;suddenly got all nervous and everything cuz&lt;br /&gt;like who thought tt we would be the very 1st&lt;br /&gt;ones?!&lt;br /&gt;So then like throughout the whole skit,&lt;br /&gt;everything got kinda messy and like i laughed&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot. D:&lt;br /&gt;That was so not part of the plan.&lt;br /&gt;But still, all of us still did pretty alright, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, in the end, Kajal's grp was the best grp&lt;br /&gt;and was then sent up to the PAT to perform.&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this was what happened during&lt;br /&gt;Debbie's performance:&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Hey, can i go out to get some fresh air?&lt;br /&gt;Debbie: But we have aircon right here!&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Only Centuars &lt;em&gt;(i think) &lt;/em&gt;have ears like this&lt;br /&gt;Debbie: What are you talking about? You have ears&lt;br /&gt;just like mine!&lt;br /&gt;Flo: But Gorgons&lt;em&gt; (which is Debbie)&lt;/em&gt; don't have ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it was so funny man!&lt;br /&gt;All of us laughed like crazy, it was so typical-debbie.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Anw, all of us still dunno who the best actress&lt;br /&gt;is but the runner-up was Andrianna.&lt;br /&gt;She was really good, she acted so well! :D&lt;br /&gt;So then aft the drama thing, all of us stayed till&lt;br /&gt;7pm for the sec 3 talk.&lt;br /&gt;My mum didnt come cuz she had to work.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the thing ended at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;It then took me like 15 mins to get a cab, k?&lt;br /&gt;So many ppl were flagging for cabs too.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;So then in the end, got hm around 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;Missed half of American Idol. ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but its ok.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, since thats all for nw, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;P.S The Sec 3 talk really made me more stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be doers of the Word.&lt;br /&gt;— James 1:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the students at a school in Florida—2,550 in total—were in trouble. A message system notified every parent that their child (or children) had detention that weekend for bad behavior. Many kids pleaded their innocence, yet some parents meted out punishment anyway. One mother, Amy, admitted that she yelled at her son and made sure he showed up for his detention on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;To the relief of 2,534 kids, and to the embarrassment of some parents, they discovered that the automated message was sent in error to the entire student body when only 16 kids actually deserved detention! Amy felt so bad about not listening to and believing her son that she took him out for breakfast that Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;We all have stories to tell about circumstances that have shown us our need to listen before we speak. We’re naturally tempted to come to quick judgments and react angrily. The book of James gives us these three practical exhortations to deal with life’s stressful situations: “Be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath” (James 1:19).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life’s stresses, let’s be “doers of the Word” (v.22), and take the time to listen and show restraint with our words and anger today. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Anne Cetas" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Anne-Cetas.aspx"&gt;Anne Cetas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A judgment made without the factsIs sure to be unfair,So always listen to both sides—You’ll find the answer there.&lt;br /&gt;— Branon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to understand, then speak with love.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy moments, praise God. Difficult moments, seek God. Quiet moments, worship God. Painful moments, trust God. Every moment, thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5894053036827707546?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5894053036827707546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5894053036827707546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5894053036827707546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5894053036827707546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people-yes-i-noe-i-havent-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8533556100864049373</id><published>2009-03-19T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:42:19.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, Im gonna try to post&lt;br /&gt;as much as i can. (:&lt;br /&gt;But well, i always say things like tt.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, u cant really take my word&lt;br /&gt;for it.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Went to tiong to have lunch at Ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;The ramen there is nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;So then took a cab to Great World.&lt;br /&gt;Had no choice but to watch Race to&lt;br /&gt;Witch Mountain again cuz my bro wanted&lt;br /&gt;to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, but it isnt as bad as u think it is.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt all bored and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast i had popcorn. ;D&lt;br /&gt;So then aft the movie, went to Zara 1st.&lt;br /&gt;There was this super nice T-shirt and&lt;br /&gt;it was $39.90 which is kinda alright for&lt;br /&gt;Zara standard but too bad didnt have much&lt;br /&gt;time so i couldnt buy it in the end. D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then went to Starbucks for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a tall Caramel Frappucino as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, today was very much&lt;br /&gt;like ysd - the caramel frappucino, the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so aft tt, went for dinner at the&lt;br /&gt;food court.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad? I had Pepper Lunch and ate&lt;br /&gt;exactly the same thing as ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? I dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the only diff was, my bro spilled&lt;br /&gt;the soup on my bag. D:&lt;br /&gt;I was like so pissed a him.&lt;br /&gt;But thank goodness it was only a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but yea, atleast i still enjoyed the&lt;br /&gt;food in the end.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt went home and turned on the TV&lt;br /&gt;to watch American Idol. (:&lt;br /&gt;Since i having nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna end here.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let each esteem others better than himself. Let each of you look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others.&lt;br /&gt;— Philippians 2:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Ray was a ray of joy on the University of North Carolina campus in Chapel Hill. He performed as Rameses (the school mascot) for 3 years, hauling his giant ram’s head costume to sporting events one day and children’s hospitals the next. Then, in March 2007, while with his team for a basketball tournament, Jason was struck by a car. His family watched and waited at the hospital, but the 21-year-old succumbed to his injuries and died.&lt;br /&gt;His story doesn’t end there, however. Jason had filed paperwork two years earlier to donate organs and tissue upon his death—and that act of concern saved the lives of four people and helped dozens of others. A young man in the prime of his life, with everything to live for, was concerned for the well-being of others and acted on that concern. Those individuals who were helped, as well as their families, are deeply grateful for this young man who thought of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason’s act echoes the heart of Paul’s words in Philippians 2, as he called believers to look beyond themselves and their own interests, and to look to the interests of others. A heart that turns outward to others will be a healthy heart indeed. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Bill Crowder" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Bill-Crowder.aspx"&gt;Bill Crowder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love thyself last. Look near, behold thy dutyTo those who walk beside thee down life’s road.Make glad their days by little acts of beautyAnd help them bear the burden of earth’s load.&lt;br /&gt;— Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to the needs of others honors Christ&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8533556100864049373?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8533556100864049373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8533556100864049373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8533556100864049373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8533556100864049373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people-ok-im-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7631230870724389452</id><published>2009-03-18T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:06:51.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im finally posting again.&lt;br /&gt;After like 10 million yrs i guess?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so anw so wad's up with my life&lt;br /&gt;recently?&lt;br /&gt;Well, even though this week is the&lt;br /&gt;March hols and everything, it's not&lt;br /&gt;all fun and leisure.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there was hw, secondly, there&lt;br /&gt;are projects and thirdly, we only have&lt;br /&gt;7 days.&lt;br /&gt;Like wad can we do in the tiny amt&lt;br /&gt;of days.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it was a month or something,&lt;br /&gt;yea, i would understand.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but i must admit, its still better&lt;br /&gt;than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so i shouldnt complain.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Oh so went out with Kajal, Ash, Flo&lt;br /&gt;and Fel today.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Met Kajal at tiong mrt at the platform.&lt;br /&gt;Then kajal was like coming out of the&lt;br /&gt;train then going back in again.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so u can imagine she looked kinda&lt;br /&gt;weird. Haha, ok, im just kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;Well, so when we were like a few stops&lt;br /&gt;away frm City hall (meeting point),&lt;br /&gt;Fel started calling and said tt they were&lt;br /&gt;already there and something else which&lt;br /&gt;i cant hear.&lt;br /&gt;So like when we got to City Hall, Ash, Fel&lt;br /&gt;and Flo werent there at all so we called&lt;br /&gt;them and it turns out they were at&lt;br /&gt;top shop.&lt;br /&gt;That was what Fel was trying to say&lt;br /&gt;just nw i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so later we went to Raffles Mall to&lt;br /&gt;have our lunch 1st at the Food court.&lt;br /&gt;I had pepper lunch express and it&lt;br /&gt;was YUMMY! (:&lt;br /&gt;We chatted and ate at the same time&lt;br /&gt;until we realised tt we were gonna be&lt;br /&gt;late for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;So all of us like quickly gobbled up&lt;br /&gt;our food.&lt;br /&gt;Then like aft tt all of us are like running&lt;br /&gt;to Marina Square and like we were all&lt;br /&gt;grabbing our stomachs cuz like all of&lt;br /&gt;us have stitches.&lt;br /&gt;And when we got to Marina Square, we&lt;br /&gt;didnt noe where the cinema was so i&lt;br /&gt;had to be the one who asked this&lt;br /&gt;random guy where it is.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so when we got there, we quicky&lt;br /&gt;bought our tickets, which was $7.50.&lt;br /&gt;I tot its supposed to be $6 since like&lt;br /&gt;its student price n its like a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;But then later Kajal told me its only&lt;br /&gt;$6 on tuesdays so yea.&lt;br /&gt;How sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;Had to waste like $1.50 more.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then we quickly had to rush to&lt;br /&gt;the cinema and didnt even have time&lt;br /&gt;for snacks.&lt;br /&gt;Only Fel an Flo went to buy pop corn&lt;br /&gt;and coke.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, in the end, we made it in time&lt;br /&gt;for the movie so thats gd.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, we watched Race to Witch Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the 1st part which was kinda&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then like since it was kinda boring,&lt;br /&gt;Kajal then got all restless and started&lt;br /&gt;acting all weird and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Not tt she's already so weird everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But she was &lt;em&gt;extra&lt;/em&gt; weird then.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, im just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but then like aft tt the movie got&lt;br /&gt;more interesting gradually and yes,&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed the movie.&lt;br /&gt;So then towards the end, Fel asked&lt;br /&gt;us whether we wanted pop corn then&lt;br /&gt;me and kajal were like "I want, I want!"&lt;br /&gt;So like we just grabbed a handfull of&lt;br /&gt;pop corn into our hands and started&lt;br /&gt;eating like barbarians.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we were like super messy.&lt;br /&gt;And Kajal claimed tt the guy behind&lt;br /&gt;her was laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i wouldnt be surprised. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Then aft the movie, we decided to go to&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kajal bought a tall Caramel Frappucino,&lt;br /&gt;Ash bought a Grande Caramel Frappucino&lt;br /&gt;and Flo bought a blueberry muffin.&lt;br /&gt;Fel just took a sip frm mine.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so while we were eating and drinking,&lt;br /&gt;We talked and stuff and played some&lt;br /&gt;staring game and truth &amp;amp; Dare.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then later aft we had nothing else to do,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i guess thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we didnt take any pics.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;But any how, it was fun today. :D&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk worthy of the calling with which you were called.&lt;br /&gt;— Ephesians 4:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese family name sets me apart from others with different family names. It also confers on me a family responsibility. I am a member of the Hia family. As a member of the family, I am expected to carry on the Hia line and uphold the honor of my ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;Believers who have been saved by the atoning blood of Jesus Christ have a spiritual family name. We are called “Christians.”&lt;br /&gt;In the New Testament, the name Christian was first given to the disciples in Antioch by those who noted their behavior (Acts 11:26). Two things defined these early believers. They talked about the good news of the Lord Jesus everywhere they went (v.20). And they eagerly learned the Scriptures as Barnabas and Saul taught them for a whole year (v.26).&lt;br /&gt;The name Christian means an “adherent to Christ”—literally, one who “sticks” to Christ. Today many people call themselves Christians. But should they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call yourself a Christian, does your life tell others who Jesus is? Are you hungry for God’s Word? Do your actions bring honor or shame to Christ’s name?&lt;br /&gt;What’s in a name? When the name is Christian, there is much indeed! &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="C. P. Hia" href="http://www.rbc.org/authorDetail.aspx?id=53384"&gt;C. P. Hia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach us that name to own,While waiting, Lord, for Thee,Unholiness and sin to shun,From all untruth to flee.&lt;br /&gt;— Cecil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian reflects Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7631230870724389452?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7631230870724389452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7631230870724389452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7631230870724389452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7631230870724389452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone-yes-im-finally-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8375745975893400338</id><published>2009-03-14T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:55:34.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, im finally posting cuz i just&lt;br /&gt;dun have anything better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch GG, but too bad there's&lt;br /&gt;something wrong with my sound system&lt;br /&gt;so i cant hear a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i noe i havent posted for quite some&lt;br /&gt;time and thats cuz im really busy, ok&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its cuz i dun feel like posting&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, im so happy! March hols are finally&lt;br /&gt;here! :D&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;On mon, me, Ash, Kajal, Jia Yi, Flo, Fel and&lt;br /&gt;Andrea are going out to orchard for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Still havent decided on what movie we're gonna&lt;br /&gt;watch though.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch he's just not that into you but&lt;br /&gt;like there arent many showtimes these days.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so ysd went to church with Simin to draw&lt;br /&gt;the banner for our carnival thing.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there at like 6.30 and realised that&lt;br /&gt;we were the only ones there from our group.&lt;br /&gt;So were just sitting there talking and looking&lt;br /&gt;at the other group drawing.&lt;br /&gt;We were like super extra sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Aft like 1/2 an hour i guess, one of our grp&lt;br /&gt;members came.&lt;br /&gt;We then started on our drawing ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;When it was like 8.20, me and simin said we&lt;br /&gt;gtg cuz we still have to go for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, aft dinner, we went back and i&lt;br /&gt;was really tired and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright, was feeling sleepy for&lt;br /&gt;the whole day, even though i woke up at&lt;br /&gt;like 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition at 2pm till like about 4.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, did more of my math hw and im still on&lt;br /&gt;qn 19 of chapt 2.&lt;br /&gt;How sad is tt.&lt;br /&gt;Well, had dinner with my mum at tiong plaza.&lt;br /&gt;And went home aft tt and here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Going to church with Simin tmr again. (:&lt;br /&gt;And erm, i cant w8 for mon! :D&lt;br /&gt;Argh and wad is wrong with my the sound&lt;br /&gt;problem on my comp?!&lt;br /&gt;It's pissing me off big time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i'll stop complaining here so BYE!&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice 0ne week break. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own?&lt;br /&gt;— 1 Corinthians 6:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My garage serves as “storage” for things that don’t have a place in our home, and, frankly, there are times when I am ashamed to open the door. I don’t want anyone to see the clutter. So, periodically, I set aside a workday to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts and minds are a lot like that—they accumulate lots of clutter. As we rub shoulders with the world, inevitably, perhaps unknowingly, we pick up ungodly thoughts and attitudes. Thinking that life is all about “me.” Demanding our rights. Reacting bitterly toward those who have hurt us. Before long, our hearts and minds are no longer clean and orderly. And while we think we can hide the mess, eventually it will show.&lt;br /&gt;Paul pointedly asked, “Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit?” (1 Cor. 6:19)—which makes me wonder if God often feels like He is living in our messy garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s time to set aside a spiritual workday and, with His help, get to work clearing out the clutter. Discard those thoughts of bitterness. Bag up and throw out the old patterns of sensual thoughts. Organize your attitudes. Fill your heart with the beauty of God’s Word. Make it clean to the core, and then leave the door open for all to see! &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Joe Stowell" href="http://www.rbc.org/bible-study/strength-for-the-journey/Joe-Stowell.aspx"&gt;Joe Stowell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like the Master I would ever be,More of His meekness, more humility;More zeal to labor, more courage to be true,More consecration for work He bids me do.&lt;br /&gt;— Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the Spirit reside in a cluttered heart. Take some time to clean it up today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8375745975893400338?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8375745975893400338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8375745975893400338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8375745975893400338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8375745975893400338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone-right-im-finally-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8033581524566374758</id><published>2009-03-06T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:32:06.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Yes ppl, I have new updates on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Not tt im super interesting or&lt;br /&gt;anything but yea, this is my blog&lt;br /&gt;so who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we didnt go to Lions Befrienders&lt;br /&gt;today since it was our last day&lt;br /&gt;there ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we went to the Queenstown&lt;br /&gt;stadium to help out with the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;children's Sports day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 7am today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mrt station not long aft.&lt;br /&gt;And reached to Queenstown station&lt;br /&gt;early.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Kajal at the usual spot which&lt;br /&gt;was at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, Dawn came and we kinda&lt;br /&gt;talked and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, she was waiting for her fren,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;Aft awhile, yes, Nicole reached before&lt;br /&gt;Kajal.&lt;br /&gt;And they were so lucky cuz they reached&lt;br /&gt;just in time to go on the 111 bus.&lt;br /&gt;So i continued waiting alone for Kajal.&lt;br /&gt;Aft abt 15mins or more, Kajal &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came.&lt;br /&gt;And a piece of advice: Kajal's version of&lt;br /&gt;'I'm almost there' is when she is still at&lt;br /&gt;Clementi coming to Queenstown.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its ok tho, im not angry or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, when we got to the stadium, most&lt;br /&gt;of the ppl r already there.&lt;br /&gt;Not tt we were late or anything tho.&lt;br /&gt;So for the beginning part of the event,&lt;br /&gt;all we did was sit and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz like there were already quite alot of&lt;br /&gt;ppl doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, we didnt really have much to do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but slacking didnt last long cuz the&lt;br /&gt;teacher like noticed us doing nothing n&lt;br /&gt;told us to help out.&lt;br /&gt;My 1st duty was to tell the parents n their&lt;br /&gt;children to go to this place aft they have&lt;br /&gt;finished competing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, there wasnt much to do so i went&lt;br /&gt;back up n sat down again.&lt;br /&gt;So later the teacher came again when she saw&lt;br /&gt;so many of us r like just sitting down&lt;br /&gt;and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my next duty was to prepare&lt;br /&gt;muskin &lt;em&gt;(right spelling?)&lt;/em&gt; tape for the parents&lt;br /&gt;to dress up their children.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright, except tt we had to stand&lt;br /&gt;under the sun for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;But still, atleast we helped. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well aft some time, i was like tired&lt;br /&gt;and was sweating so much so me and&lt;br /&gt;Kajal kind a found 2 other ppl who were&lt;br /&gt;so nice to take over us.&lt;br /&gt;So once again, we went back up and sat&lt;br /&gt;down and relax. ;D&lt;br /&gt;It was soon 12.30pm and we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;So me and kajal went to tiong to have&lt;br /&gt;lunch aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Jia yi was supposed to come with us but&lt;br /&gt;she didnt bring her money so yea.&lt;br /&gt;And Kajal who was not able to come atfirst&lt;br /&gt;was able to later cuz like she called her&lt;br /&gt;mum n her mum was in such a gd mood&lt;br /&gt;tt she allowed Kajal to go.&lt;br /&gt;So then we thought it was gonna be only the&lt;br /&gt;2 of us cuz Ash overslept and went late&lt;br /&gt;for her CIP and she tot tt she wouldnt be&lt;br /&gt;able to leave early then.&lt;br /&gt;But turns out, Flo and Ash were able to come&lt;br /&gt;aft all cuz Flo had to go fetch her bro. ;D&lt;br /&gt;By the tim we knew tt they were gonna come,&lt;br /&gt;we already ate our lunch at Long John's.&lt;br /&gt;And while we were eating, Ash and Flo tried&lt;br /&gt;calling me 5 times and Kajal 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Kajal finally felt a vibration unlike&lt;br /&gt;me who was so blur &lt;em&gt;as usual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then we gave Flo and Ash a call n turns&lt;br /&gt;out they were in Mos Burger.&lt;br /&gt;Went Mos to meet them as soon as we&lt;br /&gt;were done and we talked n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I missed them so much!&lt;br /&gt;Its been like so many days since i last&lt;br /&gt;saw them.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as u have realised, i have been blogging&lt;br /&gt;much more recently.&lt;br /&gt;But this is just temporary cuz i'll&lt;br /&gt;definately not have as much time to post&lt;br /&gt;so much aft this week cuz as u guys noe,&lt;br /&gt;Sch starts once again.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, y must all good things come to&lt;br /&gt;an end?&lt;br /&gt;This week was so much fun man.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since i have nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is not unjust to forget your work and labor of love which you have showed toward His name, in that you have ministered to the saints.&lt;br /&gt;— Hebrews 6:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Britain’s oldest man turned 111, vintage aircraft did a flyover, and the Band of the Royal Marines played “Happy Birthday.” According to the Daily Mirror, Henry Allingham was amazed by all of the attention. Until 6 years earlier, he had for 86 years kept secret the horrific memories of what happened in the trenches of World War I. Only when tracked down by the World War I Veteran’s Association did this old man, who had been shelled, bombed, and shot, receive honor for what he had endured in behalf of his country.&lt;br /&gt;The story of the Bible gives us parallels to Henry’s story. The Scriptures show that those who fight the battles of God often end up wounded, imprisoned, and even killed as a result of their service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cynic might observe such lives and conclude with a sigh that no good deed goes unpunished. But the author of Hebrews sees a bigger picture. He reminds us that everything and anything we have done in faith and love will one day be honored by God (6:10).&lt;br /&gt;Are you discouraged today? Do you feel insignificant? Do you feel forgotten after trying to serve God? Be assured that God will not forget anything you have done in your service to Him or others. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Mart De Haan" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Mart-DeHaan.aspx"&gt;Mart De Haan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the place you’re called to laborSeem so small and little known?It is great if God is in it,And He’ll not forget His own.&lt;br /&gt;—  Suffield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God remembers the good we forget.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8033581524566374758?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8033581524566374758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8033581524566374758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8033581524566374758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8033581524566374758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone_06.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8473627766187009814</id><published>2009-03-05T17:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:16:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is kinda an emotional&lt;br /&gt;day for us ppl who volunteered at&lt;br /&gt;Lion's Befrienders cuz as some of&lt;br /&gt;you ppl may noe, today is our very&lt;br /&gt;last day there.&lt;br /&gt;So today we went there like extra&lt;br /&gt;early cuz like we had to go make&lt;br /&gt;sandwiches for them at iris's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, i was supposed to bring the pork&lt;br /&gt;floss to her place but obviously, i forgot&lt;br /&gt;to bring.&lt;br /&gt;So we changed our sandwich into Tuna&lt;br /&gt;sandwich instead of the porkfloss one.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so when we got to Iris's hse, 1st&lt;br /&gt;thing we did was get scared (Me &amp;amp; Kajal)&lt;br /&gt;cuz totally forgot bout her pet dog, Angel.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it started running towards us and started&lt;br /&gt;barking and me and kajal were just standing&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;So Iris had to carry round Angel every where&lt;br /&gt;cuz we would just be way too frightened to&lt;br /&gt;walk around the hse otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;But since the Angel was kinda heavy,&lt;br /&gt;Iris just suggested that me and Kajal just&lt;br /&gt;hide in the room and think of the performance&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna put up later.&lt;br /&gt;But b4 we could do tt, we realised tt we&lt;br /&gt;dun have enough bread and went down to&lt;br /&gt;buy 2 loafs of bread frm the stall downstairs&lt;br /&gt;Iris hse.&lt;br /&gt;So aft bout like half an hour, Celeste finally&lt;br /&gt;arrived.&lt;br /&gt;She was late, but its ok, we still managed&lt;br /&gt;to complete everything.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then it was like already almost 8am&lt;br /&gt;n we were supposed to be there at like 7.50am.&lt;br /&gt;So we then went out of the rm and realised&lt;br /&gt;tt Iris was still on her 7th sandwich and we&lt;br /&gt;had to make 20.&lt;br /&gt;Celeste couldnt help as well cuz like she was&lt;br /&gt;in the rm with the Angel inside and i think&lt;br /&gt;they were afraid tt everything would get&lt;br /&gt;messed up or something?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, i think it was me and kajal's fault cuz&lt;br /&gt;we did not dare to walk of the rm if Angel&lt;br /&gt;was there, so i guess its our bad.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we were like super scared already cuz&lt;br /&gt;we still have tomake much more sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;So then me and kajal decided to help and we&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish making them all by 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Like how amazing is tt.&lt;br /&gt;And we even made extra with a bit of tuna&lt;br /&gt;left over. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we quickly rushed down when suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;we were like walking halfway and we realised&lt;br /&gt;we left the sandwiches in Iris's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Like how smart of us to do tt?!&lt;br /&gt;So then Iris and Celeste decided to run up&lt;br /&gt;to her hse to get the sandwiches and by&lt;br /&gt;the time we got to the place, we were like&lt;br /&gt;the very last ones there, &lt;i&gt;DUH&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were so late tt Joycelyn had to call us&lt;br /&gt;twice.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So then we kinda practiced on our performance&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, our hokey-pokey dance&lt;br /&gt;turned out better than we expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was so last min and all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so these are the performance by&lt;br /&gt;the respective groups:&lt;br /&gt;Renee's Grp: Mama mia dance thingy&lt;br /&gt;Joycelyn's Grp: right side, left side dance,&lt;br /&gt;gheko dance n i think one more which i&lt;br /&gt;have forgotten &lt;em&gt;(SORRY!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Grp: Hokey-Pokey dance&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of all our performances, we&lt;br /&gt;did the friendship dance which is definitely&lt;br /&gt;not as lame as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;Its really fun and it did keep the seniors&lt;br /&gt;happy.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, all of us including the&lt;br /&gt;seniors were like all sad cuz we really&lt;br /&gt;gotten quite close. (:&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i think CIP at Lion's Befrienders&lt;br /&gt;was quite a good experience aft all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so tmr we're gonna go Queenstown&lt;br /&gt;stadium to help the rainbow children for their&lt;br /&gt;sports day.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, have to wake up early &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This time its at 7am which is not as bad&lt;br /&gt;as today cuz i woke up at like 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one last thing, Ash can come tmr&lt;br /&gt;for lunch so YAY!&lt;br /&gt;But Kajal couldnt make it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;So thats sad. D':&lt;br /&gt;Anw, since i have nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son of man, these men have set up their idols in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;— Ezekiel 14:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my husband and I first went out as missionaries, I recall being concerned about the growth of materialism in our society. It never crossed my mind that I myself could be materialistic. After all, hadn’t we gone overseas with almost nothing? Weren’t we choosing to live in a shabbily furnished, rundown apartment? I thought materialism couldn’t touch us.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, feelings of discontent gradually began to take root in my heart. Before long I was craving hungrily after nice things and secretly feeling resentful over not having them.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day God’s Spirit opened my eyes with a disturbing insight: Materialism isn’t necessarily having things; it can also be craving them. There I stood—guilty of materialism! God had exposed my discontent for what it was—an idol in my heart! That day as I repented of this subtle sin, God recaptured my heart as His rightful throne. Needless to say, a deep contentment followed, based not on things but on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ezekiel’s day, God dealt thoroughly with this kind of secret idolatry. His throne on earth has always been in the hearts of His people. That’s why we must rid our heart of anything that destroys our contentment with Him. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Joanie Yoder" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Joanie-Yoder.aspx"&gt;Joanie Yoder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dearest idol I have known,Whate’er that idol be,Help me to tear it from Thy throneAnd worship only Thee.&lt;br /&gt;— Cowper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An idol is anything that takes the place of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh n check out some of these pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-hb-TaLTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VtY-uLHGz8o/s1600-h/05-03-09_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-hb-TaLTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VtY-uLHGz8o/s320/05-03-09_0844.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639987646049586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can U see who r in the pic? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-hprC1xMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2HOkf06ocAw/s1600-h/05-03-09_0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-hprC1xMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2HOkf06ocAw/s320/05-03-09_0847.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309640222994449602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine and Kajal's shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Kajal's one's obviously the taller one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-h6uF6d2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/JRrqPUPdj3I/s1600-h/05-03-09_0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-h6uF6d2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/JRrqPUPdj3I/s320/05-03-09_0918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309640515870422882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the nerd? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-iRFJprfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/gu-kGK13QTI/s1600-h/05-03-09_0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-iRFJprfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/gu-kGK13QTI/s320/05-03-09_0925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309640900017237490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ppl, u have to turn ur heads a lil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-imptxhUI/AAAAAAAAAms/2hPBSIxARI8/s1600-h/DSC04062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-imptxhUI/AAAAAAAAAms/2hPBSIxARI8/s320/DSC04062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309641270609675586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Iris's Camera! (:&lt;br /&gt;For more pics, go to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2017679&amp;id=1003500835&amp;l=709ef"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FACEBOOK ACC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8473627766187009814?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8473627766187009814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8473627766187009814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8473627766187009814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8473627766187009814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone_05.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/Sa-hb-TaLTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VtY-uLHGz8o/s72-c/05-03-09_0844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324357739269988.post-6435194511592414948</id><published>2009-03-04T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:04:13.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I realised i've been posting much more&lt;br /&gt;often recently.&lt;br /&gt;That just comes to show that this CIP&lt;br /&gt;week really gives me alot more free&lt;br /&gt;time and at the same time, we get to&lt;br /&gt;help others.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess this week really benefits all&lt;br /&gt;of us.&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was on time including me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats cuz it wasnt raining today&lt;br /&gt;so i was walking like much faster than&lt;br /&gt;ysd. (:&lt;br /&gt;We did the same thing today.&lt;br /&gt;Taught the old folks how to fold origami&lt;br /&gt;and aft tt had lunch and planned on what&lt;br /&gt;we should do for the seniors tmr since&lt;br /&gt;its like our very last day there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, our grp which is me, Kajal, Iris&lt;br /&gt;and Celeste has decided to do a skit&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;We havent really planned much which&lt;br /&gt;is not the greatest thing of all i guess since&lt;br /&gt;we have to perform it early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;tmr.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, i believe everything will&lt;br /&gt;be alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up like super early tmr&lt;br /&gt;at 6.30am cuz we have to meet up at&lt;br /&gt;Iris' hse at 7.30 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Like how sad is tt?&lt;br /&gt;I'll be like super tired and it'll definately&lt;br /&gt;feel like sch all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I tried negotiating for a later time but&lt;br /&gt;to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this is the best time aft all.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz like we have to go Iris hse to make&lt;br /&gt;the sandwiches which is btw, 20 of them.&lt;br /&gt;U see, we decided t provide breakfast for&lt;br /&gt;the seniors tmr since we're like going there&lt;br /&gt;in the morning at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to make porkfloss sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;with butter/margerine n cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, tt kinda explain y we're waing up so&lt;br /&gt;early.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess its enough time cuz like each of us&lt;br /&gt;will just make 5 each since there's 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, we have to prepare our skit&lt;br /&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess 7.30 is gd aft all.&lt;br /&gt;And just if u're wondering what we'll do on&lt;br /&gt;fri since we're not going to lion's befrienders,&lt;br /&gt;no, we're not gonna stay hm and slack.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we're going to queenstown stadium&lt;br /&gt;to help out the rainbow centre ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Which means another day of waking up early&lt;br /&gt;again cuz like we hae to reach the place&lt;br /&gt;by 8/9am.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, how sad is tt. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since i have nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna stop here and go watch american idol!&lt;br /&gt;WEE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know the love of Christ which passes knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;— Ephesians 3:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words of the hymn “The Love of God” capture in word pictures the breathtaking magnitude of divine love:&lt;br /&gt;Could we with ink the ocean fillAnd were the skiesof parchment made,Were every stalk on earth a quillAnd every man a scribe by trade,To write the love of God aboveWould drain the ocean dry,Nor could the scrollcontain the wholeThough stretched from sky to sky.&lt;br /&gt;These marvelous lyrics echo Paul’s response to the love of God. The apostle prayed that believers might “be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height—to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge” (Eph. 3:18-19). In reflecting on these verses about God’s love, some Bible scholars believe “width” refers to its worldwide embrace (John 3:16); “length,” its existence through all ages (Eph. 3:21); “depth,” its profound wisdom (Rom. 11:33); and “height,” its victory over sin opening the way to heaven (Eph. 4:8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are admonished to appreciate this amazing love. Yet as we expand our awareness of God’s love, we soon realize that its full measure is beyond our understanding. Even if the ocean were filled with ink, using it to write about the love of God would drain it dry. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Dennis Fisher" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Dennis-Fisher.aspx"&gt;Dennis Fisher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s love cannot be explained — it can only be experienced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6435194511592414948?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6435194511592414948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6435194511592414948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6435194511592414948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6435194511592414948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone_04.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6273065496557890130</id><published>2009-03-03T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:35:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anw, today was an alright day&lt;br /&gt;for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at arnd 10pm cuz like we&lt;br /&gt;only have to reach the place at like&lt;br /&gt;11, so i figured its actually the right&lt;br /&gt;time to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft like i woke up and got ready&lt;br /&gt;and stuff, i realised it was like raining&lt;br /&gt;like crazy outside.&lt;br /&gt;The rain was so heavy, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;So i wanted to take a taxi but Kajal&lt;br /&gt;asked me to meet her at Queenstown&lt;br /&gt;mrt so i decided to just take the train.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Just when i reached tiong mrt, my entire&lt;br /&gt;skirt was like soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;Tt was hot heavy the rain is.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my entire skirt was completely&lt;br /&gt;wet and yes, rain did get into my shoes&lt;br /&gt;which made my socks like wet as well.&lt;br /&gt;So actually, i was wet all over, even my&lt;br /&gt;my toes were wet.&lt;br /&gt;How great is tt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i just realised tt i've been self-pitying&lt;br /&gt;quite alot bout the rain thing so i shall&lt;br /&gt;stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i noe u guys r already kinda irritated&lt;br /&gt;with hearing my complaints.&lt;br /&gt;Oh so anw, reached queenstown mrt arnd&lt;br /&gt;like 11 and yes, i was late cuz we were&lt;br /&gt;actually supposed to reach the place at 10.50.&lt;br /&gt;So Kajal, iris and Zenice (kajal made her w8 for me)&lt;br /&gt;waited there for like more than 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, when we reached the place, we were&lt;br /&gt;actually like the last ones to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, so i guess its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;D: Sorry u guys!&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, we just listen to the old&lt;br /&gt;folks sing karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to enjoy themselves. (:&lt;br /&gt;So thats good.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, i was lunch break and me and kajal&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to common wealth which&lt;br /&gt;turns out not to be a good idea aft all.&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything was fine when we got&lt;br /&gt;to commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;I bought hokkien mee for $3.50 which&lt;br /&gt;btw, tastes exactly like the one in wisma&lt;br /&gt;and better yet, its like cheaper and easier&lt;br /&gt;to eat cuz the peeled off the prawn shell.&lt;br /&gt;And Kajal bought her Chicken cutlet rice&lt;br /&gt;which she claims its the best thing she has&lt;br /&gt;ever eaten i think.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft we have finished eating, it was&lt;br /&gt;almost 12.50 already and we were supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be back by 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;So we were like its ok to be a few mins late,&lt;br /&gt;they wont really bother.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so we got to the mrt station and i&lt;br /&gt;started walking to pasir ris side.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kajal was like saying i was going&lt;br /&gt;the wrong way n pulled me to Joo Koon&lt;br /&gt;side.&lt;br /&gt;Being the blur one, and Kajal always&lt;br /&gt;being the one who is more alert, we went on&lt;br /&gt;the Joo Koon train.&lt;br /&gt;So when we got up, Kajal suddenly realised&lt;br /&gt;tt we were on the wrong train n we were&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go on the Pasir ris train.&lt;br /&gt;So we got off at buona vista n took&lt;br /&gt;the Pasir ris train instead.&lt;br /&gt;We seriously wasted like alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we realised tt while we were waiting&lt;br /&gt;for the Joo Koon train, we like missed&lt;br /&gt;2 of the pasir ris train and then at Buona&lt;br /&gt;vista, we had to w8  another extra 2 mins&lt;br /&gt;and it took us like 4 mins to reach Queenstown.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe w didnt waste tt much time.&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;And so in the end, we were like maybe&lt;br /&gt;10mins late but like the teacher still&lt;br /&gt;didnt scold us so i guess we were alright.&lt;br /&gt;We just blended into the crowd and tot&lt;br /&gt;the old folks how to fold paper hearts&lt;br /&gt;n kinda chit chatted with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i have nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, Flo, Kajal, Jia yi and me r&lt;br /&gt;going out this fri aft our CIP thing.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted Ash to come but her mum&lt;br /&gt;doesnt allow.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, how sad is tt. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anw, i have nothing more to say so&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just end off here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;— 1 Timothy 6:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolkien’s classic The Lord of the Rings trilogy came to life in recent years on film. In the second epic story, the hero, Frodo, reached a point of despair and wearily confided to his friend, “I can’t do this, Sam.” As a good friend, Sam gave a rousing speech: “It’s like in the great stories . . . . Full of darkness and danger they were. . . . Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.” Which prompted Frodo to ask: “What are we holding on to, Sam?”&lt;br /&gt;It’s a significant question, one that we all need to ask ourselves. Living in a fallen, broken world, it’s no wonder that sometimes we feel overwhelmed by the powers of darkness. When we are at the point of despair, ready to throw in the towel, we do well to follow Paul’s advice to Timothy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life” (1 Tim. 6:12).&lt;br /&gt;In life’s battles, let’s hold on to the fact that good will triumph over evil in the end, that one day we will see our Master and Leader face-to-face, and we will reign with Him forever. You can be part of this great story, knowing that if you have trusted Jesus for salvation you are guaranteed a victorious ending! &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="Joe Stowell" href="http://www.rbc.org/bible-study/strength-for-the-journey/Joe-Stowell.aspx"&gt;Joe Stowell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though weak and helpless in life’s fray,God’s mighty power shall be my stay;Without, within, He gives to meThe strength to gain the victory.&lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trials of earth are small compared with the triumphs of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6273065496557890130?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6273065496557890130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6273065496557890130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6273065496557890130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6273065496557890130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4921298204624396035</id><published>2009-03-01T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:46:25.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets see wad i did recently.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets talk bout Sat 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Marley and Me with&lt;br /&gt;my family ysd in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner 1st at tiong Mos&lt;br /&gt;Burger and then went back cuz&lt;br /&gt;the movie was at like 8.50 n&lt;br /&gt;it was only 7+ then.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, whatcha think bout my&lt;br /&gt;new blogskin? (:&lt;br /&gt;As u have already realised, i've&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but atleast i still change&lt;br /&gt;it once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, back to wad i did ysd.&lt;br /&gt;So i went back and did a lil bit&lt;br /&gt;on my blog stuff and used the comp&lt;br /&gt;for a lil while.&lt;br /&gt;So went back just in time for the&lt;br /&gt;movie and let me tell u,&lt;br /&gt;the movie was just awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jennfer Aniston was amazing but&lt;br /&gt;she looked a lil diff frm last time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and u noe the last part of the&lt;br /&gt;movie was so sad tt i even cried abit.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i soo cant w8 to watch&lt;br /&gt;He's Just Not That into You.&lt;br /&gt;Its like Drew barrymore, Jennifer aniston&lt;br /&gt;and like this other bunch of other ppl&lt;br /&gt;acting in it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're just gonna watch it during&lt;br /&gt;the mach hols since like Ash and Kajal&lt;br /&gt;both cant go out this week.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anw, more bout today!&lt;br /&gt;It was better than i tot it would be.&lt;br /&gt;It was actually not tt bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;U noe the old folks were like awesomely&lt;br /&gt;nice to us?&lt;br /&gt;They were like so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so me and kajal decided to meet at&lt;br /&gt;the little junction before we cross the road&lt;br /&gt;to go to sch.&lt;br /&gt;Kajal was a lil late cuz she woke up late&lt;br /&gt;and had to w8 for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily we reached sch in time.&lt;br /&gt;Aft everyone was a sch, we took 111 to&lt;br /&gt;Queenstown where the place actually is.&lt;br /&gt;The place is like only a few mins walk frm&lt;br /&gt;the mrt station. :D&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached there, the person in&lt;br /&gt;charge kinda briefed &lt;i&gt;(Is it the right spelling?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us on wad to do n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aft tt we kinda watched the old folks&lt;br /&gt;exercise and went for lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So when we got back, we started with our activity&lt;br /&gt;which is teaching them to fold paper hearts.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to fold paper lotus but&lt;br /&gt;we just didnt noe how to.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the old folks did enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aft tt, we went back.&lt;br /&gt;Well, see u guys soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to walk worthy of the calling with which you were called.&lt;br /&gt;— Ephesians 4:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A continuing struggle as we seek to follow Christ is trying to find our calling in life. While we often think in terms of occupation and location, perhaps a more important issue is one of character—the being that undergirds doing. “Lord, who do You want me to be?”&lt;br /&gt;In Ephesians 4, Paul wrote, “I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to walk worthy of the calling with which you were called” (v.1). He followed this with three “be’s,” as one translation renders it: be humble, be gentle, be patient, “bearing with one another in love” (v.2 NIV). Paul wrote this from prison, a difficult place where he continued to live out his calling from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oswald Chambers said: “Consecration is not the giving over of the calling in life to God, but the separation from all other callings and the giving over of ourselves to God, letting His providence place us where He will—in business, or law, or science; in workshop, in politics, or in drudgery. We are to be there working according to the laws and principles of the Kingdom of God.”&lt;br /&gt;When we are the right people before God, we can do whatever task He sends, wherever He puts us. In so doing, we discover and affirm His calling for us. &lt;br /&gt;— &lt;a title="David C. McCasland" href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/David-C-McCasland.aspx"&gt;David C. McCasland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are called with a holy callingThe light of the world to be;To lift up the lamp of the gospelThat others the light may see.&lt;br /&gt;— Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what you do but who you are that’s most important.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4921298204624396035?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4921298204624396035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4921298204624396035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4921298204624396035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4921298204624396035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone-ok-lets-see-wad-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4721398264449801837</id><published>2009-02-26T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:31:30.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, man, i just realised&lt;br /&gt;i havent posted for like&lt;br /&gt;10 days n thats just like&lt;br /&gt;practically centuries in &lt;br /&gt;blogging time. D:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i bet my blog's like really&lt;br /&gt;date nw since there's nothing to &lt;br /&gt;read herer and everything is like&lt;br /&gt;just how it is years and years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets check in on my life&lt;br /&gt;recently.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, its not bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda have gatric problems these &lt;br /&gt;past few days and have been like &lt;br /&gt;having diarrhoea every single day&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;i&gt;Disgusting&lt;/i&gt; and at the&lt;br /&gt;same time, simply annoying.&lt;br /&gt;And like wadever i eat, i just feel&lt;br /&gt;like puking it out.&lt;br /&gt;How sad. &lt;br /&gt;I really really hate tt feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess im feeling a lil better nw.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;So next week is the special wk for&lt;br /&gt;us Sec 2s and we're going overseas &lt;br /&gt;to do CIP work except for a few ppl,&lt;br /&gt;namely, me. (:&lt;br /&gt;Im staying here in singapore and we're&lt;br /&gt;going to this Lion's Befrienders place to&lt;br /&gt;help out old folks.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast we get to not go to sch!&lt;br /&gt;WEE!&lt;br /&gt;Anything is still better than studying.&lt;br /&gt;And u ppl who are going to the other &lt;br /&gt;countries, dun forget to get me souveniers!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i sound so thickskin for asking them&lt;br /&gt;to buy me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, im just kiding.&lt;br /&gt;I wont mind if u dun get me souveniers.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But it would be strongly encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough bout my boring life for nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye u ppl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let none deal treacherously with the wife of his youth. &lt;br /&gt;— Malachi 2:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama played out in a nest of bald eagles monitored by a webcam. A beloved eagle family, viewed by many via the Internet, was breaking up. After raising several offspring in previous seasons, the mother again laid new eggs in the spring. But then a young female invaded their happy home. When Dad started cavorting with her, Mom disappeared and the life in the abandoned eggs died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an Internet chat room, questions and accusations flew wildly. Everyone who loved the pair was distraught. Biologists warned the amateur eagle enthusiasts not to attribute human values to birds. But everyone did. We all wanted the original couple to reunite. Everyone seemed to “know” that the family unit is sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As chat room members expressed their sadness, I wondered if they knew that God feels much the same way about human family breakups. I also wondered about myself: Why did I feel more sadness over the eagles than over the fractured human families in my community? Clearly, I need to revise my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malachi 2, we see God’s view of marriage. It symbolizes His covenant with His people (v.11). He takes it very seriously—and so should we.  &lt;br /&gt;— Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking It Over&lt;br /&gt;In Malachi 2:11, what is “profaned” and how?&lt;br /&gt;How does Malachi 2:15 echo Genesis 2:24?&lt;br /&gt;Why is this important? &lt;br /&gt;(Mal. 2:15-16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Christ first if you want your marriage to last.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4721398264449801837?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4721398264449801837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4721398264449801837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4721398264449801837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4721398264449801837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6263151994616816482</id><published>2009-02-16T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:02:46.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey People!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have just came back frm&lt;br /&gt;Mars so tt explains y i havent&lt;br /&gt;posted for like millions of &lt;br /&gt;yrs. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Well, no i didnt go to Mars&lt;br /&gt;but i did not posted for like&lt;br /&gt;10 yrs. &lt;br /&gt;Anw, nothing much happened &lt;br /&gt;recently tho.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kajal to Cathay &lt;br /&gt;Cineplex and watched Valkyrie &lt;br /&gt;which was pretty awesome except &lt;br /&gt;for the part tt Tom Cruise dies.&lt;br /&gt;Tt was simple devastating.&lt;br /&gt;So the initial plan was tt, Me,&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yi, Flo, Fel, Ash, and Kajal.&lt;br /&gt;were all supposed together.&lt;br /&gt;But Jia Yi could not go in the end&lt;br /&gt;cuz she didnt tell her mum and &lt;br /&gt;she didnt bring her money.&lt;br /&gt;And next was Flo and Fel.&lt;br /&gt;They had to go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;at Novena and Fel had to go take&lt;br /&gt;an injection at Tan Tock Seng &lt;br /&gt;aft tt. &lt;br /&gt;So yea, another 2 gone.&lt;br /&gt;So tt left with Ash.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she just couldnt come cuz her&lt;br /&gt;mum didnt allow her cuz her mum&lt;br /&gt;claimed tt she was rude and &lt;br /&gt;disrespectful or something. &lt;br /&gt;So in the end, it was just us 2.&lt;br /&gt;We were kinda on the fence whether&lt;br /&gt;we shoud go cuz like its only 2 ppl&lt;br /&gt;and it was like raining then n both&lt;br /&gt;of us dun have an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we just decided to&lt;br /&gt;go cuz we already planned everytihng.&lt;br /&gt;But when we reached there, we were&lt;br /&gt;kinda lost cuz we didnt noe the way&lt;br /&gt;to Cathay cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;We then asked a couple of ppl and&lt;br /&gt;continued walking.&lt;br /&gt;So we were like kinda rushing cuz it&lt;br /&gt;was like already 1.55 and &lt;br /&gt;the movie was at 2.10 so we were like&lt;br /&gt;walking superly fast and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;We were in such a rush tt we ran&lt;br /&gt;past cathay cineplex and like walked &lt;br /&gt;till centrepoint. &lt;br /&gt;Well, we didnt realise tt we arent&lt;br /&gt;exactly at the right place so we&lt;br /&gt;quickly rushed back n finally&lt;br /&gt;reached Cathay at like 2.10?&lt;br /&gt;But we then realised they'll show &lt;br /&gt;the previews and stuff which will&lt;br /&gt;probably last for another 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;So i then had an idea where we can &lt;br /&gt;sneak in subway food n hide it in&lt;br /&gt;our bags since our bags r kinda huge&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, thats wad we did n&lt;br /&gt;we were able to make the movie right&lt;br /&gt;on time! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st part wasnt tt nice, cuz&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda boring n all.&lt;br /&gt;But aft tt, it got nicer and nicer.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, we kinda enjoyed it aft all.&lt;br /&gt;So by the time the movie ended, it &lt;br /&gt;was abt 4.40+?&lt;br /&gt;And yea, it was oso raining then.&lt;br /&gt;And heavily too.&lt;br /&gt;So we were like thinking of a way&lt;br /&gt;to get go hm then without getting&lt;br /&gt;wet n we decided to buy an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;at 1st but it was like such a waste&lt;br /&gt;cuz we wont be using it like for the&lt;br /&gt;rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;So we kinda waited till like 5 for &lt;br /&gt;the rain to lessen down and we then&lt;br /&gt;walked to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i guess there's nothing more&lt;br /&gt;for me to say.&lt;br /&gt;Hope tt i'll post soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;XOXO; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved, now we are children of God. &lt;br /&gt;— 1 John 3:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told that the philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer (1788–1860) was sauntering through Berlin’s famous Tiergarden one day, mentally probing the questions of origin and destiny that had been constantly perplexing him: Who am I? Where am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A park-keeper, closely observing the shabbily dressed philosopher as he walked slowly with head bowed, suspected that Schopenhauer was a tramp. So he walked up to the philosopher and demanded, “Who are you? Where are you going?” With a pained expression, Schopenhauer replied, “I don’t know. I wish somebody could tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ever perplexed by those same questions? Who am I? Where am I going? What a comfort it is to have God’s authoritative answers in the Bible. Who are we? In 1 John 3, John calls his readers “children of God” (v.2). We become His children by receiving Jesus as our Savior from sin (John 1:12). And where are we going? John 14:1-6 tells us that one day He will receive us into a home He is preparing in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Maker is not only the Author of science and history, but He writes the story of every member of Adam’s family—yours and mine. We can trust His answers.  &lt;br /&gt;— Vernon C. Grounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open my ears, that I may hear&lt;br /&gt;Voices of truth Thou sendest clear;&lt;br /&gt;And while the wave-notes fall on my ear,&lt;br /&gt;Everything false will disappear. &lt;br /&gt;— Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know Jesus, you know who you are and where you’re going.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6263151994616816482?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6263151994616816482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6263151994616816482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6263151994616816482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6263151994616816482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-people-yes-i-have-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6920474779535067135</id><published>2009-02-06T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:07:23.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;Here to update my blog&lt;br /&gt;once again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see, sch was &lt;br /&gt;alright today except for&lt;br /&gt;the tiring mass run and aft&lt;br /&gt;tt, we had PE and we were &lt;br /&gt;forced to run for another &lt;br /&gt;10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is a miracle how i &lt;br /&gt;could be alive right now.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we oso played floor&lt;br /&gt;ball during PE.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Our team lost by like 5 points?&lt;br /&gt;I think its mainly cuz of me&lt;br /&gt;cuz like i totally suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But Joan, Paulina, Kailing and&lt;br /&gt;the rest were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Let me see if there's anything&lt;br /&gt;interesting that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh i noe, ok, so we had lit today.&lt;br /&gt;And were supposed to make a &lt;br /&gt;powerpoint slide and present it to&lt;br /&gt;the class.&lt;br /&gt;Our grp kinda had difficulty finding&lt;br /&gt;the info and in the end, we just like&lt;br /&gt;copied and pasted the whole chunk&lt;br /&gt;of info on to the slides and we&lt;br /&gt;were so out of time that we didnt&lt;br /&gt;even like know which slide&lt;br /&gt;one of us should say.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end we were like so messed&lt;br /&gt;up cuz we were oso the 1st ones to&lt;br /&gt;present.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, aft reading 2 points, &lt;br /&gt;the teacher just asked us to stop.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Oh and during eng, we oso had to&lt;br /&gt;record our video.&lt;br /&gt;These are the few problems we faced:&lt;br /&gt;1) We didnt bring our camera so had&lt;br /&gt;to use my HP cam in the end&lt;br /&gt;2) We couldnt find the right place&lt;br /&gt;to film&lt;br /&gt;3) I kept laughing when i was filming&lt;br /&gt;4) Elaine was pissed at us, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i guess thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;C u guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, being dead in your trespasses, . . . He has made alive together with Him. &lt;br /&gt;— Colossians 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On February 6, 1958, a chartered plane carrying most of the members of the English football (soccer) club Manchester United crashed on takeoff from Munich, Germany. With so many of their star players lost, some despaired over prospects for the club’s survival. Yet today it is one of the best-known teams in the world. Fittingly, the man who rebuilt the team, Matt Busby, survived the crash himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 2,000 years ago, Jesus’ arrest and subsequent crucifixion caused many of His followers to despair. The disciples themselves had lost hope. But their despondency evaporated on that first Easter morning when they found that the stone sealing the tomb had been moved aside (John 20:1). Jesus had risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus soon appeared to Mary Magdalene (vv.11-16) and then to His disciples, who had gathered behind locked doors (v.19). His visit brought a remarkable change in them. As one version renders it, they were “overjoyed” (v.20 NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps your world has crashed around you. It may be a deeply personal loss, a tragedy in your family, or some other great trial. Jesus’ resurrection proved that He is greater than the greatest obstacles. He can rebuild your life—as He did with His disciples—starting today.  &lt;br /&gt;— C. P. Hia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rose! And with Him hope arose, and life and light.&lt;br /&gt;Men said, “Not Christ, but death, died yesternight.”&lt;br /&gt;And joy and truth and all things virtuous&lt;br /&gt;Rose when He rose. &lt;br /&gt;— Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can turn any difficulty into an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6920474779535067135?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6920474779535067135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6920474779535067135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6920474779535067135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6920474779535067135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-everyone-here-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2322588951218106782</id><published>2009-02-05T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:38:35.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So didnt post for about 3&lt;br /&gt;days.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a long time, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, wad's been going on&lt;br /&gt;lately?&lt;br /&gt;Not much really.&lt;br /&gt;So had LD today.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome but i was like&lt;br /&gt;really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Did not get the part as the &lt;br /&gt;victim but got the role as a&lt;br /&gt;cheerleader or sometihng.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened to my tablet&lt;br /&gt;ysd.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so scared, k?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz like i couldnt log into my&lt;br /&gt;acc and i tot all my files and &lt;br /&gt;everytihng would be lost.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, i went to the TA &lt;br /&gt;and the guy told me that everything &lt;br /&gt;will still be there.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, u did not now how happy&lt;br /&gt;i was then. :D&lt;br /&gt;But yea, ysd i was like superly pissed&lt;br /&gt;with my comp.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like killing it.&lt;br /&gt;Right, enough of my little complaints.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, and yea, had PBL today.&lt;br /&gt;We still havent come up with our&lt;br /&gt;problem statement yet.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna like further discuss bout it&lt;br /&gt;tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and have u guys heard bout &lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl? ;D&lt;br /&gt;Its like the awesomest show EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Much better than 90210.&lt;br /&gt;If u havent watched it yet,&lt;br /&gt;Wad r u waiting for??&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it! It rox.&lt;br /&gt;I bet like u would get addicted once&lt;br /&gt;u start watching.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have only been watching&lt;br /&gt;the 1st episode.&lt;br /&gt;Like how pathetic am i?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess i should stop now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds. &lt;br /&gt;— Philippians 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the height of their popularity, creativity, and wealth, the Beatles produced a controversial project called “The White Album.” It signaled the breakup of the band by featuring pieces that were primarily individual in nature instead of collaborative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also revealed a growing disenchantment with all that their fame had produced. In his song “I’m So Tired,” John Lennon expressed the emptiness of his “successful” and wealthy life with these profound words: “I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind.” All that he had, all that he had accomplished, and all that he had become could not meet this simple, yet deep, personal need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world we live in cannot offer peace. It offers only poor options. Pleasure, power, and possessions are no substitute for peace of heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul reminded the believers at Philippi, “The peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus” (Phil. 4:7). This is the peace God brings to those who have been reconciled to God by faith in His Son Jesus (Eph. 2:14-16). It is a peace we are to share with a world that is desperate for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace—real peace—is found only in a relationship with Jesus. Have you received His peace?  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Real Peace&lt;br /&gt;Accept the reconciliation God offers by asking Him&lt;br /&gt;to forgive you. Believe that His Son Jesus died on the&lt;br /&gt;cross for your sins and was raised from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. &lt;br /&gt;— Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2322588951218106782?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2322588951218106782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2322588951218106782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2322588951218106782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2322588951218106782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-everyone-so-didnt-post-for-about-3.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5047600949725927225</id><published>2009-02-02T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:17:49.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Been like a million years&lt;br /&gt;since i've last posted.&lt;br /&gt;Thats y its like super dead&lt;br /&gt;nw i guess.&lt;br /&gt;SAD. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anw, sch has been pretty&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really do much today tho.&lt;br /&gt;Eng was fun.&lt;br /&gt;We did sometihng tt had to do&lt;br /&gt;with Anne Frank and got to&lt;br /&gt;watch this short trailer bout&lt;br /&gt;this Anne Frank movie.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u, it was super &lt;br /&gt;sad, k?&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;And Kajal did cry during the part&lt;br /&gt;where they played the titanic song!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;That part is really sad, i must&lt;br /&gt;admit.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, art was ok-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Did this famous ppl art potrait&lt;br /&gt;thing where we had to draw a&lt;br /&gt;famous person.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to print the &lt;br /&gt;pic of a famous person but i forgot&lt;br /&gt;to so i just i chose one of the&lt;br /&gt;pics Mr Yip printed for us.&lt;br /&gt;I immediately took Jennifer Aniston&lt;br /&gt;when i saw her pic.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so happy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;She's AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but i really did a great job&lt;br /&gt;destroying her with my bad drawing&lt;br /&gt;skills.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess i have nothing more to&lt;br /&gt;say.&lt;br /&gt;Buh-bye! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the prophetic word confirmed, which you do well to heed. &lt;br /&gt;— 2 Peter 1:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punxsutawney Phil is a groundhog that comes out of his burrow on Gobbler’s Knob, Pennsylvania, each February 2 to predict the weather. According to legend, if Phil sees his shadow, there will be 6 more weeks of cold weather. If he doesn’t see his shadow, spring will come early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all humbug and good humor, of course. No one to my knowledge takes Phil’s predictions seriously. Furthermore, he’s unreliable—more often wrong than right, I’m told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is One, however, who is always right and whom we must take seriously. Peter writes of Him, “We have the prophetic word confirmed, which you do well to heed as a light that shines in a dark place, until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts” (2 Peter 1:19).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter was thinking of that day on the Mount of Transfiguration with James and John when he saw Jesus standing with the two great prophets of the Old Testament, Moses and Elijah. In that august company of true prophets the Father pointed to the Son and said: “This is My beloved Son. Hear Him!” (Luke 9:35). Jesus’ word is a “prophetic word” that is certain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is One who is never wrong and who will never lead us astray: our Lord Jesus. We must hear Him!  &lt;br /&gt;— David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the name of Jesus bowing,&lt;br /&gt;Falling prostrate at His feet,&lt;br /&gt;King of kings in heaven we’ll crown Him&lt;br /&gt;When our journey is complete. &lt;br /&gt;— Baxter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of speculation, only God’s Word is certain.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5047600949725927225?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5047600949725927225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5047600949725927225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5047600949725927225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5047600949725927225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-everyone-been-like-million-years.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-9203649544056053006</id><published>2009-01-29T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:15:21.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i noe.&lt;br /&gt;It's been like a million years&lt;br /&gt;since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;And i guess thats y my tagboard&lt;br /&gt;is dead too. D':&lt;br /&gt;Anw, CNY! :D&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and better yet, got&lt;br /&gt;like so many ang paos! (:&lt;br /&gt;WEE!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so these past few days,&lt;br /&gt;all i did was actually go visit&lt;br /&gt;relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other typical &lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year. &lt;br /&gt;What i enjoy most is definately&lt;br /&gt;the ang paos but the i like the &lt;br /&gt;food too! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I bet i gained like a 1000 pounds, k?&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Ysd was health check up and we had &lt;br /&gt;to check up our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So it turned out tt my left eye is&lt;br /&gt;like not as good as b4(6/18 nw)&lt;br /&gt;And i have to wear specs nw.&lt;br /&gt;Like sad right?? D':&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anw, better stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;Have LD in literally 5mins. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not cast me off in the time of old age; do not forsake me when my strength fails. &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 71:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having breakfast with a friend who had recently celebrated his 60th birthday. We discussed the “trauma” of the number 6 being the first digit in his age and all that the age of 60 implies (retirement, social security, etc.). We also pondered the fact that he felt so much younger than such a “large” number would seem to indicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation turned to the lessons, joys, and blessings he’d found in living those 60 years, and he said, “You know, it isn’t really that bad. In fact, it’s pretty exciting.” The lessons of the past had brought a change in how he viewed the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the aging process. We learn from our past in order to live in our present—a lesson reflected on by the psalmist: “For You are my hope, O Lord God; You are my trust from my youth” (Ps. 71:5). He continued, “By You I have been upheld from birth; You are He who took me out of my mother’s womb. My praise shall be continually of You” (v.6). As the psalmist looked back, he clearly saw the faithfulness of God. With confidence in that faithfulness, he could face the future and its uncertainties—and so can we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we say with the psalmist, “I will praise You—and Your faithfulness, O my God!” (v.22).  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father!&lt;br /&gt;There is no shadow of turning with Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Thou changest not, Thy compassions they fail not;&lt;br /&gt;As Thou hast been, Thou forever wilt be. &lt;br /&gt;— Chisholm&lt;br /&gt;© Renewal 1951 Hope Publishing Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years add up, God’s faithfulness keeps multiplying.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-9203649544056053006?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9203649544056053006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=9203649544056053006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9203649544056053006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9203649544056053006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-ok-i-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8951648655113699923</id><published>2009-01-23T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:59:18.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, so i havent been &lt;br /&gt;posting for a long time these&lt;br /&gt;past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats mainly cuz Sec 2&lt;br /&gt;life is like so much more &lt;br /&gt;stress-&lt;i&gt;er&lt;/i&gt; and buzier?!&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;Anw, enough of my complains.&lt;br /&gt;Im here to entertain u guys &lt;br /&gt;again. LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;So met up with Yan lin and&lt;br /&gt;Yen Yi on wed.&lt;br /&gt;We met up around like 2+?&lt;br /&gt;And went to macs. &lt;br /&gt;Since i didnt have lunch yet,&lt;br /&gt;i went to buy food and Yan lin&lt;br /&gt;went to buy food too not long&lt;br /&gt;aft tt cuz she said i was&lt;br /&gt;tempting her.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. ;D&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, we were&lt;br /&gt;oso playing on my TPC!&lt;br /&gt;Which is supposed to be fun but&lt;br /&gt;its not.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we just couldnt connect to the&lt;br /&gt;internet at macs for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;We were like so pisssedd! &lt;br /&gt;So we then gave up on tt since&lt;br /&gt;we literally wasted like 20mins&lt;br /&gt;of our time doing tt which is &lt;br /&gt;totally hopeless in the end.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to play the games&lt;br /&gt;on my comp - Cooking Academy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yen yi was like the one teaching &lt;br /&gt;us how to play at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;She's like so pro! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And Yan lin was awesome at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Stabbing my screen with the stylus&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game as well. ;D&lt;br /&gt;So aft awhile, some of their sch&lt;br /&gt;mates came and yen yi had to go help&lt;br /&gt;decorate the class.&lt;br /&gt;So it was only me and Yan lin then.&lt;br /&gt;We continued playing the game and&lt;br /&gt;we had fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;So like abt 5.30 i had to go home&lt;br /&gt;but b4 tt, we were comparing our&lt;br /&gt;muscles. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Yan lin has like so much more&lt;br /&gt;muscle at her legs than me and&lt;br /&gt;mine is just filled with fats.&lt;br /&gt;Like how ugly is tt?! D':&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is mainly cuz i dun&lt;br /&gt;skip 300 times a day like someone.&lt;br /&gt;;D &lt;br /&gt;By someone i mean Yan lin!&lt;br /&gt;Strong stamina man!! &lt;br /&gt;Ok on thur we had ELDDS and learnt &lt;br /&gt;miming! (:&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed it lots. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Aft Drama, it was like almost 6.&lt;br /&gt;And i went with Ash to pick &lt;br /&gt;up her new specs at Queensway mall.&lt;br /&gt;We were like rushing there cuz its &lt;br /&gt;so late already and when we reached&lt;br /&gt;there, we kept going in circles.&lt;br /&gt;The place is confusing, serious.&lt;br /&gt;But we did manage the find the place&lt;br /&gt;in the end. (:&lt;br /&gt;And Ash, ur specs look awesome on u!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i had to go with Ash to change&lt;br /&gt;her specs again today cuz the nose&lt;br /&gt;thing for the specs is chipped&lt;br /&gt;off and it was hurting.&lt;br /&gt;And like ysd, we were rushing like&lt;br /&gt;crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;The performance in sch today was&lt;br /&gt;great {:&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple. &lt;br /&gt;— Isaiah 6:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you placed your food order at a popular fast food restaurant, the cashiers used to ask that famous question: “Would you like to supersize that?” In essence, they were asking the customers if they wanted more of what they were already getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar way, when we come into God’s presence, I believe He asks us: “Would you like to enlarge your understanding of Me today?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah had one such experience with God. Through a painful event in his life, Isaiah saw the Lord “high and lifted up” (Isa. 6:1). Through this encounter, God supersized Isaiah’s understanding of His holiness. He saw God’s complete moral excellence that unifies His attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God also enlarged Isaiah’s realization of his own sin (v.5). This led to an expansion of his understanding of God’s complete forgiveness and cleansing (vv.6-7). Only when Isaiah understood the depth of his sin could he appreciate and accept forgiveness and cleansing from God. Finally, his encounter with God led to Isaiah’s declaration of availability and commitment to reach out to others and to help them increase their understanding of God (vv.8-9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s ask God to supersize our understanding of His greatness today.  &lt;br /&gt;— Marvin Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I want to know You, blessed Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Better than I’ve ever known before!&lt;br /&gt;In Your Word I read of Your great purpose—&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand it more and more. &lt;br /&gt;— Hess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing about God is fascinating. Knowing God personally is life-changing.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8951648655113699923?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8951648655113699923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8951648655113699923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8951648655113699923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8951648655113699923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-right-so-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2937192863040266757</id><published>2009-01-19T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:00:46.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, havent posted for &lt;br /&gt;practically a million years.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously bz.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i few things happened&lt;br /&gt;these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;1st things 1st:&lt;br /&gt;My b'day was on 14th Jan!&lt;br /&gt;WEEE!;D&lt;br /&gt;Thx so much to u guys hu&lt;br /&gt;wished my Happy B'day! (:&lt;br /&gt;U guys r so sweet man.&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone frm my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Which is the G705. &lt;br /&gt;And got a new bag from my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum gave me 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and i went to buy my chi &lt;br /&gt;new yr clothes during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;2 tops frm Mango and a skirt&lt;br /&gt;frm there too.&lt;br /&gt;And i got it like at a seriously&lt;br /&gt;great price cuz it was like 70% off!!&lt;br /&gt;SO i got the tops at $34 each&lt;br /&gt;and the skirt at $24. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i oso got a pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;frm Timberland for like $39&lt;br /&gt;which is a really good price.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we took our height and&lt;br /&gt;weight!&lt;br /&gt;And Flo, im as tall as u nw!!&lt;br /&gt;In ur face! ;P&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;But im like super fat man! D':&lt;br /&gt;How can i lose weight &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try growing taller at the same time?!&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;br /&gt;Ok, since i have nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno when i would be able to &lt;br /&gt;post again.&lt;br /&gt;Could be maybe a yr later or so.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderfully Made&lt;br /&gt;READ: Psalm 139:7-16 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 139:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote in George MacDonald’s book David Elginbrod speaks to those who wonder, at times, why God has made them the way they are—and who wish they were someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Emily muses: “I wish I were you, Margaret.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret answers: “If I were you, my lady, I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of. For to have been thought about—born in God’s thoughts—and then made by God, is the dearest, grandest, most precious thing in all thinking.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacDonald may have had Psalm 139:17 in mind: “How precious . . . are Your thoughts to me, O God!” In this psalm, David is thinking about his conception, and vividly describes God’s thoughts as He wove him together in his mother’s womb, creating a unique and special individual to be the object of His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a comforting thought to know that we’re not a terrible mistake, but a very special creation, “born in God’s thoughts.” David could stand before a mirror and say in all honesty and humility: “I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works” (v.14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a designer original! As such, you are dear, grand, and precious to God.  &lt;br /&gt;— David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all creation’s treasures rare,&lt;br /&gt;Not one compares in worth with man;&lt;br /&gt;In God’s own image he was made&lt;br /&gt;To fill a place in His great plan. &lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind—designed to glorify God as only you can.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2937192863040266757?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2937192863040266757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2937192863040266757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2937192863040266757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2937192863040266757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-well-havent-posted-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7794913532825188212</id><published>2009-01-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:07:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So didnt post for a few&lt;br /&gt;days, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, just to let u guys noe,&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna post as often as&lt;br /&gt;last time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this yr is serious business.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll most probably post like&lt;br /&gt;2 days once?&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats enough to keep&lt;br /&gt;my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, more abt today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, woke up at abt 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Used the comp for a lil while&lt;br /&gt;and got ready for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go her place every sun,&lt;br /&gt;btw.&lt;br /&gt;So hadn tuition for abt 2.5h and &lt;br /&gt;went hm aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner at tiong&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Ajisen Ramen.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;And nw im at hm currently watching&lt;br /&gt;American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;3 more days b4 Season 8!&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;N guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Its on the same day as my B'day too!&lt;br /&gt;WEEE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I hope u guys have prepared ur presents.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, kidding. (:&lt;br /&gt;Im not tt greedy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok since i have nothing more&lt;br /&gt;to say, BYEEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and see the works of God; He is awesome in His doing toward the sons of men. &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 66:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word awesome is tossed around a lot these days. Talk about cars, movies, songs, or food—and somebody will say, “That’s awesome!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we call earth-side stuff awesome and then call God awesome, we diminish how truly awesome He is. A friend of mine has a rule in her house—the word awesome is reserved only for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivializing God is no trivial matter. He is far more than a companion who will fit into our “buddy system” or a divine ATM responding to our impulses. Until we are stunned by the awesomeness of God, we will be way too impressed with ourselves and lose the joy of the privilege of belonging to an awesome God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look at the Psalms puts it all in perspective. One psalmist declares, “For the Lord Most High is awesome; He is a great King over all the earth” (Ps. 47:2). And another psalm commands: “Say to God, ‘How awesome are Your works!’ . . . Come and see the works of God; He is awesome in His doing toward the sons of men” (Ps. 66:3,5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be more awesome than the love that compelled Jesus to go to the cross for us? Put Him in His proper place as the only One who is truly awesome, and praise God for His awesome work in your life!  &lt;br /&gt;— Joe Stowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Holy, Holy! All the saints adore Thee,&lt;br /&gt;Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;&lt;br /&gt;Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,&lt;br /&gt;Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. &lt;br /&gt;— Heber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re too impressed with yourself, take a closer look at God’s awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7794913532825188212?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7794913532825188212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7794913532825188212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7794913532825188212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7794913532825188212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-so-didnt-post-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5519739929488210291</id><published>2009-01-10T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:22:47.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So didnt post for like 3 &lt;br /&gt;days?!&lt;br /&gt;And thats quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda bz these past few&lt;br /&gt;days wad with sch work and &lt;br /&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And u noe wad?&lt;br /&gt;Im actually forcing myself to&lt;br /&gt;post right nw even though im&lt;br /&gt;like super duper sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since im so tired, im&lt;br /&gt;gonna make this post short n&lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;br /&gt;So lets see, sch was as per normal&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were fine.&lt;br /&gt;Had our 1st Lit lesson, was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Played this memory game. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh aft sch, i had to stay back &lt;br /&gt;for awhile cuz of the CCA transfer form&lt;br /&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to stay with Felicia, Huimin,&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine and Joan.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine, me and Simin oso went our&lt;br /&gt;class to see the our juniors, 1C3,&lt;br /&gt;do their cheers.&lt;br /&gt;While im there, i was oso conveniently&lt;br /&gt;choosing a mortal. &lt;br /&gt;Anw, aft tt at 2.15, went to meet &lt;br /&gt;Ms Yap and she signed the form and i&lt;br /&gt;could go hm! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Im so very tired nw.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cya soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge not, that you be not judged. &lt;br /&gt;— Matthew 7:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to tell people to mind their own business than to quote Jesus? People who seldom read the Bible are quick to quote Matthew 7:1 when they want to silence someone whose opinion they don’t like. “Judge not, that you be not judged” seems like the perfect response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In context, however, the passage indicates that we are indeed to judge; we’re just supposed to avoid faulty judgments. Furthermore, our judgments are to begin with self: “First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye,” Jesus said (v.5). He then said, “Beware of false prophets” (v.15). This too requires judging—we need to be able to discern truth from falsehood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus used the metaphor of fruit to give us the proper criteria for judging. “By their fruits you will know them” (v.20). We are to judge people (including ourselves) by the quality of the fruit they produce. This fruit cannot be judged by earthly values such as how good we look (v.15). It must be judged by heavenly values—the fruit of the Spirit produced within us—love, joy, peace (Gal. 5:22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tendency is to judge by appearance. But God judges by what we produce, and so should we.  &lt;br /&gt;— Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They truly lead who lead by love&lt;br /&gt;And humbly serve the Lord;&lt;br /&gt;Their lives will bear the Spirit’s fruit&lt;br /&gt;And magnify His Word. &lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be slow to judge others and quick to judge yourself.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5519739929488210291?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5519739929488210291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5519739929488210291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5519739929488210291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5519739929488210291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-so-didnt-post-for-like-3.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-9102028234273725296</id><published>2009-01-06T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:04:48.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, didnt post for quite&lt;br /&gt;a no. of days cuz was bz as&lt;br /&gt;usual.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ysd i really didnt do &lt;br /&gt;so it was like even if i post,&lt;br /&gt;i wont have anything to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was kinda like ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, had lunch, went bathe&lt;br /&gt;and had tuition frm 4.30 to 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing much happened at sch.&lt;br /&gt;Well, tmr gonna meet YL, WQ &amp; JW.&lt;br /&gt;At tiong aft sch. (:&lt;br /&gt;Cant w8! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the worst thing just &lt;br /&gt;happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;My mum &lt;i&gt;banned&lt;/i&gt; me for watching&lt;br /&gt;90210 cuz she thinks its a &lt;br /&gt;"Bad Influence".&lt;br /&gt;Like how sad is tt right?&lt;br /&gt;And its not even tt bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;So nw im kinda bummed out n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anw, BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. &lt;br /&gt;— Matthew 18:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday I heard Mike talk about his relationship with his two fathers—the one who raised him as a child, and his Father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he described his childhood trust toward his earthly father as “simple and uncomplicated.” He expected his dad to fix broken things and to give advice. He dreaded displeasing him, however, because he often forgot that his father’s love and forgiveness always followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike continued, “Some years ago I made a mess of things and hurt a lot of people. Because of my guilt, I ended a happy, simple relationship with my heavenly Father. I forgot that I could ask Him to fix what I had broken and seek His advice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed. Eventually Mike became desperate for God, yet he wondered what to do. His pastor said simply, “Say you’re sorry to God, and mean it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Mike asked complicated questions, like: “How does this work?” and “What if . . .?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally his pastor prayed, “Please, God, give Mike the faith of a child!” Mike later testified joyfully, “The Lord did!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike found closeness with his heavenly Father. The key for him and for us is to practice the simple and uncomplicated faith of a child.  &lt;br /&gt;— Joanie Yoder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed that the childlike faith&lt;br /&gt;Of a little girl or boy&lt;br /&gt;Has so often shown to older folks&lt;br /&gt;How to know salvation’s joy? &lt;br /&gt;— Branon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith shines brightest in a childlike heart.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-9102028234273725296?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9102028234273725296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=9102028234273725296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9102028234273725296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9102028234273725296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-right-didnt-post-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5695592075277817146</id><published>2009-01-04T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:18:11.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So anw, didnt post for quite&lt;br /&gt;a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna noe y?&lt;br /&gt;Well, on fri night, when i&lt;br /&gt;wanted to put my hw in my bag,&lt;br /&gt;only to find out tt i couldnt &lt;br /&gt;find my hw inside my file.&lt;br /&gt;I spent like abt 1h searching&lt;br /&gt;for it and still NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;So later i realised tt it was&lt;br /&gt;accidentally thrown away by&lt;br /&gt;my maid. D:&lt;br /&gt;When i found out i was like so &lt;br /&gt;sad man.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i spent like so much of my&lt;br /&gt;time doing those hw and its not&lt;br /&gt;lil u noe, it was like 3/4 of the&lt;br /&gt;hw just thrown away. &lt;br /&gt;That was y i had to spent the&lt;br /&gt;whole of ysd trying to finish all&lt;br /&gt;the hw.&lt;br /&gt;But the good thing was, i did&lt;br /&gt;manage to finish everything.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so enough abt tt.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u bout the 1st day of sch.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so as usual, i woke up abt 6am&lt;br /&gt;and got ready for sch.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to diff waking up so &lt;br /&gt;early cuz u noe im very used to &lt;br /&gt;only waking up around 1-2pm.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached sch, it was still&lt;br /&gt;pretty early n tt was kinda a gd&lt;br /&gt;thing cuz i got to choose seats.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft some time, &lt;br /&gt;Ash came and she sat next to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Nw during assembly, we get&lt;br /&gt;to sit at the top part of the hall!&lt;br /&gt;And its so cool cuz we dun have to&lt;br /&gt;like cross our legs and sit down&lt;br /&gt;but we can seat on big steps which is&lt;br /&gt;like way more comfy and better still,&lt;br /&gt;we get to see alot more frm up there.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so for the rest of the day,&lt;br /&gt;we didnt study at all.&lt;br /&gt;Which is obviously i gd thing.&lt;br /&gt;So we just chatted and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was quite fun,&lt;br /&gt;wasnt tt boring ... for me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But i was still looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;go hm which is now pushed back to 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but i was kinda freaked out when &lt;br /&gt;Ms Ang told us abt the streaming for&lt;br /&gt;this yr.&lt;br /&gt;I soo hope tt i could be in the same&lt;br /&gt;class as my frens man!&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine if i was like in&lt;br /&gt;a whole diff class and there's like&lt;br /&gt;nobody i noe.&lt;br /&gt;Tt would be like a major nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but other than tt,&lt;br /&gt;i had a good 1st day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found honey? Eat only as much as you need. &lt;br /&gt;— Proverbs 25:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk into the bookstore and see a table filled with books on dieting, you know it must be January. After several weeks of overeating all kinds of holiday foods, people in many cultures turn their attention to not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food plays an important role in Scripture. God uses it not only to bless us but also to teach us. Our misuse of food keeps us from knowing God in ways He wants to be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament, God gave instructions to Adam as to what to eat and what not to eat (Gen. 2:16-17). Later He gave the Israelites manna to convince them that He was God and to test them to find out if they believed Him (Ex. 16:12; Deut. 8:16). In the New Testament, the apostle Paul stated the proper attitude for everything we do, including eating: “Whether you eat or drink, . . . do all to the glory of God” &lt;br /&gt;(1 Cor. 10:31).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we think of food as a friend that comforts us or an enemy that makes us fat, we miss the wonder of receiving with gratitude a splendid gift from God. Obsessive eating or not eating indicates that we are focused on the gift rather than on the Giver, which is a form of idolatry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating becomes a true act of worship, we will no longer worship food.  &lt;br /&gt;— Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone are worthy, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;To be worshiped and adored;&lt;br /&gt;We to You our tribute bring&lt;br /&gt;As our hearts rejoice and sing. &lt;br /&gt;— Hess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When food becomes our god, our appetite for the Bread of Life is diminished.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5695592075277817146?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5695592075277817146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5695592075277817146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5695592075277817146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5695592075277817146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-so-anw-didnt-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5596306677063276545</id><published>2008-12-31T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:41:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is just like any&lt;br /&gt;other day i had.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at abt 1+ i guess.&lt;br /&gt;And had decided to go out for&lt;br /&gt;lunch at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we had to buy the Text books&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So by the time we reached,&lt;br /&gt;it was already abt like 3+.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to takashimaya and had&lt;br /&gt;Pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;For ppl hu havent ate ther b4,&lt;br /&gt;its like they give u one hot &lt;br /&gt;sizzling plate and the food is not&lt;br /&gt;like all cooked yet.&lt;br /&gt;So wad u gotta do is kinda cook it&lt;br /&gt;by urself and u get to add all these&lt;br /&gt;diff sauces too. (:&lt;br /&gt;I had this Salmon pepper rice thing.&lt;br /&gt;It was YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;So aft eating, walked around for a lil&lt;br /&gt;and decided to go to the orchard popular.&lt;br /&gt;Only to find out tt there isnt&lt;br /&gt;any orchard popular any more.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so had to make our way to&lt;br /&gt;Toa Payoh cuz there's quite a big popular&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so in the end, managed to&lt;br /&gt;find all the books except for the lit&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;Which is the Clay Marble.&lt;br /&gt;OI actually found it but it was frm&lt;br /&gt;a diff publisher so i guess i just&lt;br /&gt;have to buy it frm sch then.&lt;br /&gt;So went for dinner aft tt and took&lt;br /&gt;a cab hm. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till sch reopens.&lt;br /&gt;Im so sad! D':&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anw, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and going to YL's hse tmr!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. &lt;br /&gt;— Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rev. Gardner Taylor has been called “the dean of American preaching.” Born in Louisiana in 1918, the grandson of slaves, he overcame the segregation of his youth to become the pastor of a large New York congregation and a leader in the struggle for racial equality. For 6 decades he traveled the world as a much sought-after preacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at age 89, Rev. Taylor’s health gave way and he could no longer accept speaking engagements. He told Rachel Zoll of the Associated Press: “I at first felt rather crestfallen.” But then he spoke of his belief that “there are seasons and eras, and we have to see what they are as best as we can, and to find what is positive in them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to face the challenges of life, we often turn to Solomon’s words: “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven” (Eccl. 3:1). But we readily admit that we would rather laugh than weep, dance than mourn, and gain than lose (vv.4,6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we know that as we embrace the lessons and opportunities of every season that comes to us, we find that “God is our refuge and strength” (Ps. 46:1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever season we’re in, it’s always the season to trust in Him.  &lt;br /&gt;— David C. McCasland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the winter turns to spring,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives have changing seasons too;&lt;br /&gt;So when a gloomy forecast comes,&lt;br /&gt;Remember—God has plans for you. &lt;br /&gt;— Sper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the season of life, attitude makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5596306677063276545?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5596306677063276545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5596306677063276545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5596306677063276545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5596306677063276545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-today-is-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2618627875716630671</id><published>2008-12-31T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:32:35.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So posting kinda late today.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, woke up at around 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As usual&lt;/i&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch and used the&lt;br /&gt;comp till dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Was playing Sims 2! (:&lt;br /&gt;WEE! &lt;br /&gt;My char is like seriously&lt;br /&gt;messed-up.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, could ask for YL's help&lt;br /&gt;on Thur. ;D&lt;br /&gt;So aft dinner, was watching&lt;br /&gt;Friends, then 90210 then went&lt;br /&gt;to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Aft bathing, i watched half of &lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy and Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;There're really great shows tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Other than tt, i didnt do &lt;br /&gt;anything much.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i noe, my life's pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;But wadever.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; you are Mine. &lt;br /&gt;— Isaiah 43:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours before 2007 began, some friends of ours in the UK were aboard their boat, anticipating the arrival of the new year, when a violent storm struck. But they were able to send us this reassuring note: “John and Linda are sitting on board the good ship Norna, and happy to say that we are secure. . . . The wind is storm force ten [48-55 knots]. Hope that all of you have a happy and prosperous new year.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus’ disciples also encountered a stormy experience. They were on the Sea of Galilee when a windstorm whipped up (Mark 6:48). The storm was so violent that despite being experienced fishermen who knew the lake well, they feared for their lives. But Jesus walked out to them and saved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can predict with certainty how stormy the new year will be. We do know, though, that everyone will face storms. But we who have Jesus have our future securely moored to Him. Jesus, who did not fail us in the past, will not fail us in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis Edgar Jones aptly described our situation in his old hymn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve anchored in Jesus, the storms of life I’ll brave;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve anchored in Jesus, I’ll fear no wind or wave.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve anchored in Jesus, for He hath power to save;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve anchored to the Rock of Ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you fare in the storms of the new year? If you’re anchored in Jesus, you have nothing to fear.  &lt;br /&gt;— C. P. Hia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith in Christ will keep us steady in the stormy sea of change.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2618627875716630671?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2618627875716630671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2618627875716630671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2618627875716630671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2618627875716630671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-so-posting-kinda-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7744337355478960329</id><published>2008-12-29T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:40:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ppl!&lt;br /&gt;So wad's up?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, wad did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;Well, woke up at like 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Man, im becoming more like a pig everyday!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And used the comp to watch frens &lt;br /&gt;till about like 3 when i went&lt;br /&gt;to have lunch. &lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, went back to the comp&lt;br /&gt;and watched more of frens.&lt;br /&gt;YL then called me while i was&lt;br /&gt;watching season 8 and ep 1 of&lt;br /&gt;frens. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for abit and then aft&lt;br /&gt;tt i gtg cuz i had to do something.&lt;br /&gt;We then had dinner later and&lt;br /&gt;while i ate, i was oso watching &lt;br /&gt;frens on starworld.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i guess today is something like&lt;br /&gt;a friends marathon for me, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we're only going to YL's&lt;br /&gt;hse on thur not wed.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i have to buy sch books&lt;br /&gt;on wed.&lt;br /&gt;I noe, im such a lagger.&lt;br /&gt;I bet u guys have already bought ur bks.&lt;br /&gt;And YL, i didnt cancel on u, k?&lt;br /&gt;Well, atleast not on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye again! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will You not revive us again, that Your people may rejoice in You? &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 85:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While working my way through graduate school, I taught five-string banjo in a music store. The job provided me with the opportunity to buy a brand-new, professional-quality instrument for nearly half-price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was over 30 years ago, and that banjo has accompanied me on ministry efforts around the world. But despite its excellent craftsmanship, eventually it needed to be refurbished. A master repairman pointed out how imperfections had worn into the banjo. He was confident that his repairs would result in the instrument sounding better than new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t disappointed. The action on the strings and the clarity of the sound are astonishingly superior to its original condition when I purchased the instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, our lives are like musical instruments intended for “the praise of the glory of [God’s] grace” (Eph. 1:6). But over time, life wears us down. Our hearts cry out for renewal. The psalmist prayed: “Will You not revive us again?” (Ps. 85:6). The Hebrew word for revive means not only “to restore and refresh” but also “to repair.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s vital that we submit our souls to the Master’s restorative touch. Why not set aside some time for spiritual retreat, and ask the Lord to repair your heart?  &lt;br /&gt;— Dennis Fisher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revive us again—&lt;br /&gt;Fill each heart with Thy love;&lt;br /&gt;May each soul be rekindled&lt;br /&gt;With fire from above. &lt;br /&gt;— Mackay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time in Christ’s service requires time out for renewal.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7744337355478960329?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7744337355478960329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7744337355478960329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7744337355478960329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7744337355478960329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-ppl-so-wads-up-anw-wad-did-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8416184129998875131</id><published>2008-12-28T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:12:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, had a very productive&lt;br /&gt;day today.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;present! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I count tt as &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; productive&lt;br /&gt;since i got something. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went to Bugis at abt 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt walked around and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;We walked for like such a long&lt;br /&gt;time cuz i really couldnt find&lt;br /&gt;the something tt i really liked.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i decided to buy &lt;br /&gt;this Billabong bag for $60.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;But i felt tt it's a lil too&lt;br /&gt;small tho.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i was kinda thinking abt&lt;br /&gt;buying this white Guess bag instead.&lt;br /&gt;Which was $119 n on sale.&lt;br /&gt;But it was like so heavy when there's&lt;br /&gt;nothing inside and it looked&lt;br /&gt;like kinda old and dirty so i decided&lt;br /&gt;not to buy tt and bought&lt;br /&gt;the billabong bag instead (:&lt;br /&gt;So aft buying the bag, which is like&lt;br /&gt;5+?&lt;br /&gt;We went to get something to drink&lt;br /&gt;and walked around for a lil bit&lt;br /&gt;more and decided to go hm. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words were found, and I ate them, and Your word was to me the joy and rejoicing of my heart. &lt;br /&gt;— Jeremiah 15:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping with my wife, Martie, is like taking a seminar in nutrition. I’ll often pick up a box of something that looks good, and she’ll say: “Look at the label. Are there trans-fats? What’s the calorie count? How about the cholesterol rating?” I have to confess that if she weren’t the nutrition cop in my life, I’d look like Shamu the whale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More important than making good choices in the grocery store is thinking carefully about the food we digest for our souls. I love the verse that says: “Your words were found, and I ate them” (Jer. 15:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we read God’s Word, we have to be doing more than checking it off our to-do list. We have to read it to digest it. Slow, thoughtful absorption of the Word of God with quiet reflection on its implications is high in nutrition. His Word provides all the ingredients we need to thrive spiritually:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a direct connection to the sustainer of our soul&lt;br /&gt;brain food that makes us wise and discerning&lt;br /&gt;a daily check-up revealing the condition of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;preventive medicine keeping us from sin&lt;br /&gt;a spiritual shower of peace, hope, and comfort&lt;br /&gt;Eat God’s Word. It’s a spiritual feast!  &lt;br /&gt;— Joe Stowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s Word provides the nourishment&lt;br /&gt;That Christians need if we’re to grow;&lt;br /&gt;But if we do not feast on it,&lt;br /&gt;A vibrant faith we’ll never know. &lt;br /&gt;— Sper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible contains all the nutrients for a healthy soul.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8416184129998875131?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8416184129998875131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8416184129998875131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8416184129998875131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8416184129998875131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-had-very-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1888700263748625853</id><published>2008-12-27T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:00:09.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was GREAT! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Had so fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;So woke up at abt 12.50.&lt;br /&gt;I noe, LATE. &lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet YL &amp; WQ&lt;br /&gt;at 2 but since i woke up&lt;br /&gt;so late, had to meet them &lt;br /&gt;at 2.30 instead.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So suddenly YL called my hp&lt;br /&gt;and said tt they were already&lt;br /&gt;downstairs my hse.&lt;br /&gt;N asked me to go down quicky.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt wq was like nvm,&lt;br /&gt;just tell the security guard&lt;br /&gt;wad's my unit no. n he'll&lt;br /&gt;let them in.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, she was right.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wq, so smart huh? ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt, when i wanted &lt;br /&gt;to go fetch them frm downstairs,&lt;br /&gt;guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;They were already at my hse.&lt;br /&gt;It was super shocking man.&lt;br /&gt;But i knew i heard laughing&lt;br /&gt;when i opened my door. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anw, so aft tt, they came in &lt;br /&gt;and we went to the room and &lt;br /&gt;played with the laptops.&lt;br /&gt;We were planning on watching &lt;br /&gt;twilight on the comp at 1st &lt;br /&gt;but ended up doing something&lt;br /&gt;else. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun chatting with Datina&lt;br /&gt;on MSN! ;D&lt;br /&gt;So later we oso played SIMS 2 &lt;br /&gt;and it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;YL is like so pro at it? (:&lt;br /&gt;And yea, we oso watched &lt;br /&gt;Suite Life on Deck on disney &lt;br /&gt;channel.&lt;br /&gt;I some how preferred the old one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and halfway through, wq got&lt;br /&gt;hungry so we decided to go down&lt;br /&gt;and buy sometihng to eat.&lt;br /&gt;There're only snacks at my hse&lt;br /&gt;and wq wanted something hot so yea.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Anw, at abt 7pm, wq gotta go back 1st&lt;br /&gt;cuz her dad was already downstairs&lt;br /&gt;my house.&lt;br /&gt;YL stayed longer to play sims. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, i think she stayed till bout&lt;br /&gt;almost 8. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun with u guys today!&lt;br /&gt;Going to YL's hse on wed again.&lt;br /&gt;AKA the day b4 New Yr's Day!&lt;br /&gt;WEE!&lt;br /&gt;I love them loads! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and 1 more thing.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Seems familiar?&lt;br /&gt;Well, its the same one as Wq's. ;D&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sought the Lord, and He heard me. &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 34:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory doesn’t feel loved by God. She received Jesus as her Savior several years ago and is confident that she is forgiven and will spend eternity with Him. She believes what God says in His Word, but she would also like to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friends give her what she thinks is a pat answer: “It’s not about feelings! Just believe and the feelings will come later.” She says, “Okay, but when is later?” She believes she’s “feelings-deficient.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created us in His image to have emotions, so the longing to feel loved is legitimate and good. One way that many of us sense we’re loved is when someone talks with us and listens to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God provides those needs in our relationship with Him too. He speaks through His Word to our heart (Heb. 4:12), and He wants us to pour out our heart to Him about everything (Ps. 62:8)—even our longing to feel His love. Besides a relationship with Him, He daily gives us our breath, clothing, food, and shelter. Like the psalmist, we can find Him to be our “rock” and “refuge” as we trust Him (vv.2,7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us. Now, we walk by faith. One day, when we’re in His very presence, we’ll never again be feelings-deficient.  &lt;br /&gt;— Anne Cetas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking It Through&lt;br /&gt;Read these passages about God’s love for you:&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 31:3; John 15:9-11; 1 John 4:9-10.&lt;br /&gt;What can you thank God for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that God loves us comes by faith; feeling His love for us comes by relationship.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1888700263748625853?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1888700263748625853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1888700263748625853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1888700263748625853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1888700263748625853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-today-was-great-d-had.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4613424428390454261</id><published>2008-12-26T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:22:48.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, so today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jw and Wq at &lt;br /&gt;abt 3pm today.&lt;br /&gt;I noe its late cuz it was&lt;br /&gt;very last min.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but atleast we still&lt;br /&gt;get to meet up! (:&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, we took the shuttle&lt;br /&gt;bus to plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda amazing tt the&lt;br /&gt;shuttle bus waited tt long.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;Which was definately a good &lt;br /&gt;thing tho.&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached plaza sing,&lt;br /&gt;1st thing we did was go book &lt;br /&gt;the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted the 4.40 show but it&lt;br /&gt;was already full. D:&lt;br /&gt;So we had to watch the 5.05 show&lt;br /&gt;for bedtime stories instead.&lt;br /&gt;The Show was seriously awesome.&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;And for ppl hu watch frens,&lt;br /&gt;Courtney Cox AKA Monica from&lt;br /&gt;frens is oso in the movie!&lt;br /&gt;Acting as Adam Sandler's older &lt;br /&gt;sister. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then aft buying the tickets,&lt;br /&gt;we walked around and had something&lt;br /&gt;to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty hungry cuz didnt&lt;br /&gt;eat much for my lunch/break fast.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, bought a pretzel &lt;br /&gt;n shared it with wq.&lt;br /&gt;It was YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;And u noe wad?&lt;br /&gt;I paid &lt;u&gt;5 cents&lt;/u&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;5 cents more, k? &lt;br /&gt;So aft the movie, which was like&lt;br /&gt;already 7pm by then,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go back to tiong&lt;br /&gt;1st.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the shuttle bus service is&lt;br /&gt;only till like 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to have our&lt;br /&gt;dinner at Long John's.&lt;br /&gt;It was delicious. (:&lt;br /&gt;And aft tt went with JW to buy&lt;br /&gt;sushi for her mum.&lt;br /&gt;While Wq went to Mr Bean which&lt;br /&gt;is opp the Sushi place. &lt;br /&gt;So tmr YL and WQ are coming to&lt;br /&gt;my place.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen YL for like such a &lt;br /&gt;long time so i miss her loads.&lt;br /&gt;And i had a great time with &lt;br /&gt;WQ &amp; JW today! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice. &lt;br /&gt;— 1 Kings 19:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone will at some time in their life be affected by depression, either their own or someone else’s. Some common signs and symptoms of depression include feelings of hopelessness, pessimism, worthlessness, and helplessness. Although we cannot say for certain that characters in the Bible experienced depression, we can say that some did exhibit a deep sense of despondency, discouragement, and sadness that is linked to personal powerlessness and loss of meaning and enthusiasm for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah is one biblical character who fits this description. After defeating the prophets of Baal, he received a death threat from Jezebel. His hope was shattered, and despondency set in. He wanted to die! God helped Elijah deal with his despondency in several ways. The Lord did not rebuke him for his feelings but sent an angel to provide for his physical needs. Then, the Lord revealed Himself and reminded Elijah that He was quietly working among His people. Next, He renewed Elijah’s mission by giving him new orders. Finally, God reminded Elijah that he wasn’t alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our times of discouragement, let us remember that God loves us and desires to lead us to a place of a renewed vision of Himself!  &lt;br /&gt;— Marvin Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;&lt;br /&gt;Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;&lt;br /&gt;Leave to thy God to order and provide;&lt;br /&gt;In every change He faithful will remain. &lt;br /&gt;— von Schlegel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weak, the helpless, and the discouraged are in the Shepherd’s special care.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4613424428390454261?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4613424428390454261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4613424428390454261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4613424428390454261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4613424428390454261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-right-so-today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3229260075674928872</id><published>2008-12-25T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:41:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So as u guys noe, &lt;br /&gt;It's X'mas today! &lt;br /&gt;WEE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Well, went out for lunch&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt went to NTUC to&lt;br /&gt;shop for groceries.&lt;br /&gt;I noe, great way of spending&lt;br /&gt;X'mas right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, aft tt, went &lt;br /&gt;home and here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;I noe this is kinda lame way&lt;br /&gt;of spending Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;But u noe, Christmas isnt all&lt;br /&gt;abt presents and all, it's actually&lt;br /&gt;abt the birth of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;We bought turkey.&lt;br /&gt;N turkey has something to do&lt;br /&gt;with Christmas right?&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i guess this isnt&lt;br /&gt;all lame. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'll stop boring u guys nw.&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich. &lt;br /&gt;— 2 Corinthians 8:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a piece of old plaster on my desk that comes from the ancient site of the Herodium in the land of Israel. It reminds me of the humility of our Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herodium was a lavish residence that served as King Herod’s summer palace, a sumptuous villa with opulent apartments furnished for the royal family and their guests. It boasted a Roman bath with hot and cold pools, surrounded by colonnaded gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s said that Herod built his palace to commemorate a victory in battle, but knowing Herod’s selfish ambition it’s possible he had another purpose in mind. Some have conjectured that Herod, despite inquiring of the scribes (Matt. 2:4-6), knew about Micah’s prediction that Israel’s Messiah would be born in Bethlehem. He may have wanted Israel’s King to be born in his palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father’s plan, however, was for our Lord to be born not in a castle but in a cave. It was in a lowly manger that the little Lord Jesus was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, “Though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich” (2 Cor. 8:9). This is the gift of lavish salvation—of all gifts, the greatest gift that you and I will ever receive.  &lt;br /&gt;— David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not use a silvery box&lt;br /&gt;Or paper green and red;&lt;br /&gt;God laid His Christmas gift to me&lt;br /&gt;Within a manger bed. &lt;br /&gt;— Prentice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goodness and love of God became incarnate at Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3229260075674928872?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3229260075674928872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3229260075674928872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3229260075674928872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3229260075674928872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-so-as-u-guys-noe-its-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4895880214623685340</id><published>2008-12-23T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:26:12.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, went out with &lt;br /&gt;Kajal &amp; Flo today.&lt;br /&gt;Miss them like loads man!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;So i met Kajal at like 12.40&lt;br /&gt;at tiong mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was late as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Like wad is wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;these days? D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aft tt, we went to&lt;br /&gt;Somerset MRT to meet Flo&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Cathay Cineplex&lt;br /&gt;frm there.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty near so yea.&lt;br /&gt;Caught the 2.35 show for Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;So we kinda had time to &lt;br /&gt;have our lunch 1st. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Subway.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;We bought this large meal&lt;br /&gt;and shared it with each other.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess like one person only&lt;br /&gt;had to pay $3? &lt;br /&gt;So when we finished eating, &lt;br /&gt;it was like just in time for&lt;br /&gt;the movie.&lt;br /&gt;The movie lasted for like 2h.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice!&lt;br /&gt;It isnt as bad as ppl say they r.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. (:&lt;br /&gt;Aft the movie, we went walking&lt;br /&gt;around Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;We tried on clothes frm Cotton on.&lt;br /&gt;And we do look good in them.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, aft walking around&lt;br /&gt;for a lil while, went for dinner&lt;br /&gt;at BK.&lt;br /&gt;Had a tendergrill burger meal.&lt;br /&gt;The fries was so much man!&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt finish it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So aft eating, went back and got&lt;br /&gt;home around 8.20. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Miss u guys loads! (:&lt;br /&gt;And im so sorry for forgetting&lt;br /&gt;to bring the jacket for u today,&lt;br /&gt;Ash! D':&lt;br /&gt;So yea, bye u guys! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and here r some of the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD-u5WeVJI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IaMwngBlvXQ/s1600-h/DSC03770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD-u5WeVJI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IaMwngBlvXQ/s320/DSC03770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002444528112786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajal, Me and Flo on the escalator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD_SpTuoVI/AAAAAAAAAls/oPFOMSNhDn0/s1600-h/DSC03771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD_SpTuoVI/AAAAAAAAAls/oPFOMSNhDn0/s320/DSC03771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003058696921426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Me &amp; Kajal r on TV! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;We're FAMOUS! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD_hYcitfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/t65UPCGeFfI/s1600-h/23-12-08_1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD_hYcitfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/t65UPCGeFfI/s320/23-12-08_1641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003311868524018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;EWEWEWEW! Look at my hair!&lt;br /&gt;The wind was like so strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross. &lt;br /&gt;— Hebrews 12:2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a boy, I was fascinated by the book The Invisible Man. The main character played an elaborate game of hide-and-seek, staying just out of reach of mere mortals “cursed” with a visible nature. To have a physical presence, he wore clothes and wrapped his face in bandages. When it was time to escape, he simply removed everything and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we have similar thoughts about our unseen God. We feel He is beyond our reach and express it in song with one of my favorite hymns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immortal, invisible, God only wise,&lt;br /&gt;In light inaccessible&lt;br /&gt;Hid from our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, while declaring the wonder of God, the hymn speaks of a God who is not just invisible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praise we would render—O help us to see&lt;br /&gt;’Tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We perceive that God is distant, far off, inaccessible, and hidden. But we need a God who is accessible, and we wonder how to have a meaningful relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never fully comprehend what God is like. Yet He Himself is accessible to us. In part, that is why Jesus came—to “show us the Father” (John 14:8-11) and to bring us close to Him, because “He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation” (Col. 1:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is an invisible God, beyond our limited comprehension. Thankfully, Jesus came to show us how near to us He really is.  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s presence with us is His greatest present to us.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4895880214623685340?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4895880214623685340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4895880214623685340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4895880214623685340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4895880214623685340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-went-out-with-kajal.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SVD-u5WeVJI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IaMwngBlvXQ/s72-c/DSC03770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324357739269988.post-7678242662880212688</id><published>2008-12-22T13:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:42:24.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics i promised&lt;br /&gt;frm ysd. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8r1CQ6uVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y_clzJU5S0g/s1600-h/DSC03754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8r1CQ6uVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y_clzJU5S0g/s320/DSC03754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489078069770578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right -&lt;br /&gt;Clarice, me, Felicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8sLC0Q3NI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Z0N5nLvYwks/s1600-h/DSC03756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8sLC0Q3NI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Z0N5nLvYwks/s320/DSC03756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489456175144146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of us.&lt;br /&gt;I look so weird!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8sqgHZSqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gYZwAfalF94/s1600-h/DSC03759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8sqgHZSqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gYZwAfalF94/s320/DSC03759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282489996615961250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of us in Black &amp; White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8s96SuVSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Rx0vNx86Be0/s1600-h/DSC03761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8s96SuVSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Rx0vNx86Be0/s320/DSC03761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282490330060313890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Felicia&lt;br /&gt;Just so u noe, we were outside&lt;br /&gt;and Clarice took the pic for&lt;br /&gt;us frm inside tho u cant really tell.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8wvIhsYsI/AAAAAAAAAks/d9uURm0epfA/s1600-h/DSC03762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8wvIhsYsI/AAAAAAAAAks/d9uURm0epfA/s320/DSC03762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282494474229670594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of Me and fel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8yMZwiC7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/9cCDGj4Z9ns/s1600-h/DSC03763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8yMZwiC7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/9cCDGj4Z9ns/s320/DSC03763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282496076583144370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Clarice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU80jOp-bNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B6Er-wJYndM/s1600-h/DSC03764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU80jOp-bNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B6Er-wJYndM/s320/DSC03764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282498667763100882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Clarice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU80wUbl00I/AAAAAAAAAlM/teeFQXZRtnI/s1600-h/DSC03765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU80wUbl00I/AAAAAAAAAlM/teeFQXZRtnI/s320/DSC03765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282498892651680578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice &amp; Fel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU81APnLytI/AAAAAAAAAlU/l6oDEsQgk3A/s1600-h/DSC03766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU81APnLytI/AAAAAAAAAlU/l6oDEsQgk3A/s320/DSC03766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499166236035794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, weird pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU81M_U7VBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/YQNQTjTh2VU/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU81M_U7VBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/YQNQTjTh2VU/s320/DSC03767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282499385202791442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic with the weird pose. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need no lamp nor light of the sun, for the Lord God gives them light. &lt;br /&gt;— Revelation 22:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is a month when people celebrate miracles. The Jewish tradition of Hanukkah—the Holiday of Lights—commemorates the time when a small amount of oil lasted 8 days and kept the light in the temple from going out. And Christmas celebrates the coming of the “Light of the World,” God in human form—Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle is generally thought of as something that contradicts nature. But a true miracle is the introduction of God’s supernatural power into our world in a way that suspends the laws of physics as we understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December, it seems that more of us are willing to suspend disbelief and entertain the possibility that “nature” is not the final authority. Even the non-religious yearn for miracles. Deep down, everyone wants to believe that darkness, disease, and death can be overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most wondrous thing about miracles is that it is God’s nature to do the supernatural. The closing chapters of Scripture assure us that this “December desire” for all to be well will become a reality: “There shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain” (Rev. 21:4). God will one day bring to an end the unnatural rule of Satan and begin His righteous reign as the rightful Ruler of the universe.  &lt;br /&gt;— Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord, that although we live in a world&lt;br /&gt;where Satan’s shadow obscures Your glorious light,&lt;br /&gt;we eagerly anticipate the day when Your full glory will once again illuminate all creation. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle needs no explanation to those who believe in God; to those who don’t, no explanation is enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7678242662880212688?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7678242662880212688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7678242662880212688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7678242662880212688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7678242662880212688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone_22.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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/_VhlC6D1aV8Q/SU8r1CQ6uVI/AAAAAAAAAkM/y_clzJU5S0g/s72-c/DSC03754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324357739269988.post-8393653701689465697</id><published>2008-12-22T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:46:21.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i havent posted for &lt;br /&gt;like practically a million&lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;br /&gt;Well, had dance frm mon till&lt;br /&gt;sat, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;And its frm 9-6pm.&lt;br /&gt;But on Thur its frm 8-6pm&lt;br /&gt;and its 7.45-1pm on sat.&lt;br /&gt;Its like super tiring! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tt was y i didnt have &lt;br /&gt;much time to post this week.&lt;br /&gt;N thats y my blog must&lt;br /&gt;be dead.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Clarice's X'mas&lt;br /&gt;party together with Ash and Fel&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 presents even though i&lt;br /&gt;didnt bring any.&lt;br /&gt;It's not because in stingy, btw.&lt;br /&gt;It's just cuz i didnt noe i had&lt;br /&gt;to bring a present.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;We oso played games and did sang&lt;br /&gt;X'mas songs too. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and we oso gave thanks to&lt;br /&gt;God! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;Took loads of pics there as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pics but im too&lt;br /&gt;lazy to do it nw.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll just upload it in&lt;br /&gt;facebook or something?&lt;br /&gt;But i will upload them i guess.&lt;br /&gt;My blog's getting kinda boring &lt;br /&gt;with no pics.&lt;br /&gt;Right, since there's nothing more&lt;br /&gt;to talk abt, i'll just end &lt;br /&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Child is destined for the fall and rising of many in Israel . . . that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed. &lt;br /&gt;— Luke 2:34-35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our most beloved Christmas carols was written in 1865 by William Dix, an Englishman who managed a maritime insurance company and loved to write hymns. Sung to the English melody “Greensleeves,” some versions use the latter half of the first verse as a chorus for the other verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, this is Christ the King,&lt;br /&gt;Whom shepherds guard&lt;br /&gt;and angels sing;&lt;br /&gt;Haste, haste to bring Him laud—&lt;br /&gt;The Babe, the Son of Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in other versions, each stanza is unique. The second verse, rarely sung today, looks beyond the manger to the cross:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why lies He in such mean estate,&lt;br /&gt;Where ox and ass are feeding?&lt;br /&gt;Good Christian, fear, for sinners here,&lt;br /&gt;The silent Word is pleading.&lt;br /&gt;Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,&lt;br /&gt;The cross be borne for me, for you.&lt;br /&gt;Hail, hail the Word made flesh,&lt;br /&gt;The Babe, the Son of Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simeon said to Mary, “This Child is destined for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign which will be spoken against (yes, a sword will pierce through your own soul also), that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed” &lt;br /&gt;(Luke 2:34-35).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Child of Christmas came to be our Savior. “Joy, joy for Christ is born, the Babe, the Son of Mary.”  &lt;br /&gt;— David C. McCasland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birth of Christ brought God to man; the cross of Christ brings man to God.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8393653701689465697?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8393653701689465697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8393653701689465697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8393653701689465697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8393653701689465697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-i-havent-posted-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-195943160340909923</id><published>2008-12-13T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:28:51.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, im back to S'pore!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, woke up at abt&lt;br /&gt;7am today and i was&lt;br /&gt;like super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i only slept at 2am&lt;br /&gt;last night.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, only slept for 5h.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;So aft i woke up, did &lt;br /&gt;some last min packing and&lt;br /&gt;went to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Since there wasnt any &lt;br /&gt;traffic jam, &lt;i&gt;(very rare for tt to happen in bkk)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in abt half an&lt;br /&gt;hour's time. (:&lt;br /&gt;Aft checking in and stuff, &lt;br /&gt;went to this lounge and walked&lt;br /&gt;around a lil.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on the airplane.&lt;br /&gt;The flight was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the &lt;br /&gt;'Sisterhood of The Travelling Pants 2'&lt;br /&gt;It was great.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt get to finish&lt;br /&gt;watching the whole movie!!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Im so sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh and i had like&lt;br /&gt;a mega ear puff on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;My ears practically hurt so&lt;br /&gt;badly! &lt;br /&gt;And i couldnt hear anything&lt;br /&gt;at all. &lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st time somthing&lt;br /&gt;like this happened.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has somthing&lt;br /&gt;to do with my flu? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways, no more to say&lt;br /&gt;so BYEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness.” &lt;br /&gt;— Genesis 1:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word whodunit is actually in the dictionary. It means “detective story.” The most important whodunit of all time is the question of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wish the Bible said, “In the beginning, God wasn’t needed.” To them, it’s unacceptable to say, “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth” (Gen. 1:1), or “Let Us make man in Our image” (v.26).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they believe that after an explosion of energy and matter, somehow an atmosphere conducive to life was formed. Then, single-celled organisms morphed into the exceedingly complex life forms we have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for God, they say, for it all happened naturally. On an earth and in an atmosphere not of anyone’s making, forces with a blueprint designed by no one joined together to place the earth perfectly for life to thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we do with “In the beginning God” is at the center of it all. We must either believe His Word—and everything His Word claims—or we must believe that our meaningless lives resulted from an accidental, mindless chain reaction. What a stark contrast to “Let Us make man in Our image”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning. Was it God? Or was it chance? Our answer to this whodunit reveals whether or not we truly worship the awesome God of creation.  &lt;br /&gt;— Dave Branon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Further Study&lt;br /&gt;Why should we believe an ancient book? Does it conflict with science? Read Can I Really Trust The Bible? on the Web at www.discoveryseries.org/q0402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God could create the cosmos out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-195943160340909923?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/195943160340909923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=195943160340909923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/195943160340909923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/195943160340909923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone_13.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2728773643832830052</id><published>2008-12-12T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:43:25.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right, posting kinda early&lt;br /&gt;today but wadever. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im gonna go back&lt;br /&gt;tmr!&lt;br /&gt;My flight's at 11am which &lt;br /&gt;is pretty early so tt means&lt;br /&gt;i have to wake up earlier&lt;br /&gt;tmr.&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;Man, thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, didnt do much at all&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Down with the flu again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, its worse than b4.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe &lt;u&gt;AT ALL&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;My nose's way stuffy! &lt;br /&gt;Couldnt slp well at all these&lt;br /&gt;past few nights.&lt;br /&gt;Errr, nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;so bye!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may treat ourselves and others as having no worth. But remember, God doesn’t make nobodies. Like Moses, if we surrender to God, we can do anything God wants us to do—in His strength.  &lt;br /&gt;— Mart De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, take my life and make it wholly Thine;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my poor heart with Thy great love divine.&lt;br /&gt;Take all my will, my passion, self and pride;&lt;br /&gt;I now surrender, Lord—in me abide. &lt;br /&gt;— Orr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Christ we can do nothing. With Him we can do everything He wants us to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2728773643832830052?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2728773643832830052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2728773643832830052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2728773643832830052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2728773643832830052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone_12.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4927918160346269952</id><published>2008-12-09T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:42:37.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Well, didnt do much&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to my cousin's place&lt;br /&gt;in the aftnoon for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And went to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Just did some polishing&lt;br /&gt;and cleaning stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I think my teeth r much&lt;br /&gt;cleaner nw.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i dun think i&lt;br /&gt;have much to talk abt nw.&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching &lt;br /&gt;'Enchanted' on starworld.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get a flight&lt;br /&gt;back on the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;I would be able to go for&lt;br /&gt;dance prac on the 15th!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye then! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where sin abounded, grace abounded much more. &lt;br /&gt;— Romans 5:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Louie was preaching on the pervasiveness of sin. “It’s everywhere!” he stated emphatically. He told about waiting for a traffic light when he saw the man in the car in front of him finish his Coke, open the door, set the glass bottle on the street, and drive away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was wrong!” Louie said. “It was a selfish sin! He could have caused someone to have a flat tire or even an accident.” We don’t typically think of littering as sin, but it is clear evidence of our inherent selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, as Louie was greeting people by the door, a Bible professor at a local Christian university said quietly as he walked by, “Sin puts the bottle on the street, but grace picks it up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, many years later, Louie has not forgotten the lesson of that scriptural principle. It comes right out of Romans 5, one of the most uplifting texts in the Bible describing the grace of God. Adam’s transgression brought sin into the world (v.12), and its consequences spread to all people. But God responded with grace, offering forgiveness through His Son to all who choose to believe. The human race sinned, and God answered with abounding grace (v.20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does much more than just “pick up the bottle,” He cleanses the heart of the transgressor!  &lt;br /&gt;— David C. Egner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvelous, infinite, matchless grace,&lt;br /&gt;Freely bestowed on all who believe!&lt;br /&gt;You that are longing to see His face,&lt;br /&gt;Will you this moment His grace receive? &lt;br /&gt;— Johnston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession of sin is the soil in which forgiveness flourishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4927918160346269952?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4927918160346269952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4927918160346269952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4927918160346269952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4927918160346269952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-well-didnt-do-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4441045665494944068</id><published>2008-12-06T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:41:12.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right so wad did i &lt;br /&gt;do today?&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at abt 11am and&lt;br /&gt;watched some TV.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, i was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;go see the dentist but &lt;br /&gt;it turned out tt i woke&lt;br /&gt;up a lil too late and&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt any available&lt;br /&gt;time slots anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So then we decided to go&lt;br /&gt;on tue instead at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to have lunch&lt;br /&gt;at this steamboat place i&lt;br /&gt;think.&lt;br /&gt;It was not bad (:&lt;br /&gt;Then as plannned, we went&lt;br /&gt;to this discovery museum.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;Took pics and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I oso got a souvenier which&lt;br /&gt;is the one u put the coins in&lt;br /&gt;the machine and the mould it &lt;br /&gt;into this metallic thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Which is just the same as&lt;br /&gt;the ones in the US! &lt;br /&gt;I miss LA!!! D':&lt;br /&gt;Wq, u're so lucky u can go US!&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyways, we went&lt;br /&gt;back aft tt and here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did i mention i have like&lt;br /&gt;mosquito bites all over my&lt;br /&gt;leg??&lt;br /&gt;It's sooo itchyy!! &lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;And i really have no clue where&lt;br /&gt;i got them frm.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'll stop whining nw.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, BYE! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Believe This???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl went to her friends house and she&lt;br /&gt;ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't afraid because it was a small COMMUNITY and she lived&lt;br /&gt;only a few blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she walked along under the bike trail&lt;br /&gt;Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she&lt;br /&gt;reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she decided&lt;br /&gt;to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man&lt;br /&gt;standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became&lt;br /&gt;uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly a&lt;br /&gt;comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her,&lt;br /&gt;she felt as though someone was walking with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she reached&lt;br /&gt;the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived&lt;br /&gt;home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, she read in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty&lt;br /&gt;minutes after she had been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling overwhelmed by this&lt;br /&gt;tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to&lt;br /&gt;weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young&lt;br /&gt;woman, she decided to go to the police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt she could&lt;br /&gt;recognize the man, so she told them her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police asked&lt;br /&gt;her if she would be willing to look at a line-up to see if she could&lt;br /&gt;identify him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she&lt;br /&gt;had seen in the alley the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the man was told he&lt;br /&gt;had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was&lt;br /&gt;anything they could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked if they would ask the man&lt;br /&gt;one question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the policeman asked him, he answered, 'Because she wasn't&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had two tall men walking on either side of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;People will not stand up for God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on if you truly believe in God....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: God is always&lt;br /&gt;there in your heart and loves you no matter what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you deny me in&lt;br /&gt;front of your friends, I shall deny you in front of my Father'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAND UP FOR HIM. 93% of people wont pass this on....&lt;br /&gt;Will you be one of them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4441045665494944068?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4441045665494944068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4441045665494944068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4441045665494944068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4441045665494944068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-right-so-wad-did-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7030744420397599798</id><published>2008-12-05T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:29:15.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;So didnt post ysd cuz&lt;br /&gt;was doing something&lt;br /&gt;else i think. &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didnt do much&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 12pm and &lt;br /&gt;went to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, had lunch and &lt;br /&gt;watched more TV and here&lt;br /&gt;i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;My life couldnt get any more&lt;br /&gt;boring than this. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i kinda forgot to&lt;br /&gt;do this thing tt Yanlin tagged&lt;br /&gt;me to like a week ago i think.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe im laggy. (:&lt;br /&gt;So here goes anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulations : Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state the rules clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 names to be tagged &amp; list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm very very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't really go to church every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I like coffee.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like pulling the skin of my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;5. I didn't know how to change my blogskin until Yanlin taught me.&lt;br /&gt;6. I cry very very easily.&lt;br /&gt;7. I almost dyed my hair brownn once.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm close to my grandma and Aunt frm my mother's side.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm kinda paranoid at times.&lt;br /&gt;10. My mum is frm Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people to do this, faithfully, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;1. Weiqi&lt;br /&gt;2. Kajal&lt;br /&gt;3. Ash&lt;br /&gt;4. Flo&lt;br /&gt;5. Jia Yi&lt;br /&gt;6. Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;7. Huimin&lt;br /&gt;8. Joan &lt;br /&gt;9. Jingwen&lt;br /&gt;10. Anyone else who wanna do it? Cant't think of anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next time Jesus comes to earth, it will be different. When our Savior returns, we will recognize Him as the sovereign King of kings and Lord of lords!     (1 Tim. 6:14-15).  &lt;br /&gt;— Cindy Hess Kasper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I see His beauty,&lt;br /&gt;The more I know His grace,&lt;br /&gt;The more I long, unhindered,&lt;br /&gt;To gaze upon His face. &lt;br /&gt;— Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see Jesus will be heaven’s greatest joy.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7030744420397599798?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7030744420397599798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7030744420397599798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7030744420397599798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7030744420397599798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8379933254346519126</id><published>2008-12-03T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:08:36.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, i just realised &lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;Im like sooo BLUR cuz&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT to put up the&lt;br /&gt;MEME instructions on my&lt;br /&gt;blog!&lt;br /&gt;So i bet like u guys would&lt;br /&gt;most probably not noe how&lt;br /&gt;to do it and i bet its my&lt;br /&gt;fault. D':&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so im gonna post&lt;br /&gt;them up nw i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:Do the "Letter MEME". Tag no less than 5 other people, and leave them a comment, informing them that they have been tagged. Then copy the "How-to" Letter Meme, and finish your Journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you do the Letter Meme:&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your journal):I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it ___2___ ___3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___ .___12___,-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing much to &lt;br /&gt;talk abt today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;Im only gonna go back&lt;br /&gt;on 15th cuz of the airport&lt;br /&gt;thing in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;Like this is really bad cuz&lt;br /&gt;i have CCA prac on the 15th!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im like so dead.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can still attend&lt;br /&gt;SYF. D:&lt;br /&gt;Since i have nothing more&lt;br /&gt;to say, bye then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earnest expectation and hope [is] that . . . Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. &lt;br /&gt;— Philippians 1:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations! We all have them. We expect that people will be nice to us, that we’ll have good health, great marriages, faithful friends, successful careers. But what do we do when life doesn’t live up to our expectations? In Philippians 1, Paul shows us the way. He faced broken expectations of place, people, and the future, yet he remained surprisingly upbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul was stuck in prison—not a great place to be! When we get stuck in a tough marriage, an unrewarding job, or a challenging neighborhood, it’s easy to get discouraged. But Paul was wonderfully positive. He said that his suffering helped to advance the gospel (Phil. 1:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe people haven’t lived up to our expectations. Paul likely expected other believers to encourage him. Instead, some were actually glad he was in jail and were preaching out of “envy and strife” (v.15). Paul’s response? “Christ is preached; and in this I rejoice” (v.18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s an uncertain future—the loss of a spouse, a job transfer, or a health crisis. Paul knew that at any moment Nero might give the order for his execution, yet he declared, “For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain” (v.21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopt Paul’s only expectation—for Christ to be honored no matter what!  &lt;br /&gt;— Joe Stowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all I think and say and do,&lt;br /&gt;I long, O God, to honor You;&lt;br /&gt;But may my highest motive be&lt;br /&gt;To love the Christ who died for me. &lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can expect to enjoy God’s presence when you honor Him with your life.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8379933254346519126?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8379933254346519126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8379933254346519126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8379933254346519126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8379933254346519126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-right-i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3328228420365022084</id><published>2008-12-02T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:06:21.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, so Joan asked me&lt;br /&gt;to do this MEME thing and&lt;br /&gt;im doing it nw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:Do the "Letter MEME". Tag no less than 5 other people, and leave them a comment, informing them that they have been tagged. Then copy the "How-to" Letter Meme, and finish your Journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you do the Letter Meme:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Joan: &lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but i'll join the monastery. I think I realized it that night outside of Chicago and I saw you sit on Manchester United's goalkeeper. I'm sure you're frostbitten enough to understand how awful I've felt. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your collection of butterflies as a memory. You should also know that I Will tell the authorities about Eggplant-fetishism. &lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Sarita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kabob - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this. &lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag: Weiqi, Jingwen, Ash, Kajal, Yanlin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3328228420365022084?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3328228420365022084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3328228420365022084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3328228420365022084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3328228420365022084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-so-joan-asked-me-to-do-this-meme.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8419595065142647591</id><published>2008-12-02T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:52:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Right, havent been posting&lt;br /&gt;for quite a long time and&lt;br /&gt;my blog's like dead. :x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sat was my cousin's&lt;br /&gt;wedding.&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 5am (believe it or not)&lt;br /&gt;and aft we dressed up &lt;br /&gt;and stuff, went to my &lt;br /&gt;cousin's new condo.&lt;br /&gt;The place was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;It was soo pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;They had 3 rooms, 3 bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;The bathrooms r the best cuz&lt;br /&gt;all of them had like super huge&lt;br /&gt;bathtubs which r almost&lt;br /&gt;the size of swimming pools. &lt;br /&gt;No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not long aft we arrived,&lt;br /&gt;the bride and groom oso arrived.&lt;br /&gt;I guess they came early cuz the&lt;br /&gt;bride has to dress-up and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a gd thing they came&lt;br /&gt;early cuz the bride took like 3hr&lt;br /&gt;to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;But she looked really pretty&lt;br /&gt;when she was done anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I especially LOVE her dress. (:&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, all of us went to the&lt;br /&gt;church.&lt;br /&gt;I met my other cousins there too.&lt;br /&gt;They r like soo CUTEE!!&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the church for quite &lt;br /&gt;some time cuz they had to sing &lt;br /&gt;songs and everything.&lt;br /&gt;But it was alright. &lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, we went to the hilton&lt;br /&gt;hotel for the wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was alright,&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda a buffet dinner&lt;br /&gt;which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got back,&lt;br /&gt;it was like around 11pm&lt;br /&gt;and all of us were so tired. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and its confirmed, im coming&lt;br /&gt;back on the 13th of dec. (:&lt;br /&gt;Byee u guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you passionate about? Paul’s passion for people was fueled by the love of Christ—and ours should be as well. Let’s apply Twain’s words of challenge to our efforts in outreach: “Sail away from the safe harbor.” Share the love of Christ with someone today.  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set us afire, Lord, stir us we pray!&lt;br /&gt;While the world perishes, we go our way&lt;br /&gt;Purposeless, passionless, day after day;&lt;br /&gt;Set us afire, Lord, stir us we pray! &lt;br /&gt;— Cushman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Christ about others helps us to talk to others about Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8419595065142647591?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8419595065142647591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8419595065142647591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8419595065142647591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8419595065142647591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-everyone-right-havent-been-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6872727945150115958</id><published>2008-11-28T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:05:08.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;So Huimin made me do&lt;br /&gt;this quiz like a few&lt;br /&gt;days ago and im just &lt;br /&gt;doing it nw.&lt;br /&gt;Man, im such a laggerr. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i bought 3 new&lt;br /&gt;Tees today.&lt;br /&gt;U noe its similar to the&lt;br /&gt;'little miss' tees but i&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 SMURFS tee and&lt;br /&gt;1 HEINEKEN beer tee&lt;br /&gt;instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;Its cheaper in bkk so yay!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, QUIZ TIMEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, shopping. LOL. And using the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;Err, i was sleeping like a pig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Oh recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;I want the new roxy handbag i saw in the mall!&lt;br /&gt;And music CDs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you wearing anything borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;Quantum of Solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;No. Dun even like any1. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of ppl. I crack up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you speak languages other then english?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite websites?&lt;br /&gt;Youtube?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;Errr, dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;I'd be so evil to take someone's life away just&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wanna die with tt person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;Shopping malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;SIMS2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you had to choose between a friend or a lover, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS! &lt;i&gt;DUH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Zhangde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;HOT pink, purple and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What emoticon do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, seek advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;Dun really talk to any1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. At which age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Not aft 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is the most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If today is the last day of your life, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Do some crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;MEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after rain?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. I LOVE rainbows! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. If you had a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Be so rich tt i wont have to do anything&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Study harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY?? Otherwise being sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid qn. I hate being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. You like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, when im bored. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;YES! DEFINATELY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Family and Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;Machine gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really. I have NO regrets. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What would you do if nobody cared for you any longer?&lt;br /&gt;I would be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What if your girlfriend/boyfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;Take revenge on HIM. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Tag (6 persons):&lt;br /&gt;LOL, bad eng - 6 &lt;i&gt;persons&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it supposed to be 6 &lt;b&gt;PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;1) Weiqi&lt;br /&gt;2) Jingwen&lt;br /&gt;3) Yanlin&lt;br /&gt;4) Kajal&lt;br /&gt;5) Ash&lt;br /&gt;6) Flo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands! —Psalm 100:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100 is one of the great songs of thanksgiving in the Bible. It calls us to realize that we belong to God our Maker (vv.3-4), and to praise Him for His goodness, mercy, and truth (v.5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a recent reading, however, I was struck by a phrase that speaks of expressing thanks in a tangible, willing way: “Serve the Lord with gladness” (v.2). Many times my service to God is more grudging than glad. I do what I consider my duty, but I’m not happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oswald Chambers put his finger on my unthankful attitude when he said: “The will of God is the gladdest, brightest, most bountiful thing possible to conceive, and yet some of us talk of the will of God with a terrific sigh—‘Oh well, I suppose it is the will of God,’ as if His will were the most calamitous thing that could befall us. . . . We become spiritual whiners and talk pathetically about ‘suffering the will of the Lord.’ Where is the majestic vitality and might of the Son of God about that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True thankfulness is more than being grateful for what we possess. It’s an attitude that permeates our relationship with the Lord so that we may serve Him with gladness and joy.  &lt;br /&gt;— David C. McCasland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let us adore and give Him His right,&lt;br /&gt;All glory and power, all wisdom and might,&lt;br /&gt;All honor and blessing, with angels above,&lt;br /&gt;And thanks never ceasing for infinite love. &lt;br /&gt;— Wesley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Christian, thanksgiving is not just a day but a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6872727945150115958?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6872727945150115958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6872727945150115958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6872727945150115958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6872727945150115958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-so-huimin-made-me-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3843458122564393466</id><published>2008-11-26T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:10:47.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right so i didnt really &lt;br /&gt;post much lately cuz&lt;br /&gt;like i said b4, i went&lt;br /&gt;to this beach-resort place&lt;br /&gt;during the weekends and there&lt;br /&gt;isnt any internet connection &lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do anything much there&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;Just went to the beach and&lt;br /&gt;swam in the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;The swimming pool totally&lt;br /&gt;rox man! (:&lt;br /&gt;And i oso bought this new&lt;br /&gt;rip curl tee. ;D&lt;br /&gt;WEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so ysd i went to cut&lt;br /&gt;my hair!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! &lt;br /&gt;I think it looks better nw.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, its shorter too. &lt;br /&gt;Its like slightly below my&lt;br /&gt;shoulder nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna attend my cousin's&lt;br /&gt;wedding in like 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is on thur and &lt;br /&gt;fri.&lt;br /&gt;I dun think i would be able &lt;br /&gt;to post on those days cuz&lt;br /&gt;we would come back late and&lt;br /&gt;stuff and i would be like&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;But we'll most probably&lt;br /&gt;take loads of pics and i'll&lt;br /&gt;try posting them up ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post is kinda&lt;br /&gt;longer than usual, yea?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and b4 i forget,&lt;br /&gt;TAG MORE! :D&lt;br /&gt;PLS PLS PLS! &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I sound so desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus answered them, “Most assuredly, I say to you, whoever commits sin is a slave of sin.” &lt;br /&gt;— John 8:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a “catch and release” fisherman, which means I don’t kill the trout I catch, but net and handle them gently and set them free. It’s a technique that ensures “sustainability,” as conservation officers like to say, and keeps trout and other target species from disappearing in heavily fished waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely release a trout without recalling Paul’s words about those who have been “taken captive” by Satan to do his will (2 Tim. 2:26), for I know that our adversary the devil does not catch and release but captures to consume and destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may think we can deliberately sin in a limited way for a short period of time and then get ourselves free. But as Jesus teaches us, “Whoever commits sin is a slave of sin” (John 8:34). Even “little” sins lead to greater and greater unrighteousness. Sin becomes the consequence of sin. We find ourselves entrapped and enslaved, and like a luckless trout, we cannot wriggle free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin enslaves us. But when we yield ourselves in obedience to Christ and call upon Him for the strength to do His will, we are “released.” The result is increasing righteousness (Rom. 6:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus assures us, “If the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed” (John 8:36).  &lt;br /&gt;— David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ broke the bonds of sin, that I&lt;br /&gt;Might know His strong eternal tie;&lt;br /&gt;This blood-bought liberty I bring&lt;br /&gt;To be Your bond-slave, Master-King. &lt;br /&gt;— F. Hess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ releases us from sin’s slavery into salvation’s liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3843458122564393466?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3843458122564393466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3843458122564393466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3843458122564393466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3843458122564393466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-right-so-i-didnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-530064492773227138</id><published>2008-11-20T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:33:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, didnt post for quite&lt;br /&gt;a few days.&lt;br /&gt;So i bet my blog's dead.&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i dun think i can&lt;br /&gt;post as much for the next &lt;br /&gt;few days too cuz i'll be &lt;br /&gt;going to some resort place.&lt;br /&gt;But i hope u guys would still tag!&lt;br /&gt;Right, so more abt today:&lt;br /&gt;Well, went shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a few things.&lt;br /&gt;Then i came home and ate&lt;br /&gt;dinner and here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Tt was short.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad??&lt;br /&gt;I bought this Sims 2 game where &lt;br /&gt;there is like 18 games in&lt;br /&gt;1 disc.&lt;br /&gt;So tt means there's like nightlife,&lt;br /&gt;vacation, university life, etc.&lt;br /&gt;All in 1! &lt;br /&gt;And better yet, it's soo cheap man!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Like half the price of one Sims 2&lt;br /&gt;game in s'pore. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope tt u guys would &lt;br /&gt;tag more even if i dun post.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;OK, nothing more to say, &lt;br /&gt;so yea, BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we judge others only by their outer appearance, we might miss the wonderful surprise of what’s in their heart.  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, we are so quick to judge,&lt;br /&gt;Though much is veiled from sight;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may we see how just You are&lt;br /&gt;To guide us in what’s right. &lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s what’s in the heart that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-530064492773227138?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/530064492773227138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=530064492773227138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/530064492773227138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/530064492773227138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-right-didnt-post-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1206759073320402570</id><published>2008-11-16T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:06:42.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Yanlin made me do this&lt;br /&gt;quiz, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #1: Eye Colour&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #2: Hair Colour&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #3: Height&lt;br /&gt;170+. I wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #4: Right or Left Handed&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #5: Your Weakness&lt;br /&gt;Too many to list! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #6: Your Fears&lt;br /&gt;Oooo, LOADS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #7: Your Most Overused Phrase&lt;br /&gt;Aww man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #8: Thoughts First Waking Up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #9: Your Best Physical Feature&lt;br /&gt;EERR, dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #10: Your Bedtime&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, 10.30 during sch nights and anytime &lt;br /&gt;i like during the hols. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #11: Pepsi or Coke&lt;br /&gt;Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #12: McDonalds or Burger King&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #13: Ice Cream or Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;ICE CREAM! Definately! Way &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #14: Pizza or Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Pizza. I have chi like everyday. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #15: Waffles or Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;Waffles with syrrup! YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #16: Single or Group Dates&lt;br /&gt;Most probably group dates. Im afraid to go on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #17: Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea&lt;br /&gt;Lipton ice tea. Especially PEACH TEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #18: Chocolate or Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #19: Cappuccino or Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #20: Do You Smoke&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #21: Do You Drink&lt;br /&gt;NOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #22: Do You Swear&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #23: Do You Sing&lt;br /&gt;Totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #24: Do You Shower Daily&lt;br /&gt;Yeap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #25: Do You Floss&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #26: Do You Drive&lt;br /&gt;Yes. If u believe me, u're an idiot. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #27: Have You Been In Love&lt;br /&gt;SECRET! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #28: Have You Ever Cheated On Your Bf/Gf&lt;br /&gt;EERR, NO WAY! Didnt even have one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #29: Do You Want To Get Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DUH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #30: Do You Believe in Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #31: Do You Get Motion Sickness&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #32: Do You Think You are Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Err, thats not up to me to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #33: Do You Get Along With Your Parents&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #34: Do You Have Any Brothers or Sisters&lt;br /&gt;More like a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #35: Do You Like Thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;NOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #36: Do You Play an Instrument&lt;br /&gt;Yea, last time. Im trying to learn to play the guitar nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #37: Do You Have any Pets&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a fish when i was young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #38: What Is Your Favorite Colour&lt;br /&gt;PINK! I love PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #39: In the past month have you Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;I didnt drink any for my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #40: In the past month have you Smoked&lt;br /&gt;NOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #41: In the past month have you been on Drugs&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #42: In the past month have you gone on a Date&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #43: In the past month have you gone to a Mall&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #44: In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos&lt;br /&gt;No, didnt have them for a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #45: In the past month have you eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;Err, i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #46: In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;EWW, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #47: In the past month have you Stolen Anything&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #48: Ever Been Drunk&lt;br /&gt;Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #49: Ever Been Called a Tease&lt;br /&gt;Dun even noe wad tt means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #50: Ever Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #51: Ever Gotten a Speeding Ticket&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #52: Ever Had a Secret Crush&lt;br /&gt;Y would i say it if its a SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #53: Ever Been to Disney&lt;br /&gt;AHH! YES! LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #54: When Was the Last Time You Were Drunk&lt;br /&gt;Can i skip this qn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #55: When Was the Last Time You Were on a Plane&lt;br /&gt;Err. Maybe a week ago? Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #56: When Was the Last Time You Heard "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;ERM, Forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #57: When Was the Last Time You Cried&lt;br /&gt;Err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #58: Number of Piercings&lt;br /&gt;2. One on each side. But i would LOVE to have them pierced again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #59: Number of Tattoos&lt;br /&gt;Not any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #60: Do You Snore ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone hu would love to do it! ;D&lt;br /&gt;But i think Ash, Kajal, Flo, Weiqi, Jingwen, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Should do it. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1206759073320402570?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1206759073320402570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1206759073320402570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1206759073320402570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1206759073320402570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-and-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-822473260565238371</id><published>2008-11-16T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:40:15.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing happened much&lt;br /&gt;today as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a lil earlier today&lt;br /&gt;than ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Ysd i woke up at 11+ and&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 10+.&lt;br /&gt;Great improvement, yea?&lt;br /&gt;Hehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i then had breakfast&lt;br /&gt;and everything and played&lt;br /&gt;a bit of wii again.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt, we went out for &lt;br /&gt;lunch and ate at this &lt;br /&gt;Japanese restuarant. &lt;br /&gt;It was YUMMY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt, i went hm and&lt;br /&gt;here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Told u nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye then! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jacob did in Genesis 28, I like to remind myself each morning when I awaken that God is here, “in this place,” present with me (v.16). As I spend time with Him each morning, reading His Word and responding in prayer, it reinforces my sense of His presence—that He is near. Although we do not see Him, Peter reminds us that we can love Him and rejoice in His love for us with “inexpressible,” glorious joy (1 Peter 1:8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take the Lord’s presence with us all through the day, blending work and play with prayer. He is our teacher, our philosopher, our companion—our gentle, kind, and very best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with us wherever we go. He is in the commonplace, whether we know it or not. “Surely the Lord is in this place,” Jacob said of a most unlikely spot, “and I did not know it” (Gen. 28:16). We may not realize He is close by. We may feel lonely and sad. Our day may seem bleak and dreary without a visible ray of hope—yet He is present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid all the clamor and din of this visible and audible world, listen carefully for God’s quiet voice. Listen to Him in the Bible. Talk to Him frequently in prayer. Look for Him in your circumstances. Seek Him. He is with you wherever you go!  &lt;br /&gt;— David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how oft I wake and find&lt;br /&gt;I have been forgetting Thee!&lt;br /&gt;I am never from Thy mind;&lt;br /&gt;Thou it is that wakest me. &lt;br /&gt;— MacDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest privilege is to enjoy God’s presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-822473260565238371?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/822473260565238371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=822473260565238371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/822473260565238371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/822473260565238371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-8142167963948256393</id><published>2008-11-15T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:58:36.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Posting earlier than usual&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;I think thats cuz didnt&lt;br /&gt;do anything much at all&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 11+?&lt;br /&gt;And aft tt went to see the&lt;br /&gt;Doctor cuz i was down with&lt;br /&gt;the flu. D:&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, came back and had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Played a lil of wii and here&lt;br /&gt;i am using the comp nw.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe tt this is such&lt;br /&gt;a boring boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since i have nothing more&lt;br /&gt;to say, bye then! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important events in Jewish history is the exodus, when God freed His people from the bondage of Egypt. Prior to leaving Egypt, the Israelites were commanded to eat a special meal called the Passover. As an act of judgment upon the Egyptians, God said that He would strike down every firstborn son, but He would pass over the houses that had the blood of a lamb on the top and sides of the door frame (Ex. 12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate this act of judgment and grace, God’s people would share in the Passover meal. God said that one day their children would ask: “What do you mean by this?” They were then responsible to retell the story of the exodus and God’s salvation. God did not want the story of His great salvation to get lost in one generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our children ask us about our values, lifestyle, prayer in decision-making, Bible-reading, church attendance, and worship, we have a responsibility to answer them. We are followers of Jesus. We must retell the story of how He became our Passover Lamb. His blood is the marker over our lives. We are no longer slaves to sin but are free to serve the Eternal One of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you teaching the children?  &lt;br /&gt;— Marvin Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great, O God, Your acts of love!&lt;br /&gt;Your saving deeds would proclaim&lt;br /&gt;That generations yet to come&lt;br /&gt;May set their hope in Your great name. &lt;br /&gt;— D. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parent’s life is a child’s guidebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8142167963948256393?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8142167963948256393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8142167963948256393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8142167963948256393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8142167963948256393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7334767326259850703</id><published>2008-11-14T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:39:03.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! &lt;br /&gt;Right, went out today n&lt;br /&gt;went shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well went for lunch&lt;br /&gt;1st then went for this&lt;br /&gt;adidas sale.&lt;br /&gt;It was way crowded man!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, didnt buy &lt;br /&gt;anything there. D':&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, went to watch a&lt;br /&gt;movie at this mall.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Quantum of Solace.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt noe y i felt soo&lt;br /&gt;sleepy in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, went to shop around&lt;br /&gt;and went for dinner aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back and here&lt;br /&gt;i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so bye! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re thinking, He may come back for others, but surely not for me, don’t miss verse 17: “The Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come!’ And let him who hears say, ‘Come!’ And let him who thirsts come. Whoever desires, let him take the water of life freely.” Anyone is welcome to join the wedding feast. All we have to do is believe in the One who died for us, Jesus Christ, the Lover of our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake, the place—heaven—will be incredible beyond our dreams. But our greatest joy will be the experience of being with Jesus forever!  &lt;br /&gt;— Joe Stowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will take me to be with Him&lt;br /&gt;In His happy Home above,&lt;br /&gt;Where no sin or pain can enter,&lt;br /&gt;And all is joy and love. &lt;br /&gt;— Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest aspect of heaven will be spending eternity with Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7334767326259850703?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7334767326259850703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7334767326259850703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7334767326259850703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7334767326259850703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-right-went-out-today-n.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6292414567047447018</id><published>2008-11-14T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:00:32.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, didnt post ysd.&lt;br /&gt;So im posting today instead.&lt;br /&gt;Like i dun wan my blog&lt;br /&gt;to die, do i?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out today.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at this&lt;br /&gt;restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;Ate alot man!&lt;br /&gt;Was really full in the end.&lt;br /&gt;But the food was nice, so&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aft tt, went shopping&lt;br /&gt;for awhile and&lt;br /&gt;bought a pair of guess jeans&lt;br /&gt;and 2 tees.&lt;br /&gt;They were on sale so its&lt;br /&gt;worth it i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think im gonna go nw.&lt;br /&gt;I really keep my posts short&lt;br /&gt;nw a days, dun i? &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God” &lt;br /&gt;- Ephesians(2:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By grace now I’m saved—Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;Praise God, and through faith it’s been done;&lt;br /&gt;Naught of myself, but believing&lt;br /&gt;In the finished work of His Son. &lt;br /&gt;— Gladwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are saved not by what we do but by trusting what Christ has done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6292414567047447018?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6292414567047447018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6292414567047447018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6292414567047447018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6292414567047447018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-ok-didnt-post-ysd.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2057368422914792568</id><published>2008-11-11T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:48:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Didnt post ysd for some&lt;br /&gt;reason so im posting&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, havent checked my&lt;br /&gt;tagboard yet.&lt;br /&gt;But i bet its so dead man!&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didnt do much today.&lt;br /&gt;Just went out for lunch &lt;br /&gt;and did nothing much&lt;br /&gt;other than tt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds boring, doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;Sinc i dun have anything more&lt;br /&gt;to say, bye then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to remember those who have given their lives for their country—but may we never forget to praise and honor the Christ who died for a dying world. Truly, there is no greater love than this.  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater love than that of Christ above,&lt;br /&gt;That made Him stoop to earth, become a Man,&lt;br /&gt;And by His death provide redemption’s plan;&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater love. &lt;br /&gt;—Peterson&lt;br /&gt;© Renewal 1983, John W. Peterson Music Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross of Jesus is the supreme evidence of the love of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2057368422914792568?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2057368422914792568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2057368422914792568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2057368422914792568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2057368422914792568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-didnt-post-ysd-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6814795383084361375</id><published>2008-11-09T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:26:42.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's another post&lt;br /&gt;for today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i really didnt do&lt;br /&gt;much today.&lt;br /&gt;Just went to this mall and&lt;br /&gt;had lunch and went to&lt;br /&gt;walk around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i bought the nitendo&lt;br /&gt;wii too!&lt;br /&gt;Well, its actually my bro's&lt;br /&gt;but yea, hu cares?&lt;br /&gt;Haha; (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we oso bought LOADS&lt;br /&gt;of games! &lt;br /&gt;Like abt 12 of them? ;D&lt;br /&gt;I think i would enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;And mind u, its great exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aft tt, we walked around &lt;br /&gt;more and here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, bye for nw!&lt;br /&gt;And my blog's DEAD! D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned about your sins? Through Jesus’ death on the cross, God is able to say, “What sins?” But He will do that only if you put your faith in His Son.  &lt;br /&gt;— Dave Branon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, East is East, and West is West,&lt;br /&gt;And never the twain shall meet.”&lt;br /&gt;So far has God removed our sins:&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is complete. &lt;br /&gt;— Hess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invite defeat when we remember what we should forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6814795383084361375?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6814795383084361375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6814795383084361375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6814795383084361375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6814795383084361375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-ok-heres-another-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2868847382916685311</id><published>2008-11-08T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:33:08.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right, this is currently my&lt;br /&gt;140th post. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Quite alot, dun u think? &lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, didnt do much &lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Just went to some malls&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt buy anything &lt;br /&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;Just took a look around thats&lt;br /&gt;all.&lt;br /&gt;But since i always go to bkk like&lt;br /&gt;every 6 months, there's actually&lt;br /&gt;not much to look.&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since there's nothing much&lt;br /&gt;to post abt anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I guess BYE then!&lt;br /&gt;P.S TAG TAG TAG! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord isn’t looking for superheroes. He uses those of us who are flawed and frail, so that He can show His strength and grace. He wants those with a willing and available heart.  &lt;br /&gt;— Bill Crowder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2868847382916685311?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2868847382916685311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2868847382916685311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2868847382916685311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2868847382916685311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone_08.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1096162889792409904</id><published>2008-11-07T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:32:31.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right, im currently in&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok right nw.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, didnt post ysd&lt;br /&gt;but nothing much happened&lt;br /&gt;anyways. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And GUESS WAD? GUESS WAD?&lt;br /&gt;I bought the &lt;i&gt;NEW&lt;/i&gt; iPod&lt;br /&gt;nano! &lt;br /&gt;Its way awesome man!&lt;br /&gt;U can watch videos and everything.&lt;br /&gt;It was $248 but since i bought&lt;br /&gt;this protection case it was then&lt;br /&gt;$268. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, anyway, i hope u guys have&lt;br /&gt;been tagging even when im away.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok, i have nothing&lt;br /&gt;more to say.&lt;br /&gt;So bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, My child, and know that I am God!&lt;br /&gt;Wait thou patiently—I know the path you trod.&lt;br /&gt;So falter not, nor fear, nor think to run and hide,&lt;br /&gt;For I, thy hope and strength, am waiting by thy side. &lt;br /&gt;— Hein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God stretches our patience to enlarge our soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1096162889792409904?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1096162889792409904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1096162889792409904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1096162889792409904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1096162889792409904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone_07.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1695312912368665733</id><published>2008-11-05T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:56:45.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didnt do much at&lt;br /&gt;all today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 1.30 and&lt;br /&gt;went to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, kinda watched tv &lt;br /&gt;for awhile and here i am &lt;br /&gt;using the comp nw.&lt;br /&gt;I so cant believe my life&lt;br /&gt;is this pathetic man!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i was actually doing&lt;br /&gt;some blog stuff just nw.&lt;br /&gt;Just checking out other ppl's&lt;br /&gt;blogs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So then i decided i should &lt;br /&gt;blog so here i am. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, leaving tmr and i will&lt;br /&gt;soo miss u guys! {:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dun forget:&lt;br /&gt;TAG TAG TAAGGGG!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok since there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;more for me to say,&lt;br /&gt;BYE! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? With God’s Word you don’t need an appointment. The divine Surgeon is ready when you are!  &lt;br /&gt;— Joe Stowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever present, truest Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ever near Thine aid to lend,&lt;br /&gt;Guide us as we search the Word,&lt;br /&gt;Make it both our shield and sword. &lt;br /&gt;—Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let God’s Word explore your inner being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1695312912368665733?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1695312912368665733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1695312912368665733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1695312912368665733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1695312912368665733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-ok-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5629737381412956158</id><published>2008-11-04T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:23.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right, 2 more days and im&lt;br /&gt;gone. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, didnt do much&lt;br /&gt;today actually.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 12pm then&lt;br /&gt;used the comp to do hw.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe hw, MSN-ing,&lt;br /&gt;and watching videos.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, it was meant for&lt;br /&gt;doing hw anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hw, guess wad?!&lt;br /&gt;I have like only 4 more math&lt;br /&gt;qns to go!&lt;br /&gt;I am very confident tt i may &lt;br /&gt;finish in time! &lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope so. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so chatted with kajal&lt;br /&gt;on msn today and did 16 qns!&lt;br /&gt;WEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;So at like 5pm, i went to ikea&lt;br /&gt;with my mum and bro for &lt;br /&gt;dinner/lunch. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its like a lil too late&lt;br /&gt;for lunch and a lil too early&lt;br /&gt;for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;But i tihnk its more of the &lt;br /&gt;dinner time so yea.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i ate the salmon and&lt;br /&gt;1 chicken wing there.&lt;br /&gt;The chicken rox man! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i tihnk i oso ate &lt;br /&gt;this cake.&lt;br /&gt;Which is nice too.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt we walked around for&lt;br /&gt;awhile and my mum bought&lt;br /&gt;2 plants.&lt;br /&gt;One artificial and the other &lt;br /&gt;real.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she oso bought this &lt;br /&gt;other pot for the plants too.&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe tt the pot has&lt;br /&gt;wheels with it?&lt;br /&gt;Like isnt tt cool??&lt;br /&gt;We only came back at like 8.20&lt;br /&gt;cuz my mum chooses things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa (:&lt;br /&gt;Mothers, they're all like tt.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt when i reached hm,&lt;br /&gt;it was like 8+ so like i still&lt;br /&gt;have a lil of frens left.&lt;br /&gt;And aft tt, i was like watching&lt;br /&gt;90210.&lt;br /&gt;Part of it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt as dirty as i tot it &lt;br /&gt;would be.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, it was kinda nice. &lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt i went to bathe&lt;br /&gt;and went on9 a lil while and&lt;br /&gt;here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so bye for nw! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone serves some kind of god. Whom will we choose to have rule in our hearts today?  &lt;br /&gt;— David C. McCasland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5629737381412956158?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5629737381412956158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5629737381412956158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5629737381412956158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5629737381412956158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone_04.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1885461958762470853</id><published>2008-11-03T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:35:01.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right turns out tt im going&lt;br /&gt;away on thur instead of&lt;br /&gt;wed. So thats good news&lt;br /&gt;right? ;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine, wadever.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, im posting really &lt;br /&gt;late today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really late but&lt;br /&gt;later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went out with my mum today.&lt;br /&gt;So at abt 1+, i went to have &lt;br /&gt;lunch at this hawker at &lt;br /&gt;alexandra rd.&lt;br /&gt;But then i had to buy back some&lt;br /&gt;food back hm for my bro too.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft he had lunch, we&lt;br /&gt;stayed at hm for awhile and went&lt;br /&gt;out again.&lt;br /&gt;My mum had to go to her bank &lt;br /&gt;near plaza sing so we went there.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt went to plaza sing &lt;br /&gt;and kinda shopped around.&lt;br /&gt;We oso went to carrefour to buy&lt;br /&gt;groceries so yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt, we came back at &lt;br /&gt;around 6?&lt;br /&gt;And had dinner at 7+.&lt;br /&gt;Aft dinner, i had to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;So guess thats all i have&lt;br /&gt;to say.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the world see in us&lt;br /&gt;That they can’t live without?&lt;br /&gt;Do they see winsome qualities&lt;br /&gt;And love that reaches out? &lt;br /&gt;— Sper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1885461958762470853?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1885461958762470853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1885461958762470853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1885461958762470853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1885461958762470853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone_03.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2229769067911749313</id><published>2008-11-02T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:23:58.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Right, currently watching&lt;br /&gt;the season 2 marathon of&lt;br /&gt;"HEROES" on starworld &lt;br /&gt;right nw. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh so Yanlin linked me to&lt;br /&gt;do this quiz so yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged me is?&lt;br /&gt;Yanlin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her?&lt;br /&gt;Besties! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, funny, nice, easy to talk to &amp; totally awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had for you for?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, there are too any things! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i dun think tt will happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, things she/he has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;I like her the way she is. {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she comes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i can NVR imagine that happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is it you want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe lets hang out soon? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your overall impression of her now?&lt;br /&gt;Funny! WEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure. Its not like i can read minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The characters of yourself you love are?&lt;br /&gt;All of it! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone really cool/rich/famous? Either one or maybe all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For people that care and likes you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people you wish to know how they feel about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Weiqi&lt;br /&gt;2. Jingwen&lt;br /&gt;3. Yanlin&lt;br /&gt;4. Kajal&lt;br /&gt;5. Ash&lt;br /&gt;6. Flo&lt;br /&gt;7. Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;8. Huimin&lt;br /&gt;9. Esther&lt;br /&gt;10. Jingying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's no.6 having relationship with? (FLO)&lt;br /&gt;I dun tihnk anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? (DOT, JINGYING)&lt;br /&gt;Err, thats impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is no. 2 studying about? (JINGWEN)&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 stuff or maybe sec 2 stuff if she's really hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3? (YANLIN)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like 2 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of music does no. 8 like? (HUIMIN)&lt;br /&gt;Erm, im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Does no.1 have any siblings? (WEIQI)&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, an older bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you woo no. 3? (YANLIN)&lt;br /&gt;Y would i do such a thing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. how about 7? (DOROTHY)&lt;br /&gt;YUCK!!! D: *PUKE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is no. 4 single? (KAJAL)&lt;br /&gt;YEAP! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the surname of no. 5? (ASH)&lt;br /&gt;Chin. Ashley Chin Wan Ting. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is a hobby of no. 10? (JINGYING)&lt;br /&gt;I dun really noe actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do no. 5 and no. 9 get along well? (ASH &amp; ESTHER)&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where is no. 2 studying at? (JINGWEN)&lt;br /&gt;Nan Hua sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Where does no. 9 lives? (ESTHER)&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What colour does no. 4 like? (KAJAL)&lt;br /&gt;Oh definately HOT PINK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is no. 10 doing now? (JINGYING)&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i HAVE NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guess thats the end of the quiz~&lt;br /&gt;Right, see you guys soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to enter God’s classroom and listen and learn from Him. When we do, we’ll look at God with renewed love and at the world with renewed concern (v.136).  &lt;br /&gt;— Dave Branon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2229769067911749313?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2229769067911749313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2229769067911749313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2229769067911749313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2229769067911749313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3918835057554593906</id><published>2008-11-01T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:49:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here to post once &lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didnt do much &lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at abt 1pm and&lt;br /&gt;used the comp till nw.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Right, im kinda waiting&lt;br /&gt;to watch the heroes-&lt;br /&gt;behind-the-scenes at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dun think i have &lt;br /&gt;to w8 much longer cuz its&lt;br /&gt;like only 10mins more?&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I totally love heroes man!&lt;br /&gt;But its like already 4 days&lt;br /&gt;since i've watched it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;I think its most probably&lt;br /&gt;cuz i still have LOTS of hw&lt;br /&gt;to do.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've already finished&lt;br /&gt;doing the 2 si hans and the&lt;br /&gt;sect A (20qns) of the math&lt;br /&gt;exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Still have 20 more qns to go&lt;br /&gt;and im DONE! :D&lt;br /&gt;Cant w8 for tt day to come.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, leaving for bkk in&lt;br /&gt;4 days time and i dun think&lt;br /&gt;i would be posting as often&lt;br /&gt;when im there then.&lt;br /&gt;So i so BET tt u ppl wont tag&lt;br /&gt;as often too. D:&lt;br /&gt;So if u dun wan this blog to be&lt;br /&gt;dead, &lt;u&gt;PLS TAG!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dun worry, i'll still&lt;br /&gt;try my very best to update this&lt;br /&gt;blog as often as i can.&lt;br /&gt;And can u believe tt its already&lt;br /&gt;the 1st of nov?!&lt;br /&gt;Time flies man! &lt;br /&gt;Oh but atleast there's something&lt;br /&gt;to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;The new twilight movie!&lt;br /&gt;WEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;Right, its almost time for &lt;br /&gt;the heroes-behind-the-scenes premiere.&lt;br /&gt;So bye then! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God doesn’t give us what we ask for, we can be sure that He has something far better.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3918835057554593906?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3918835057554593906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3918835057554593906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3918835057554593906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3918835057554593906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-everyone-ok-here-to-post-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-129677088413038777</id><published>2008-10-31T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:28:58.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, just came back frm&lt;br /&gt;the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i watched HSM3!&lt;br /&gt;Its super nice man! (:&lt;br /&gt;So i met with jw at &lt;br /&gt;around 4pm to go to &lt;br /&gt;the movie together.&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing we met &lt;br /&gt;early cuz the movie was &lt;br /&gt;actually at 4.20 but we&lt;br /&gt;tot tt it was at 4.40&lt;br /&gt;u see.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get the seats&lt;br /&gt;in the middle which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i cannot stand watching&lt;br /&gt;the movie so close to the&lt;br /&gt;screen.&lt;br /&gt;So we then decided to buy&lt;br /&gt;the pop corn combo which costs&lt;br /&gt;$8.80 and it consists of a&lt;br /&gt;large pop corn with a bottle&lt;br /&gt;of coke zero.&lt;br /&gt;But then Jw said tt the coke zero&lt;br /&gt;is actually poisonous so we &lt;br /&gt;decided to change it into&lt;br /&gt;the normal coke.&lt;br /&gt;When we finished buying, we &lt;br /&gt;could already go into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;There were like LOADS of kids &lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;Like most ppl there were ppl&lt;br /&gt;ranging frm 5-teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;There were some adults but they're&lt;br /&gt;just mothers hu accompany their&lt;br /&gt;kids. (:&lt;br /&gt;So in the beginning there was &lt;br /&gt;something wrong with the sound&lt;br /&gt;and we could not hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;Like all we could hear was some&lt;br /&gt;annoying buzzing sound. D:&lt;br /&gt;And then like they kept showing &lt;br /&gt;advertisements for like 20mins?!&lt;br /&gt;Then this guy oso had to stand infront&lt;br /&gt;of the screen to check the sound&lt;br /&gt;i tihnk.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the movie started,&lt;br /&gt;me and jw were like &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, but other than tt, the&lt;br /&gt;movie was &lt;b&gt;GREAT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was touching at the end&lt;br /&gt;like wq said.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley tisdale and Vannesa hudgens&lt;br /&gt;looked pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Zac efron was ok-ish. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, the songs were nice&lt;br /&gt;as well! (:&lt;br /&gt;I would definately buy the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;But does any1 noe isit out yet?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways, the movie ended&lt;br /&gt;like at 6.30 and me and jw&lt;br /&gt;went to 'more than words'&lt;br /&gt;aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz jw wanted to buy a present&lt;br /&gt;for her fren.&lt;br /&gt;She bought this cute hp holder.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then aft we went hm.&lt;br /&gt;And here i am nw, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye then! {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, the heavenly Father provided the way to Himself through His perfect Son Jesus who died to pay the penalty for our sin. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life” (John 3:16). But we need to humble our hearts and receive His gift of forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;br /&gt;There is only one true God. He is holy and has provided the only way of eternal life through Jesus. Is He the God you are trusting in? Think about it—seriously.  &lt;br /&gt;— Anne Cetas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-129677088413038777?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/129677088413038777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=129677088413038777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/129677088413038777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/129677088413038777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-just-came-back-frm.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4777657469540046424</id><published>2008-10-30T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:03:58.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right came hm frm the&lt;br /&gt;class chalet at around&lt;br /&gt;11 am.&lt;br /&gt;Man, im like super super&lt;br /&gt;sleepy man! D:&lt;br /&gt;Cuz guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I only slept for 1h last night.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i did kinda took a&lt;br /&gt;nap in the bus but it was&lt;br /&gt;only for 30mins?!&lt;br /&gt;Like thats NOT gonna help.&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell u guys more abt&lt;br /&gt;the class chalet then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Right, so i woke up at 8.44am tt&lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i wanted to watch frens&lt;br /&gt;in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;But i missed like 44mins of it cuz&lt;br /&gt;it started at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;So watched frens till 9am and&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to slp for a&lt;br /&gt;lil longer.&lt;br /&gt;I tihnk i woke up at 11am and&lt;br /&gt;i started brushing my teeth and&lt;br /&gt;having my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to use the comp&lt;br /&gt;awhiile cuz it was still pretty&lt;br /&gt;early.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to watch the 44 mins of&lt;br /&gt;frens tt i missed on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz otherwise i wont be able to&lt;br /&gt;understand the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;And while watching frens, i was&lt;br /&gt;oso chatting to kajal cuz she was&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally on9 then too!&lt;br /&gt;So we kinda talked more bout&lt;br /&gt;frens and the class chalet like&lt;br /&gt;wad we were gonna do and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So i tihnk i kinda stopped at 11.30&lt;br /&gt;and i went to pack my stuff then.&lt;br /&gt;My mum and maid helped me with it.&lt;br /&gt;So i was packing for bout 20 mins&lt;br /&gt;and i went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i finished bathing,&lt;br /&gt;it was already pretty late so i&lt;br /&gt;just quickly ate my lunch and&lt;br /&gt;left ASAP cuz i was oso meeting&lt;br /&gt;kajal at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;So when i reached to the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;guess hu i saw?&lt;br /&gt;Mr tan! I was so scared and i&lt;br /&gt;quickly ran away.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing was, i didnt noe&lt;br /&gt;where i was running too so i&lt;br /&gt;called kajal and told her wad&lt;br /&gt;happened.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to go to the opp&lt;br /&gt;bus stop cuz she's actually&lt;br /&gt;alghting there.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was mostly there when&lt;br /&gt;we reached sch.&lt;br /&gt;Me, kajal &amp;amp; felicia gotta go&lt;br /&gt;see ms ang cuz i gotta get&lt;br /&gt;my report bk and Fel gotta&lt;br /&gt;put the ice she bought into kajal's&lt;br /&gt;igloo box.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda sad at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;cuz we didnt get to choose our own&lt;br /&gt;grps.&lt;br /&gt;But on the bus, we get to lucky&lt;br /&gt;draw to see who would we share&lt;br /&gt;rooms with.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;It was so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;I got to stay with kajal and Jia yi.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached to the chalet, we just&lt;br /&gt;walked around and set up the BBQ&lt;br /&gt;immediately.&lt;br /&gt;The food was kinda nice and i especially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVED&lt;/b&gt; the otah!&lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome! (:&lt;br /&gt;Aft the BBQ, we kinda celebrated&lt;br /&gt;Oct/Nov/Dec b'days.&lt;br /&gt;I havent buy Kajal and Jia yi&lt;br /&gt;their presents yet.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry u guys! D:&lt;br /&gt;We then started playing games&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st game was something like&lt;br /&gt;dodge ball but we decided to use&lt;br /&gt;water bombs instead.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun and the good&lt;br /&gt;thing was, i didnt get tt wet!&lt;br /&gt;We oso played the&lt;br /&gt;"pinyadta" &lt;i&gt;(dunno the spelling!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, our grp got the&lt;br /&gt;most sweets so we won! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;We then went to bathe aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;Jia yi n Kajal made me bathe&lt;br /&gt;1st so i had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;I bathed much quicker than usual.&lt;br /&gt;But Jia yi and Kajal were still&lt;br /&gt;faster than me i tihnk.&lt;br /&gt;So aft bathing, we still continued&lt;br /&gt;playing some more games.&lt;br /&gt;One was the pictionary one and&lt;br /&gt;the other was the pass the parcel&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;Both were fun but i preferred the&lt;br /&gt;pass the parcel game cuz its pretty&lt;br /&gt;exciting. {:&lt;br /&gt;Aft the games, we then had our&lt;br /&gt;freedom and we could do anything&lt;br /&gt;we liked!&lt;br /&gt;I felt tt this was the most fun&lt;br /&gt;part. ;D&lt;br /&gt;We went to Rm 2 to play&lt;br /&gt;'blind mice' with the others for&lt;br /&gt;awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave only till&lt;br /&gt;i was the blind mice.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since our rm has only&lt;br /&gt;3 ppl, we decided to ask&lt;br /&gt;Ms ang whether Flo could move in&lt;br /&gt;with us and she said ok so we&lt;br /&gt;were all kinda happy.&lt;br /&gt;So for the whole night, me, kajal&lt;br /&gt;and Jia yi slept only for like 1h.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i slept a lil more cuz&lt;br /&gt;Jia yi and Kajal woke up 1st then&lt;br /&gt;they went to other rooms.&lt;br /&gt;But then i woke up not long&lt;br /&gt;aft cuz they then woke us up aft&lt;br /&gt;awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Oh we oso called Ash a few times&lt;br /&gt;cuz we were kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;The only sad thing bout the chalet&lt;br /&gt;was tt Ash wasnt with us and we&lt;br /&gt;would have so much more fun with&lt;br /&gt;her! :D&lt;br /&gt;But yea, her doctor said she couldnt&lt;br /&gt;come cuz she wont be able to slp&lt;br /&gt;properly or sometihng.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;We ate our breakfast&lt;br /&gt;at 8 am.&lt;br /&gt;And we were oso watching Oprah&lt;br /&gt;on channel 5 at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I bet tt ppl only wanted to watch&lt;br /&gt;it cuz the Jonas bro were there.&lt;br /&gt;Kajal kept insisting tt Joe jonas'&lt;br /&gt;teeth are yellow.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;OK then aft tt, we went for&lt;br /&gt;this walk to changi beach.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok but i didnt like the&lt;br /&gt;part where there were so many&lt;br /&gt;red ants!&lt;br /&gt;Like so many of them were crawling&lt;br /&gt;into my slippers! D:&lt;br /&gt;I was freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;So later ms ang said tt we could&lt;br /&gt;choose to play at the beach or go&lt;br /&gt;back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go back cuz my leg&lt;br /&gt;was all dirty with leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Then while walking back, we kinda&lt;br /&gt;got lost and we didnt really noe&lt;br /&gt;where to go.&lt;br /&gt;And mind u, it was a &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk.&lt;br /&gt;It was soo NOT 50m! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much happened aft&lt;br /&gt;tt, we just sat on the bus and &lt;br /&gt;went back hm.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Im so so TIRED! ):&lt;br /&gt;And if u wanna see the pics,&lt;br /&gt;u can go to my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2009190&amp;l=f9477&amp;id=1003500835&lt;br /&gt;Cuz im kinda lazy to upload it&lt;br /&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the super long post!&lt;br /&gt;BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding God is solely a work of God. Those who seek Him will find Him because God will give them a heart to recognize Him as Lord (Jer. 29:13-14).  &lt;br /&gt;— Marvin Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4777657469540046424?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4777657469540046424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4777657469540046424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4777657469540046424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4777657469540046424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-right-came-hm-frm-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-578412026337174019</id><published>2008-10-28T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:44:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, right.&lt;br /&gt;So as some of you may &lt;br /&gt;noe, tmr's the class&lt;br /&gt;chalet! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with wq and jw!&lt;br /&gt;Missed them load! (:&lt;br /&gt;So me and Jw went to meet&lt;br /&gt;up at macs at 2pm 1st.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have lunch&lt;br /&gt;at mos burger.&lt;br /&gt;Wq was still at band so she&lt;br /&gt;asked us to eat 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Right so aft me and Jw finished&lt;br /&gt;lunch, wq oso finished her &lt;br /&gt;band in time! [:&lt;br /&gt;We decided to meet at the&lt;br /&gt;bus stop opp. tiong bahru&lt;br /&gt;plaza cuz thats where the bus&lt;br /&gt;to plaza sing is.&lt;br /&gt;So we met wq there aft a while.&lt;br /&gt;The bus then came aft tt and&lt;br /&gt;while on the bus, we just &lt;br /&gt;chatted loads. (:&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached to plaza sing,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go and book &lt;br /&gt;the movie tickets 1st.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch "MAMA MIA" &lt;br /&gt;cuz it was just at the right&lt;br /&gt;time. (4pm)&lt;br /&gt;Since it was still kinda early&lt;br /&gt;then, we decided to walk around&lt;br /&gt;the place.&lt;br /&gt;Wq decided to buy some food but&lt;br /&gt;then she threw most of them &lt;br /&gt;away cuz she said they tasted&lt;br /&gt;disgusting cuz of the onions!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt, we just went back &lt;br /&gt;to the cinema and bought snacks.&lt;br /&gt;I shared pop corn and a large&lt;br /&gt;coke with them.&lt;br /&gt;And wq and hw bought an extra &lt;br /&gt;cheesy hot dog each.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;They sang loads of songs.&lt;br /&gt;One of the famous ones would&lt;br /&gt;be "MAMA MIA".&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were like laughing&lt;br /&gt;the whole way through the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Aft we came out, it was already 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;We then walked around for a lil &lt;br /&gt;longer and decided to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We ate pizza hut in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It was the very 1st time i've&lt;br /&gt;eaten in a restaurant with frens!&lt;br /&gt;Since it was rather expensive,&lt;br /&gt;we did our very best to order &lt;br /&gt;as wisely as possible.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we ordered 2&lt;br /&gt;6' pan pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;One hawaiin and the other&lt;br /&gt;pepperoni.&lt;br /&gt;It was really yummy!&lt;br /&gt;But we were still not tt full tho.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we each had to &lt;br /&gt;pay around $6 each and thats &lt;br /&gt;inclusive of tax and GST! ;D&lt;br /&gt;I felt tt it was quite reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since we werent all tt full,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to macs to have&lt;br /&gt;ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Each of us bought a choco cone &lt;br /&gt;each which btw, costs only $1!&lt;br /&gt;WEE! {:&lt;br /&gt;OK, aft tt we just went hm.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it was already like 7.40 by&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;So i reached hm by around 8.20&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to watch a lil&lt;br /&gt;of "FRIENDS" (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye for nw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stay on track, let God guide your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be in my head, and in my understanding;&lt;br /&gt;God be in my eyes, and in my looking;&lt;br /&gt;God be in my mouth, and in my speaking;&lt;br /&gt;God be in my heart, and in my thinking. &lt;br /&gt;— Sarum Primer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-578412026337174019?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/578412026337174019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=578412026337174019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/578412026337174019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/578412026337174019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4023020429302919742</id><published>2008-10-27T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:46:50.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, posting kinda&lt;br /&gt;late today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its starting to&lt;br /&gt;rain very soon at my place&lt;br /&gt;right nw.&lt;br /&gt;The sky's totally dark.&lt;br /&gt;A little scary, dun u &lt;br /&gt;think so?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a dead &lt;br /&gt;boring day for me!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didnt do anything &lt;br /&gt;much as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at abt 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;U must think im such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Always waking up so late.&lt;br /&gt;*BLUSH*&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, shouted at my bro&lt;br /&gt;1st thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Not a very gd start.&lt;br /&gt;And chatted with Ash on&lt;br /&gt;Skype next.&lt;br /&gt;And gues wad?&lt;br /&gt;Ash looks so awesome with her&lt;br /&gt;Bangs! (:&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, i was doing&lt;br /&gt;my si han.&lt;br /&gt;So lets see wad hw i've finished&lt;br /&gt;so far.&lt;br /&gt;I've finished sect. A of math.&lt;br /&gt;And 1 of the si han!&lt;br /&gt;I noe im really slow but&lt;br /&gt;at least i've finished something&lt;br /&gt;right? ;D&lt;br /&gt;So 2 more days to the class &lt;br /&gt;chalet!&lt;br /&gt;WEE! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I've already bought the 2 large&lt;br /&gt;aluminium trays ysd!&lt;br /&gt;Its $3.50 each from NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for nw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you’ve traveled in the wrong direction, it’s not too late to turn around. God is ready to forgive and restore.&lt;br /&gt;- (Ps. 32:5)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4023020429302919742?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4023020429302919742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4023020429302919742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4023020429302919742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4023020429302919742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-right-posting-kinda-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5185322902617279254</id><published>2008-10-26T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:02:15.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, so here i am&lt;br /&gt;posting again!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i really dun have &lt;br /&gt;much to talk abt nw.&lt;br /&gt;Considering tt its only like&lt;br /&gt;1pm and tt i woke up at &lt;br /&gt;11.30 am, i probably didnt&lt;br /&gt;do anything much at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so wad have i been doing&lt;br /&gt;for the past 1.5 hr?&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the re-run&lt;br /&gt;of "FRIENDS" this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i just realise how pathetic&lt;br /&gt;my life is.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. ;D&lt;br /&gt;So 3 more days to the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;And i stil have not buy&lt;br /&gt;the 2 large aluminium trays.&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry u guys, i &lt;br /&gt;wont disappoint u guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;U can totally rely on me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really but yea.&lt;br /&gt;Right, i dun have anything&lt;br /&gt;to talk abt nw.&lt;br /&gt;So cant w8 for the class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;Bye nw! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start early today to run in the race&lt;br /&gt;That Christians are told they can win;&lt;br /&gt;First wait on the Lord for the strength He will give,&lt;br /&gt;Then lay aside every known sin. &lt;br /&gt;— Branon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5185322902617279254?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5185322902617279254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5185322902617279254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5185322902617279254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5185322902617279254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-right-so-here-i-am-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4073211803603022521</id><published>2008-10-25T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:45:34.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guess how many posts&lt;br /&gt;i have so far.&lt;br /&gt;127! &lt;br /&gt;Can u believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Its quite alot u noe.&lt;br /&gt;I nvr knew i posted so many.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess this would&lt;br /&gt;be my 128th! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;So wad did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at abt 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;And turned on my comp to &lt;br /&gt;watch "HEROES".&lt;br /&gt;Im so totally addicted to &lt;br /&gt;it man!&lt;br /&gt;So far i've already watched &lt;br /&gt;18 episodes of season 1!&lt;br /&gt;And i started watching only&lt;br /&gt;this month.&lt;br /&gt;So im quite fast actually.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And its soo nice!&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop watching it!&lt;br /&gt;But im really trying to &lt;br /&gt;cuz im only at qn 11 of my &lt;br /&gt;math hw!&lt;br /&gt;And that was all i did.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna be soo DEAD! D:&lt;br /&gt;Right, so aft tt, yanlin&lt;br /&gt;called me and asked me to&lt;br /&gt;go BK to meet up with her&lt;br /&gt;and Sheralynn!&lt;br /&gt;So i went.&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a long time since&lt;br /&gt;i met Sheralynn man!&lt;br /&gt;And i was glad to see her again!&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice!&lt;br /&gt;Not tt im not happy to see yanlin,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i am! (:&lt;br /&gt;So we were just at BK talking and&lt;br /&gt;taking pics (ALOT OF PICS).&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt, sher gotta go hm&lt;br /&gt;1st n YL wanted to come to&lt;br /&gt;my place for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;So me and YL were just at my &lt;br /&gt;swimming pool and we were talking&lt;br /&gt;until like 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to go back up &lt;br /&gt;for lunch and so YL went hm.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice meeting YL and Sher&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;I missed them loads! (:&lt;br /&gt;P.S I may post some of the &lt;br /&gt;pics up later. (:&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must face up to our sins before we can put them behind us.&lt;br /&gt;- http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml (the daily bread)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4073211803603022521?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4073211803603022521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4073211803603022521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4073211803603022521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4073211803603022521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-guess-how-many-posts-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2732168942355480949</id><published>2008-10-24T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:10:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, didnt go to sch&lt;br /&gt;ysd cuz i had a fever&lt;br /&gt;in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 5 more days to the &lt;br /&gt;class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Right, so im at hm nw.&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing much as &lt;br /&gt;usual.&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually for the&lt;br /&gt;entire day today, all&lt;br /&gt;i had been doing was &lt;br /&gt;watch "Heroes".&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?!&lt;br /&gt;Im already at episode &lt;u&gt;16&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of season 1!&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tt kinda fast?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe! ;D&lt;br /&gt;But yea, i gotta stop soon&lt;br /&gt;cuz we still have hols hw!!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;Right so we have:&lt;br /&gt;1) Math (40 qns)&lt;br /&gt;2) Chi (1 zuo wen, 2 si han)&lt;br /&gt;I think we oso have eng hw.&lt;br /&gt;But i dunno wad me must do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YET&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt noe we still have &lt;br /&gt;hol hw at the end of the yr.&lt;br /&gt;Sec sch is definately tougher&lt;br /&gt;than pri sch.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, its for our own good&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So better get started on the hw&lt;br /&gt;nw.&lt;br /&gt;See u guys at the class chalet &lt;br /&gt;on wed! (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i havent buy the 2 &lt;br /&gt;aluminium trays yet!&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry, i wont forget.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever” (v.17).  &lt;br /&gt;— Albert Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2732168942355480949?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2732168942355480949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2732168942355480949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2732168942355480949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2732168942355480949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone_24.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4579126576139911771</id><published>2008-10-22T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:40:56.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, posting kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;Well, sch was alright today.&lt;br /&gt;We actually didnt do much as&lt;br /&gt;usual.&lt;br /&gt;So we had PE 1st.&lt;br /&gt;We played "wipe out" today.&lt;br /&gt;Wad we had to do is divide ourselves&lt;br /&gt;into 4 diff groups.&lt;br /&gt;My grp consisted of Kajal, Flo, Esther,&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, Jess, Clarice, Sneha and Pen!&lt;br /&gt;So Pen is the leader of the grp.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be the cheerleader but&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to so in the end kajal&lt;br /&gt;was the cheerleader instead.&lt;br /&gt;Then i was the time keeper instead.&lt;br /&gt;And Esther was the person who blows&lt;br /&gt;the whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot wad tt was called.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So together, we are "YOU SHITTY HEADS!"&lt;br /&gt;Woots!&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tt just awesome?&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here goes our cheer:&lt;br /&gt;You're stinky&lt;br /&gt;You're Brown&lt;br /&gt;At least we have a crown&lt;br /&gt;You're smelly&lt;br /&gt;You suck&lt;br /&gt;You scare away the ducks&lt;br /&gt;QUACK! QUACK!&lt;br /&gt;Nw wasnt tt cool?&lt;br /&gt;I noe its pretty vulgar but it was allowed&lt;br /&gt;anyways!&lt;br /&gt;So in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was &lt;i&gt;Lama Laksa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was &lt;i&gt;Poopoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was &lt;i&gt;Octagon&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;You shitty head!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, at least we werent the last.&lt;br /&gt;So for the rest of the day we were just&lt;br /&gt;talking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;We couldnt play on the tablet cuz we didnt&lt;br /&gt;bring it today.&lt;br /&gt;Aft sch, me, Kajal, Ash and Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard for lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to wisma's Food republic&lt;br /&gt;to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the food there is kinda nice!&lt;br /&gt;Aft we ate, we just went back cuz Ash&lt;br /&gt;oso wanted to go to IMM to get her Sims game.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we have soo many hols HW!!&lt;br /&gt;AHH! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye for nw! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and pls read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shall dwell between His shoulders. —Deuteronomy 33:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family likes to hike, and we’ve had some grand adventures together. But when our boys were small, our enthusiasm caused us to walk too fast and too far, and their legs often grew weary. They couldn’t keep up the pace, despite their determined efforts and our assurance that the end of the trail was just over the next hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dad,” would come the plaintive request, accompanied by upraised arms, “will you carry me?” “Of course,” I would reply, and hoist the child on my shoulders. He was not a burden, for he was little and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often, like my children, I’ve grown weary, and the end of my efforts is not even in sight. I can no longer keep up or accomplish the task. But I am learning that I can turn with arms upraised to my heavenly Father, who walks beside me, and I can ask Him to carry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know He will lay me on His shoulder as a shepherd carries the lamb that was lost (Luke 15:5). There He will joyfully carry me all day long, for I am little and light—no burden to Him. There I find rest, for “the beloved of the Lord shall dwell in safety by Him, who shelters him all the day long; and he shall dwell between His shoulders” (Deut. 33:12).  — David H. Roper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the Savior to help you,&lt;br /&gt;Comfort, strengthen, and keep you;&lt;br /&gt;He is willing to aid you—&lt;br /&gt;He will carry you through. —Palmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God who holds the universe is the God who is holding you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4579126576139911771?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4579126576139911771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4579126576139911771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4579126576139911771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4579126576139911771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-posting-kinda-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1413181982610888825</id><published>2008-10-21T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:35:51.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry bout the seriously&lt;br /&gt;short post ysd.&lt;br /&gt;So im here to post nw.&lt;br /&gt;Here, in sch.&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tt cool?&lt;br /&gt;Its like our exams are over&lt;br /&gt;and we could do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; we &lt;br /&gt;wanna do on our TPCs! &lt;br /&gt;WEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Right, so more abt today.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, we had eng 1st.&lt;br /&gt;But we didnt study much cuz&lt;br /&gt;the exams are over and everything.&lt;br /&gt;So wad we did was just play &lt;br /&gt;on our TPCs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we oso did this video thingy&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its so funny!&lt;br /&gt;We had to pretend we're running&lt;br /&gt;infront of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;Only our class had to do it tho.&lt;br /&gt;But come to think abt it,&lt;br /&gt;it was actually even more tiring&lt;br /&gt;than the usual mass run.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, wadever.&lt;br /&gt;So aft eng was math.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan actually wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;through the paper but all of us&lt;br /&gt;didnt want him to.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we got to do wadever&lt;br /&gt;we liked! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, so recess was next i tihnk.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, next was CME.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Ms Ang used this time to&lt;br /&gt;discuss more abt our class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;So im gonna bring 2 large &lt;br /&gt;aluminium trays.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, HEAVY!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to choose to bring matchsticks&lt;br /&gt;at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;But then Dot took it.&lt;br /&gt;Then i wanted to choose satay sticks&lt;br /&gt;but then some one else took it.&lt;br /&gt;Then i wanted to bring paper plates&lt;br /&gt;but then Ming En took it i think.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end i had no choice but to&lt;br /&gt;bring 2 large aluminium trays.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;We're currently in class doing&lt;br /&gt;pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. &lt;br /&gt;— Ephesians 5:15-16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1413181982610888825?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324357739269988.post-5918922071639177808</id><published>2008-10-20T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:35:11.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Right, 3 days since i've &lt;br /&gt;posted.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i gotta keep this post &lt;br /&gt;really short cuz i gotta &lt;br /&gt;go really soon.&lt;br /&gt;So today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt do much today.&lt;br /&gt;Just played on our TPCs.&lt;br /&gt;Me, kajal and Ash did this &lt;br /&gt;podcast thing and its pretty&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short, i had dance aft&lt;br /&gt;that and its pretty much wad&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait and, in waiting, listen for His leading;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, thy strength for every day is stored.&lt;br /&gt;Go forth in faith, and let thine heart take courage;&lt;br /&gt;There is no disappointment with the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;— Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5918922071639177808?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5918922071639177808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5918922071639177808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5918922071639177808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5918922071639177808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-right-3-days-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3778972625689115340</id><published>2008-10-16T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:52:02.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, man, im so lazy to post.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, wadever it takes to&lt;br /&gt;keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;So we didnt do much today.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we had this talk&lt;br /&gt;abt India from the India exchange&lt;br /&gt;program students.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, all the sec 1s had to stay&lt;br /&gt;behind cuz they wanted to brief us&lt;br /&gt;abt this OM program.&lt;br /&gt;Its abt using creative skills to present&lt;br /&gt;ur problems, i think.&lt;br /&gt;The auditions are tmr but i dun think&lt;br /&gt;i'll take part cuz it looks kinda tough.&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of the day, we just went&lt;br /&gt;through our papers.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, actually only math and sci.&lt;br /&gt;But yea.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the other subjects like lit, hist,&lt;br /&gt;and Eng cant really be checked, could it?&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i couldnt get any EXTRA marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AT ALL&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like isnt tt just sad?&lt;br /&gt;Right, so mostly, all we did was like &lt;br /&gt;fool around n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun since we could just&lt;br /&gt;slack and everything.&lt;br /&gt;So when we had to go through the sci paper,&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like &lt;b&gt;DEAD&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be tt we were just too tired cuz we &lt;br /&gt;played too much?&lt;br /&gt;Wow, nw we do sound like lil kindergarden children&lt;br /&gt;who just played in the playground and &lt;br /&gt;had forgotten to take their nap!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe; (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we oso got back our overall results &lt;br /&gt;and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;For some subjects, my marks increased&lt;br /&gt;cuz we oso added the CT's results as well.&lt;br /&gt;So thats good!&lt;br /&gt;However, for some, i &lt;b&gt;DEPROVED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is obviously not tt good.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the important thing is, we try harder&lt;br /&gt;and do better next yr!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think i better go nw.&lt;br /&gt;So much for "lazy to post".&lt;br /&gt;BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus longs for our fellowship even more than we long for His.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3778972625689115340?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3778972625689115340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3778972625689115340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3778972625689115340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3778972625689115340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-68931459853708990</id><published>2008-10-15T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:57:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Today's officially the &lt;u&gt;WORST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day ever.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, the results are out.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, I soo &lt;b&gt;DIDNT&lt;/b&gt; reach&lt;br /&gt;my target to get 3 A1s.&lt;br /&gt;Far from tt actually.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna tell u guys my &lt;br /&gt;marks but im gonna say&lt;br /&gt;tt i got 4 Bs And 2 Cs.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, aft sch today,&lt;br /&gt;i met up with yanlin and we&lt;br /&gt;went to tiong macs to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And we chatted and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, we decided to go &lt;br /&gt;to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;But yanlin had no money so we&lt;br /&gt;had to go to Redhill to meet&lt;br /&gt;yanlin's mum cuz she had to ask&lt;br /&gt;her mum for money.&lt;br /&gt;We then took the bus to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;The things there are just soo&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME and at the same time, &lt;br /&gt;its sooo cheap!&lt;br /&gt;We spent like 1h shopping there&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;There were so many tihngs man!&lt;br /&gt;So i think we decided to go&lt;br /&gt;back at abt 5.40?&lt;br /&gt;Yanlin then walked me to the &lt;br /&gt;mrt and i went back frm there.&lt;br /&gt;So i think i reached hm at abt&lt;br /&gt;6.30 and yeap, here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Y cant i do better for FYEs!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidings, glad tidings! God is love,&lt;br /&gt;To man He sends His salvation!&lt;br /&gt;His Son beloved, His only Son,&lt;br /&gt;The work of mercy hath begun. &lt;br /&gt;— Montgomery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-68931459853708990?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/68931459853708990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=68931459853708990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/68931459853708990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/68931459853708990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5725269852362722911</id><published>2008-10-14T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:53:51.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok another day at sch.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today we had our&lt;br /&gt;inter-hse cheering&lt;br /&gt;competition.&lt;br /&gt;Even though &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;PANKHURST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't win, i still think&lt;br /&gt;that we did pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;So here are the scores:&lt;br /&gt;1st &lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;FRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;PANKHURST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;BRONTE&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;BRONTE&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;KELLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th &lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;CURIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so congrats to all &lt;br /&gt;the houses!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i really felt that everyone&lt;br /&gt;did GREAT! (:&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, we went up to&lt;br /&gt;the hall to watch this chinese &lt;br /&gt;performance.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool actually.&lt;br /&gt;There were many cool moves.&lt;br /&gt;And aft tt the teachers briefed&lt;br /&gt;us on the CIP programme for next yr.&lt;br /&gt;U see, we have to go overseas &lt;br /&gt;for this next yr.&lt;br /&gt;So we can either choose to go to&lt;br /&gt;- Northern Thailand&lt;br /&gt;- Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;- China&lt;br /&gt;- India&lt;br /&gt;- Bintan&lt;br /&gt;Well, im still not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;But i think im most probably&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay in s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i dun think my mum would&lt;br /&gt;allow.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like we cant help ppl&lt;br /&gt;in singapore, right? ;D&lt;br /&gt;So yeap.&lt;br /&gt;We then had recess then.&lt;br /&gt;We only had 10 mins to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they kinda dismissed us late&lt;br /&gt;and aft tt we oso had to go back&lt;br /&gt;to class to get our bags.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we oso had this Deeparaya&lt;br /&gt;celebration/concert.&lt;br /&gt;It was good but my legs &lt;br /&gt;were like aching so badly aft &lt;br /&gt;tt cuz we were sitting down for &lt;br /&gt;like 1h++ ?&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Tmr everyone in sch have to take&lt;br /&gt;public transport to sch&lt;br /&gt;so we only have to be in sch&lt;br /&gt;by 8.10am!&lt;br /&gt;How cool is tt? (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at the same time, we're oso saving the&lt;br /&gt;environment too! &lt;br /&gt;Could tt be any better?&lt;br /&gt;So yea, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world. &lt;br /&gt;— James 1:27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5725269852362722911?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5725269852362722911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5725269852362722911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5725269852362722911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5725269852362722911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-another-day-at-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1658387344267266157</id><published>2008-10-13T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:56:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here to post.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, oh so we went to &lt;br /&gt;sch to day.&lt;br /&gt;And we had the inter-hse game!&lt;br /&gt;And GUESS WAD? GUESS WAD?&lt;br /&gt;PANKHURST WON!! &lt;br /&gt;AHH! Isnt tt like totally&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, right.&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt actually get to&lt;br /&gt;play cuz it started to rain&lt;br /&gt;b4 we could even play anyways.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But still, im SOO proud of &lt;br /&gt;Pankhurst! WOOTS! (:&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt we went for recess.&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, the canteen was&lt;br /&gt;WAY crowded then.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and forgot to mention but &lt;br /&gt;in the morning, we had this&lt;br /&gt;cyber wellness talk as well.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much to talk abt&lt;br /&gt;tt.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, just saying..&lt;br /&gt;Oh and aft recess, we went to &lt;br /&gt;the hall for this concert thing.&lt;br /&gt;The songs were alright.&lt;br /&gt;So it ended about 1 pm?&lt;br /&gt;And we went to cheers to buy &lt;br /&gt;food.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to not buy anything&lt;br /&gt;and just try the new&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice in sch.&lt;br /&gt;But guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;When we reached sch,&lt;br /&gt;the very 1st person infront of &lt;br /&gt;me got the very last plate.&lt;br /&gt;Like how lucky am i?!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, but its ok.&lt;br /&gt;So today dance started at 2.30 &lt;br /&gt;instead of 3.30 so we had&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of dance in total.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, tiring! &lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More precious than gold is God’s Word to me,&lt;br /&gt;Much better than pearls from deep in the sea;&lt;br /&gt;For in the Lord’s Word I take great delight,&lt;br /&gt;And it is my joy each day and each night. &lt;br /&gt;— Fitzhugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1658387344267266157?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1658387344267266157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1658387344267266157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1658387344267266157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1658387344267266157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-here-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-9079688551811217868</id><published>2008-10-12T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:01:53.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i have to post &lt;br /&gt;really quick.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do anything much&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Just went to tiong to &lt;br /&gt;buy some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt, i came back &lt;br /&gt;and went swimming! (:&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i didnt swim for like&lt;br /&gt;a million years already.&lt;br /&gt;So i swam for like 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;And i went to take a &lt;br /&gt;shower aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;And oh yea, going to tiong&lt;br /&gt;for dinner later.&lt;br /&gt;That is y i gotta post fast.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I really DUN have anything to say!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;My life is getting way boring.&lt;br /&gt;Okok, i better stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;When is my blog gonna &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be dead?! &lt;br /&gt;Haha, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Word I have hidden in my heart, that I might not sin against You. &lt;br /&gt;— Psalm 119:11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-9079688551811217868?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9079688551811217868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=9079688551811217868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9079688551811217868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9079688551811217868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-i-have-to-post-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-40528493937183788</id><published>2008-10-11T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:00:37.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another day of posting.&lt;br /&gt;And i bet my blog's still&lt;br /&gt;absolutely &lt;u&gt;DEAD.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyways, didnt do &lt;br /&gt;anything much today.&lt;br /&gt;Was jsut watching TV and&lt;br /&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yea, just went out &lt;br /&gt;for dinner just nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and u noe i went to&lt;br /&gt;check out the apple store,&lt;br /&gt;and i SO SO SO want the new&lt;br /&gt;iPod nano soo BADLY!&lt;br /&gt;Its soo cool!&lt;br /&gt;U can watch videos, and when&lt;br /&gt;u wanna change to another song,&lt;br /&gt;u just shake it.&lt;br /&gt;Like how awesome it tt?!&lt;br /&gt;So yea, gotta go to sch on&lt;br /&gt;mon.&lt;br /&gt;Man, i so feel like staying hm&lt;br /&gt;and just relax.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can get back some&lt;br /&gt;of our marks!&lt;br /&gt;Im so nervous &amp; at the same&lt;br /&gt;time, kinda excited.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i noe i've said this &lt;br /&gt;be4 but I REALLY WANNA GET&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST 3 A's!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, i cant w8 for the hols&lt;br /&gt;to start.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i really dunno wad to &lt;br /&gt;say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird, its like aft the&lt;br /&gt;exams, u dun have anything&lt;br /&gt;more to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;My life's getting more and more&lt;br /&gt;boring each day.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways, BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a friend we have in Jesus, &lt;br /&gt;All our sins and griefs to bear!&lt;br /&gt;What a privilege to carry&lt;br /&gt;Everything to God in prayer! &lt;br /&gt;— Scriven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-40528493937183788?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/40528493937183788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=40528493937183788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/40528493937183788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/40528493937183788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-ok-another-day-of-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4507259495255037265</id><published>2008-10-10T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:41:05.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! &lt;br /&gt;And btw, check this out!&lt;br /&gt;(got it from Ash's blog) :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Drama Princess (or Prince)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/princess.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not over the top dramatic, but you have your moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to steal the spotlight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how to act out to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around you know that you're good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at times, your drama gets a bit too much for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tone it down a tad, and you'll still be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/"&gt;Are You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you can't see Him, God is there for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4507259495255037265?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4507259495255037265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4507259495255037265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4507259495255037265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4507259495255037265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-and-btw-check-this-out-got.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7586154150364647493</id><published>2008-10-08T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:27:26.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WAD? GUESS WAD?&lt;br /&gt;FYEs ARE OFFICIALLY &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;OVER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like isnt tt awesome?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and so sorry for not &lt;br /&gt;posting right aft the exams.&lt;br /&gt;I was just kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;At least im posting nw, right?&lt;br /&gt;And Yeap, my blog is soo DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;So pls pls tag more!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, anyways, im not like&lt;br /&gt;entirely happy yet cuz i still&lt;br /&gt;have to do art! D:&lt;br /&gt;So yea, still kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;But its soo much better ever &lt;br /&gt;since the FYEs are over!&lt;br /&gt;Im like soo much more relaxed &lt;br /&gt;nw.&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i soo cant w8 for the results &lt;br /&gt;as well!&lt;br /&gt;I soo hope i can do really well&lt;br /&gt;cuz i really did work hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i have madeup my mind - &lt;br /&gt;I have to get &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;at least&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 As!! &lt;br /&gt;and the rest should be all 'B's&lt;br /&gt;But yea.. fingers crossed! (:&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i have so little &lt;br /&gt;to say aft like 2 weeks without posting.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe i should stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise i may bore u guys to death.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, Pls pls TAG MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i really dun wanna close my blog.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye nw! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said: &lt;br /&gt;'If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7586154150364647493?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7586154150364647493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=7586154150364647493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7586154150364647493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/7586154150364647493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-everyone-guess-wad-guess-wad-fyes.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6496316368131697272</id><published>2008-09-14T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:10:01.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is gonna be a&lt;br /&gt;very short post cuz i have&lt;br /&gt;only 10 mins to post.&lt;br /&gt;So right.&lt;br /&gt;Its been like a billion&lt;br /&gt;yrs since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i dunno whether this&lt;br /&gt;is bad or good news but&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; post till&lt;br /&gt;aft the FYE.&lt;br /&gt;This is mainly cuz i absolutely&lt;br /&gt;have no time to post when &lt;br /&gt;its the time to be like studying.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, &amp; i hope u guys still &lt;br /&gt;continue taggin cuz i sure &lt;br /&gt;dun want my blog to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, see u guys aft the FYE!&lt;br /&gt;And pls pls continue tagging!&lt;br /&gt;Thx loads! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord says "I will bless the person that puts his trust on Me." &lt;br /&gt;- Jeremaih 17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6496316368131697272?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6496316368131697272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6496316368131697272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6496316368131697272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6496316368131697272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6806558758464967293</id><published>2008-09-08T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:14:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i bet u must have noticed&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yi's post below.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;A piece of advice:&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore tt post (:&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so i havent posted for&lt;br /&gt;like centuries! &lt;br /&gt;And i guess that must be a reason&lt;br /&gt;why no one ever tags me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so im gonna do something abt&lt;br /&gt;tt right nw.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna start posting.&lt;br /&gt;So u guys better start tagging me!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so lets talk abt sat.&lt;br /&gt;Me, wq, jw and xy went out!&lt;br /&gt;So i met wq &amp; xy at abt 11++.&lt;br /&gt;Jw was still having tuition at&lt;br /&gt;stalford so we were by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to more than words&lt;br /&gt;to buy presents for Jw.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz me and xy didnt buy anything&lt;br /&gt;for her yet.&lt;br /&gt;So it was kinda a last min thing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;So i bought a soft toy key chain for her&lt;br /&gt;and xy bought a key chain for her as well.&lt;br /&gt;Wq just helped us choose the tihngs.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aft choosing the presies,&lt;br /&gt;we went to popular.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted LOTS there and tt was&lt;br /&gt;the only thing we did. {:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we had soo much to&lt;br /&gt;talk abt cuz we havent met up for&lt;br /&gt;such a long time already!&lt;br /&gt;We then went to tenchi and chatted &lt;br /&gt;even more there!! &lt;br /&gt;All we did was talk and talk and talk.&lt;br /&gt;But it was so fun anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Jw then came to join us aft her&lt;br /&gt;tuition.&lt;br /&gt;We then went macs to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Wq did not wanna eat there actually.&lt;br /&gt;But i insisted cuz i was kinda &lt;br /&gt;broke. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; u can use ur ez-link card at macs,&lt;br /&gt;So ya, it was the best place&lt;br /&gt;to eat.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to vivo next.&lt;br /&gt;We actually wanted to watch&lt;br /&gt;journey to the centre of the earth &lt;br /&gt;at the beginning but it was over&lt;br /&gt;so we had to watch make it happen'&lt;br /&gt;instead.&lt;br /&gt;Aft we booked the tickets,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the play ground and the waterpark.&lt;br /&gt;Just chatted there like usual.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the arcade next.&lt;br /&gt;Each of us spent abt $2 each &lt;br /&gt;and we had loads of fun there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but it was kinda a waste of &lt;br /&gt;money..&lt;br /&gt;But ya, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, we went to the movie&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it was a movie for couples&lt;br /&gt;cuz the whole cinema was kinda filled&lt;br /&gt;with them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;But the movie kinda nice {:&lt;br /&gt;And it was not a romance film, btw..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe a little.&lt;br /&gt;But it was more abt the dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like step up/ step up 2.&lt;br /&gt;So aft the movie, we went&lt;br /&gt;to  sit at this place for couples&lt;br /&gt;&amp; spied at them.&lt;br /&gt;There were alot of things i dun wanna&lt;br /&gt;mention. &lt;br /&gt;But technically, it was GROSS!;D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt, went to BK&lt;br /&gt;for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at long john;s at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;But it was way too crowded. D:&lt;br /&gt;So ya, had BK in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright i guess. &lt;br /&gt;So aft dinner, we then went hm.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the day was totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really really missed them all! {:&lt;br /&gt;We should so go out again soon!! &lt;br /&gt;So watched camp rock ysd.&lt;br /&gt;and it totally rocked! [:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; did nothing else other than tt.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, better go nw.&lt;br /&gt;And just a teensy reminder -&lt;br /&gt;PLS TAG!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Love and Care for us is definately the most Amazing thing in this universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6806558758464967293?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6806558758464967293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6806558758464967293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6806558758464967293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6806558758464967293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-hey-everyone-ok-i-bet-u-must-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5047585870678689914</id><published>2008-09-08T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:11:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;I am Jia Yi.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Jia Yi Copyrighted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5047585870678689914?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5047585870678689914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5047585870678689914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5047585870678689914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5047585870678689914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2811104796391864367</id><published>2008-09-04T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:36:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, i noe i havent &lt;br /&gt;been posting for quite &lt;br /&gt;some time nw.&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, i have been&lt;br /&gt;like soo busy these days.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, i hope ppl&lt;br /&gt;still visits my blog and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets turn back the clock&lt;br /&gt;to Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went to vivo with kajal,&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yi and Flo.&lt;br /&gt;And it was soo AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing abt it&lt;br /&gt;was, Ash didnt come. D:&lt;br /&gt;So when we reatched there,&lt;br /&gt;it was abt 12.&lt;br /&gt;We then went to book tickets&lt;br /&gt;for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to watch &lt;br /&gt;"Journey to the centre of the Earth"&lt;br /&gt;at 1st but Jia Yi just watched it&lt;br /&gt;with her frens they day b4.&lt;br /&gt;And the movie was a lil too&lt;br /&gt;late i think.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we decided&lt;br /&gt;to watch The dark knight&lt;br /&gt;even though i've already &lt;br /&gt;watched it be4.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i really dun mind since&lt;br /&gt;it was a GREAT movie! (:&lt;br /&gt;And i didnt really understand it&lt;br /&gt;the 1st time, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, we went to subway for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I shared a 6-inch tuna sandwich &lt;br /&gt;with Jia yi.&lt;br /&gt;And bought a small drink.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;u&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aft lunch, we went to&lt;br /&gt;the playground and took &lt;br /&gt;loads of pics! {:&lt;br /&gt;Ppl must have thought we were&lt;br /&gt;mad or sometihng.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft tt we went to the&lt;br /&gt;water park, and took even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; pics.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And we made 2 videos too!&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to walk around next,&lt;br /&gt;just looking at stuff.&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for the movie, &lt;br /&gt;we went back to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Jia Yi bought cheesy hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;And i shared a regular coke with&lt;br /&gt;Kajal as well! {:&lt;br /&gt;Aft the movie, it was like 6pm&lt;br /&gt;already cuz the movie was 2h long.&lt;br /&gt;We then went down to the&lt;br /&gt;food section and bought something&lt;br /&gt;to eat at old chang kee.&lt;br /&gt;We were kinda lost at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we had to like walk&lt;br /&gt;through the car park and kajal&lt;br /&gt;was acting like our mum!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! {:&lt;br /&gt;We then went back aft tt i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Since all of us couldnt have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ysd we had dance n it was&lt;br /&gt;soo tiring! &lt;br /&gt;Cuz we danced frm 8-5.30!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but it was fun anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, Wall-e is just the &lt;br /&gt;most &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; movie&lt;br /&gt;EVER! &lt;br /&gt;My mum fell asleep like half way&lt;br /&gt;through the movie and&lt;br /&gt;i was like struggling to watch &lt;br /&gt;the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, going out with wq, jw and xy&lt;br /&gt;this sat.&lt;br /&gt;Still havent made up our mind&lt;br /&gt;on where to go.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i have sometihng to share with&lt;br /&gt;you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Read this - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dart Test.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A POWERFUL MESSAGE. PLEASE READ ALL OF IT. I AM &lt;br /&gt;PASSING IT ON BECAUSE I AM CERTAINLY NOT ASHAMED TO DO &lt;br /&gt;SO. &lt;br /&gt;In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking............. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dart Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young lady named Sally, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, Dr. Smith . She says that Dr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular day, Sally walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Dr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally's friend drew a picture of who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother. Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class lined up and began throwing darts. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when Dr. Smith , because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats. As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target. Dr. Smith began removing the target from the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Smith said only these words....' In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me .' &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 25:40. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other words were necessary; the tears filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an easy test; you score 100 or zero . It's your choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, ' If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you, before My Father.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ashamed... pass this on.  &lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. Or is it scary? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can say ' I believe in God ' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and! they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord , people think twice about sharing . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the school and workplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you laughing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will YOU pass this on? ... I just did  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 25:40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2811104796391864367?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2811104796391864367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2811104796391864367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2811104796391864367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2811104796391864367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-man-i-noe-i-havent-been-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-9072553099612295183</id><published>2008-09-01T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:20:39.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling soo horrible right nw.&lt;br /&gt;I tihnk im down with the flu.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! So frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Like this is the best time&lt;br /&gt;to get a flu.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i really hope that i can &lt;br /&gt;recover in time for tmr since&lt;br /&gt;Im going out with kajal, Jia Yi&lt;br /&gt;and Flo.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Ash cant come tho..&lt;br /&gt;I tihnk she got grounded.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was having tuition frm&lt;br /&gt;12.40 till now.&lt;br /&gt;Man, im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;And i was like forcing myself to&lt;br /&gt;concentrate cuz i feel soo weak right nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i noe i havent posted for quite&lt;br /&gt;some time.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess this may be a pretty long post.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i so feel like fainting right nw.&lt;br /&gt;OK, i think i better post fast&lt;br /&gt;since i still have like &lt;u&gt;LOADS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, im done with the math hw, except &lt;br /&gt;4 the 2 papers.&lt;br /&gt;And i've finished the sci WS.&lt;br /&gt;So nw im half way through Hist.&lt;br /&gt;So tt means i still have eng, Lit, Chi&lt;br /&gt;and the 2 papers.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention MORE tuition HW.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, we're going to vivo tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I tihnk we're gonna watch Wall-E.&lt;br /&gt;And we're having lunch n dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i better go off nw.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, this post isnt as long a i&lt;br /&gt;expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bye!&lt;br /&gt;And i so hope i would feel much better&lt;br /&gt;tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blessed Everyone of us with His Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-9072553099612295183?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9072553099612295183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=9072553099612295183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9072553099612295183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/9072553099612295183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2147267087386951767</id><published>2008-08-28T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:17:43.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we're having PBL nw.&lt;br /&gt;There' nothing much to do&lt;br /&gt;so ya, im blogging nw.&lt;br /&gt;Right, so today was normal.&lt;br /&gt;Was actually supposed to meet ash&lt;br /&gt;to go to sch together but she was late.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, i went to sch by myself&lt;br /&gt;in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so when i reached sch, ash&lt;br /&gt;told me to go down n get her bag &lt;br /&gt;for her cuz she had to do mass&lt;br /&gt;dance.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, mass dance was&lt;br /&gt;cancelled cuz it was starting&lt;br /&gt;to rain very heavily.&lt;br /&gt;And we stayed in class instead.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, that was good.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, i stayed in class and read&lt;br /&gt;eclipse! It was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so aft tt was math.&lt;br /&gt;Did even &lt;u&gt;MORE&lt;/u&gt; practices again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, and aft tt was lit.&lt;br /&gt;We had the coral reading thing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we did alright but &lt;br /&gt;kajal didnt come to sch today.&lt;br /&gt;SAD! D:&lt;br /&gt;But i guesss we still did alright.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then we had recess?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, just chatted and celebrated&lt;br /&gt;the Aug ppl b'day.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, had a slice of cake!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next was hist. &lt;br /&gt;Didnt do anything much.&lt;br /&gt;Then sci.&lt;br /&gt;We had practical.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, we had lunch next.&lt;br /&gt;We used the shortest queue cuz &lt;br /&gt;we barely had enough time left.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we were still late &lt;br /&gt;for PBL -.-&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Haha; (:&lt;br /&gt;OK, bye nw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not too late to accept God as your personal Saviour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2147267087386951767?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2147267087386951767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2147267087386951767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2147267087386951767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2147267087386951767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-so-were-having-pbl-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4642580086960116287</id><published>2008-08-26T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:26:05.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so its now free period &lt;br /&gt;since assempbly is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;So today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly the best of all&lt;br /&gt;the days.&lt;br /&gt;But still..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eng was 1st.&lt;br /&gt;We had our results back.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt was math.&lt;br /&gt;We did more practices as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so next was recess i think.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and they sold bubble tea today!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;So ya, i bought peach milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;And is way expensive man!&lt;br /&gt;$2 For one cup! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but i still bought it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Aft recess was CME.&lt;br /&gt;So we tot we had to do tt skit thing&lt;br /&gt;today but the teacher gave us till &lt;br /&gt;aft the hols!&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tt awesome?&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt Lit.&lt;br /&gt;We tot we had to do the poem thing&lt;br /&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;But again, the teacher pushed it&lt;br /&gt;to thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Haha; thats kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we had our lit results&lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;Tt just made things worse. D:&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;So ya, here we are nw.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another 15mins to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Bye then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always caring for us, Believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4642580086960116287?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4642580086960116287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4642580086960116287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4642580086960116287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4642580086960116287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-so-its-now-free-period.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5035441559911784098</id><published>2008-08-23T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:37:44.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so today was just &lt;br /&gt;mega &lt;u&gt;BORING&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, had my break fast.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt only till 1pm &lt;br /&gt;when the tuition teacher came.&lt;br /&gt;So then i had tuition frm 1pm&lt;br /&gt;to like 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs of the day is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Not tt it was a total waste of &lt;br /&gt;time,&lt;br /&gt;cuz its not.&lt;br /&gt;I really learnt many tihngs during&lt;br /&gt;tt 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i wont elaborate cuz i wont&lt;br /&gt;want to bore u guys to death.&lt;br /&gt;So i had my lunch next.&lt;br /&gt;And later huimin called me to &lt;br /&gt;go on9 to send PBL stuff to joan.&lt;br /&gt;Aft sending all the things,&lt;br /&gt;i just stayed on9, just chatting&lt;br /&gt;to ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats just how my day went by&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed us with His Love and Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5035441559911784098?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5035441559911784098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5035441559911784098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5035441559911784098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5035441559911784098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-ok-so-today-was-just-mega-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6565966702265114134</id><published>2008-08-22T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:17:29.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ya, im posting really late.&lt;br /&gt;So wad happened today?&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Mass run was cancelled cuz&lt;br /&gt;it started drizzling so we&lt;br /&gt;went back to class in the end.&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS! &lt;br /&gt;And we then had sci.&lt;br /&gt;My marks didnt change.&lt;br /&gt;So i couldnt get one more mark.&lt;br /&gt;SAD. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the class passed by slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Next was chi.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher gave the papers back.&lt;br /&gt;I got a 1/2 mark more.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Like tt helps?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next was home econs!&lt;br /&gt;We made chicken rice!&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;And it tasted so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, Mrs Khan went through&lt;br /&gt;our practical test with us.&lt;br /&gt;So to sum it up, we just had to &lt;br /&gt;make a folio of a few deserts frm s'pore?&lt;br /&gt;And we had to make agar-agar.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;No, it isnt that simple as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. so next was art.&lt;br /&gt;We painted our portrait today.&lt;br /&gt;Me, kajal and Jia yi all used yellow!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i tihnk it was a pretty good choice.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, me and kajal decided&lt;br /&gt;to leave our paintings at sch&lt;br /&gt;cuz the paint havent dried up yet.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt, we took the bus to &lt;br /&gt;the mrt station cuz it was &lt;br /&gt;raining.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;Thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;And oh i didnt have tuition &lt;br /&gt;today cuz my tuition teacher postponed&lt;br /&gt;it to tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, ya, thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not too late to accept God as our personal Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6565966702265114134?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6565966702265114134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6565966702265114134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6565966702265114134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6565966702265114134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-ok-ya-im-posting-really-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-767280009338071415</id><published>2008-08-21T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:19:06.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the results for hist &lt;br /&gt;and sci are &lt;b&gt;OUT&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, obviously im not&lt;br /&gt;satisfied with the results;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dun think any1 is tho..&lt;br /&gt;Especially for sci.&lt;br /&gt;At least i passed.&lt;br /&gt;But not with flying colours. &lt;br /&gt;SAD! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lessons were as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;We had math 1st.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright,&lt;br /&gt;Did more practices. Haha;&lt;br /&gt;So next was lit.&lt;br /&gt;We don't noe our results for lit&lt;br /&gt;btw; SAD!&lt;br /&gt;At least there's something i'll be&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;So lit was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Vicky just went through for our &lt;br /&gt;project and we just discussed among &lt;br /&gt;our grps.&lt;br /&gt;And i guess we had recess next/&lt;br /&gt;So while we were eating,&lt;br /&gt;Fel suddenly knocked over her milo&lt;br /&gt;and it spilt all over the table.&lt;br /&gt;Worse off, the milo spilt over &lt;br /&gt;kajal's &lt;u&gt;GUESS WALLET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL; sad.&lt;br /&gt;So kajal wassnt tt freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;But it is so surprising how the GUESS&lt;br /&gt;wallet and the milo had such a connection.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz u noe wad?&lt;br /&gt;Last time milo spilt over the wallet too!&lt;br /&gt;So this was the second time.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end she had to wash it&lt;br /&gt;and let it dry in class.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, aft tt was eng.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sameulson&lt;i&gt;(is this the correct spelling??)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;came in.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt learn anything much.&lt;br /&gt;Still going through that orietation phase.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, we still dunno our eng results&lt;br /&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to look 4ward too.&lt;br /&gt;Next was hist.&lt;br /&gt;Went throught china's class system.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Tham gave out our tests back.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad's the highes score in our class;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;15/20&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe it??&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok, actually is kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;So next was sci; D:&lt;br /&gt;We got our test papers back.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, no one was satisfied here.&lt;br /&gt;Including me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, i tihnk i better go nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always by our side, no matter what happens, it is all because of His Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-767280009338071415?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/767280009338071415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=767280009338071415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/767280009338071415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/767280009338071415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-5051424029390280972</id><published>2008-08-20T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:22:57.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so im here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we just got back &lt;br /&gt;our chi CT results.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS &lt;u&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we also got back our&lt;br /&gt;math results ysd as well.&lt;br /&gt;But 1st, let me explain&lt;br /&gt;y i couldnt post ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its the same thihng actually.&lt;br /&gt;I was obviously seriously busy.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when i got hm it was abt 3?&lt;br /&gt;And aft tt i ate my lunch and &lt;br /&gt;took a bath.&lt;br /&gt;I then had tuition up to 6&lt;br /&gt;n i still have hw to do.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, i practically&lt;br /&gt;didnt have time for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Man, sec sch life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so back to the math&lt;br /&gt;results.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i got ____________.&lt;br /&gt;LOL;&lt;br /&gt;As if i would really tell u guys.&lt;br /&gt;Its embarrasing! {:&lt;br /&gt;hehe, so u can ask me if u wanna &lt;br /&gt;noe my marks.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not Guranteed tt i'll tell&lt;br /&gt;u the ans! &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, today we had lessons &lt;br /&gt;per normal.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad??&lt;br /&gt;I'VE FINISHED READING TWILIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTS! {:&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;So nw im on new moon.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tot new moon is boring.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, im just gonna read it&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It cant be tt bad.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i read like a few pages&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, it isnt half bad!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but they said it gets boring&lt;br /&gt;when Edward leaves..&lt;br /&gt;LOL;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i still cant w8 to&lt;br /&gt;catch the &lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt; movie!&lt;br /&gt;Erm, so i guess maybe we could &lt;br /&gt;get our other papers back tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets just hope tt i do&lt;br /&gt;well! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye for nw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always by our side, Giving us His never ending Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-5051424029390280972?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5051424029390280972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=5051424029390280972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5051424029390280972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/5051424029390280972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-so-im-here-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3888606693259489641</id><published>2008-08-19T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:22:47.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so as some of u may noe,&lt;br /&gt;I didnt post ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there isnt any post frm ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im weird.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didnt have time to post&lt;br /&gt;ysd.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because i came hm at abt 7.&lt;br /&gt;Its actually considered kinda&lt;br /&gt;early cuz we would usually end&lt;br /&gt;later than 7. {:&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was cuz we had a farewell&lt;br /&gt;party for Ms Ng and Mdm tan ysd.&lt;br /&gt;It was so AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;The sec 4s also performed a dance for us&lt;br /&gt;and it was really really memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways, we also learned a new&lt;br /&gt;dance ysd.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice!&lt;br /&gt;But a lil difficult at times.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! {:&lt;br /&gt;So aft dance,&lt;br /&gt;me and Geraldine decided to go&lt;br /&gt;to cheer.&lt;br /&gt;We bought prawn crackers! YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, anyway,&lt;br /&gt;we then walked to mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Over there, we met up with&lt;br /&gt;Ash, Andrea and Jiayi.&lt;br /&gt;They said they had already &lt;br /&gt;waited 1hr for us!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And ash was kinda pissed cuz &lt;br /&gt;she dropped her ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaa, ok, maybe i shouldnt laugh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did i mention ASHLEY CHIN signed&lt;br /&gt;me up for a stinking SUDOKU competition?!&lt;br /&gt;Like i dun even noe how to play it??&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And ash, i dun care if we;re gonna be&lt;br /&gt;on mediacorp.&lt;br /&gt;I QUIT! &lt;br /&gt;Well, that felt pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, better go nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always by our side, Believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3888606693259489641?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3888606693259489641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3888606693259489641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3888606693259489641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3888606693259489641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-so-as-some-of-u-may-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-4301872893841012269</id><published>2008-08-17T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:54:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as most of u may &lt;br /&gt;have noticed, I just &lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting kinda sick&lt;br /&gt;of tt one anyways.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I made it all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not all by myself,&lt;br /&gt;But i did mixed and matched &lt;br /&gt;the codes! {:&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyways, didnt have tuition&lt;br /&gt;today. &lt;br /&gt;It was suddenly cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so i spent my whole&lt;br /&gt;day practically downloading&lt;br /&gt;songs, edit my blog and reading&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;Yeap; that was all i did.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did i mention tt twilight's&lt;br /&gt;just superly &lt;u&gt;ADDICTIVE&lt;/u&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i just cant take my eyes off it!&lt;br /&gt;And I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN.&lt;br /&gt;He sounds soo cool in the bk! {:&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Bella and Jacob are so not&lt;br /&gt;meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Edward sounds so much better.&lt;br /&gt;They're just the ideal couple.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and u guys should so check out &lt;br /&gt;the movie trailer for twilight.&lt;br /&gt;Its so nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;And anyways, i bet most of u would &lt;br /&gt;be so excited for the movie on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 December&lt;/u&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i dun think there's much to post&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there's sch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, im so exhausted! D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, better go nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us, Believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-4301872893841012269?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4301872893841012269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=4301872893841012269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4301872893841012269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/4301872893841012269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-as-most-of-u-may-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-7669454029138466855</id><published>2008-08-16T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:27:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i noe its been like a &lt;br /&gt;million years since i've last &lt;br /&gt;posted.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, i do have my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;And they're all really good&lt;br /&gt;reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for most of u ppl,&lt;br /&gt;u would noe tt this entire&lt;br /&gt;week was the common tests week!&lt;br /&gt;And it was just HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was soo stressed&lt;br /&gt;including me.&lt;br /&gt;And i bet that i would so totally&lt;br /&gt;fail which i so hope tt wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, im actually feeling kinda &lt;br /&gt;glad that all this is over.&lt;br /&gt;It has been so stressful and&lt;br /&gt;nw im looking 4ward to the spet hols!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, actually it wouldnt be tt good&lt;br /&gt;cuz then right aft the sept hols,&lt;br /&gt;we would have our final yr exam.&lt;br /&gt;SAD!&lt;br /&gt;Its stress the whole yr round!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, as some of u may nw,&lt;br /&gt;We had chi oral today.&lt;br /&gt;So ya, i noe its totally &lt;br /&gt;unfair considering it a sat&lt;br /&gt;but life's unfair right?&lt;br /&gt;So ya..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i woke up at the same time&lt;br /&gt;as when i go to sch today.&lt;br /&gt;I was soo TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i went to bed at like 11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;last night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh n guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;When i reached to sch,&lt;br /&gt;The sch gates weren't even opened&lt;br /&gt;yet!&lt;br /&gt;So much for me waking up early?!&lt;br /&gt;I could've woken up at like 6.20&lt;br /&gt;or something..&lt;br /&gt;But im so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but its a gd thing i had to&lt;br /&gt;w8 for awhile for the gates to open.&lt;br /&gt;So it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Aft i went in to sch,&lt;br /&gt;Dot just reached to sch as well!&lt;br /&gt;I was soo happy!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i tot i was gonna be alone at 1st!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i had Dot with me!&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ya, so we w8ted and waited&lt;br /&gt;and more and more ppl kept on coming. {:&lt;br /&gt;So at 7.30 the hall opened and&lt;br /&gt;we could finally w8 inside an aircon place!&lt;br /&gt;Heheee.&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;The oral was absolutely HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;I did really badly!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I was like stammering the whole time&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher even had to interupt me &lt;br /&gt;at times!&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;I bet im soo gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;But wad's over its over.&lt;br /&gt;So aft tt when i was gonna go to the&lt;br /&gt;foyer, i met ash halfway.&lt;br /&gt;So Ash told me tt she was going with &lt;br /&gt;Iris to exchange paint.&lt;br /&gt;But then we cant find Iris at all!&lt;br /&gt;So in the end we spent like half of&lt;br /&gt;the time looking for iris&lt;br /&gt;but we still cant find her in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Then later Sneha came.&lt;br /&gt;And ash wanted to go library.&lt;br /&gt;So all of us went with her &lt;br /&gt;and she borrowed with a few books.&lt;br /&gt;We then decided not to w8 for iris &lt;br /&gt;anymore cuz she was no where in sight.&lt;br /&gt;And while we were walking to the mrt station,&lt;br /&gt;Ash KEPT ON COMPLAINING abt her dad and iris &lt;br /&gt;not picking up their phone.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just when we decided to get on the&lt;br /&gt;train, Iris suddenly called and said she &lt;br /&gt;was coming,&lt;br /&gt;So we waited for her at the MRT platform.&lt;br /&gt;But its a gd thing she didnt take &lt;br /&gt;long at all.&lt;br /&gt;But when she came, her face was all red!&lt;br /&gt;Haha;&lt;br /&gt;it looked as if she was running a &lt;br /&gt;marathon!&lt;br /&gt;Ha, so in the end, me n sneha went hm&lt;br /&gt;and iris n Ash went to exchange their paints.&lt;br /&gt;So when i got hm, my previous plan was &lt;br /&gt;2 actually continue sleeping&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to read twilight instead!&lt;br /&gt;And its all thanks to Jiayi for lending &lt;br /&gt;it to me.&lt;br /&gt;And P.S Twilight &lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt; seriously addictive!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our Saviour, He sent His Son to die for our sins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-7669454029138466855?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324357739269988.post-8405314684144712300</id><published>2008-08-05T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T19:51:27.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, its been quite a &lt;br /&gt;long time since i've last&lt;br /&gt;blogged.&lt;br /&gt;But at least here i am!&lt;br /&gt;So i've been like seriously&lt;br /&gt;busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;What with the common test coming&lt;br /&gt;up next week and loads &lt;br /&gt;of homework.&lt;br /&gt;Im telling u im about to &lt;br /&gt;just DIE!&lt;br /&gt;Of stress i mean.&lt;br /&gt;But ya, DIE!&lt;br /&gt;Im so stressed right nw.&lt;br /&gt;And i really cant w8 for all &lt;br /&gt;these to end.&lt;br /&gt;But even if the common tests ended,&lt;br /&gt;It will just bring us closer to&lt;br /&gt;final years!&lt;br /&gt;Which is obviously much much &lt;br /&gt;more stressful than the common tests.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough abt the self pitying.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now more abt today.&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;We had lessons per normal but&lt;br /&gt;there is mass run today.&lt;br /&gt;Its like really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didnt have math today&lt;br /&gt;cuz Mr tan went for something.&lt;br /&gt;But he gave us this work to do&lt;br /&gt;and we gotta hand it up by today.&lt;br /&gt;So it wasnt tt fun after all.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;But still, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;And for CME Ms Ho came to take &lt;br /&gt;over Ms ang cuz she went to have her&lt;br /&gt;Operation.&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, we were tihnking of visiting &lt;br /&gt;her on fri..&lt;br /&gt;But i dun tihnk i can go cuz&lt;br /&gt;of the common tests.&lt;br /&gt;SAD!&lt;br /&gt;Oh n we were actually supposed&lt;br /&gt;to have our Lit test today&lt;br /&gt;but thank goodness we didnt &lt;br /&gt;cuz Ms vicky didnt come for some&lt;br /&gt;reason.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. [:&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're just lucky!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, {:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. anyway, spend like half&lt;br /&gt;of the day doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;And im super tired nw.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guess i better stop.&lt;br /&gt;Bye! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept God as our personal Saviour now, Its never too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-8405314684144712300?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8405314684144712300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=8405314684144712300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8405314684144712300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/8405314684144712300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-ok-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1784810736402011304</id><published>2008-08-01T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:26:25.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta post fast.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i dunno y im posting&lt;br /&gt;when i have like loads of&lt;br /&gt;hw to do.&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, just finished tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Today was kinda fun cuz we &lt;br /&gt;got to make chicken burger &lt;br /&gt;during home econs.&lt;br /&gt;It was great tho i was actually&lt;br /&gt;kinda slow..&lt;br /&gt;So i kept the chicken burger for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Not as bad as i tot it would be.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, we had loads of revision to do.&lt;br /&gt;For the common tests the week aft next.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, im like seriously&lt;br /&gt;stressed out by all these..&lt;br /&gt;So aft sch, i went back with ash, kajal&lt;br /&gt;and Jia yi.&lt;br /&gt;Me and kajal, decided to go on &lt;br /&gt;the train 1st cuz we gotta go back &lt;br /&gt;by 3pm, u see..&lt;br /&gt;Ash and Jia yi decided to buy&lt;br /&gt;something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and while i was waiting for the&lt;br /&gt;train, this lady&lt;br /&gt;suddenly talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out tt she was passing the&lt;br /&gt;msg of Jesus Christ and His&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices for us.&lt;br /&gt;I was a little scared at 1st&lt;br /&gt;but i was ok.&lt;br /&gt;And later she gave me this little &lt;br /&gt;booklet abt Jesus Christ and its&lt;br /&gt;pretty awesome. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok i better stop nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sacrificed His life for us, Believing in Him is the least we should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1784810736402011304?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1784810736402011304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1784810736402011304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1784810736402011304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1784810736402011304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-everyone-ok-gotta-post-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-2371408579126682109</id><published>2008-07-30T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:23:56.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey,&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta blog real fast.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was great!&lt;br /&gt;So sch was per normal anyways.&lt;br /&gt;But, aft sch, we had this sci &lt;br /&gt;centre CIP thingy, u see..&lt;br /&gt;So me, kajal, ash, Jiayi, &lt;br /&gt;Flo and Felicia&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to the sic centre &lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to w8 for the 111 bus 1st.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a 10mins ride to &lt;br /&gt;commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;And when we reached commonwealth,&lt;br /&gt;we went to have lunch at &lt;br /&gt;LONG JOHN SILVERS!&lt;br /&gt;Its nice!&lt;br /&gt;I just followed wad they rest ate.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i didnt noe wad to order at all.&lt;br /&gt;So we were like rushing to eat&lt;br /&gt;cuz we were like so scared we'll be&lt;br /&gt;late, u see..&lt;br /&gt;We're just so paranoid! Haha,&lt;br /&gt;We then took 198 bus to the sci centre.&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was actually not as long &lt;br /&gt;as we tot it would be.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we reached the place&lt;br /&gt;early. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they had free food there.&lt;br /&gt;So it was kind of a waste to &lt;br /&gt;go long john's silvers..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the sci centre person just&lt;br /&gt;briefed us on the programm.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out tt today was just&lt;br /&gt;the training course???&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so in the end we decided not&lt;br /&gt;to sign up for the programm cuz there &lt;br /&gt;are like so many other&lt;br /&gt;tihngs to do..&lt;br /&gt;Like prepare for the tests or exams??&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so aft the talk, which was abt 5?&lt;br /&gt;Me, kajal, Ash, Felicia and Qori &lt;br /&gt;went to explore the sci centre &lt;br /&gt;ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;It was the &lt;u&gt;COOLEST&lt;/u&gt; thing &lt;br /&gt;ever!!! [:&lt;br /&gt;We had like so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aft like and hr of exploring,&lt;br /&gt;we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;It took me abt 20mins to get back hm&lt;br /&gt;frm Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually considered kinda&lt;br /&gt;fast! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guess i gtg nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always by our side, Believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-2371408579126682109?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2371408579126682109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=2371408579126682109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2371408579126682109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/2371408579126682109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-hey-ok-gotta-blog-real-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-3902988909900757964</id><published>2008-07-28T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:12:52.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so have I mentioned&lt;br /&gt;tt we dun have to go to&lt;br /&gt;sch today?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, im now at home&lt;br /&gt;pratically just feeling &lt;br /&gt;BORED!&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up at abt &lt;br /&gt;12pm.&lt;br /&gt;And ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, i just started on my &lt;br /&gt;tuition hw.&lt;br /&gt;And i just used the comp till &lt;br /&gt;nw,&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;My life is officially boring!&lt;br /&gt;OK, i dunno wad else to post abt.&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;And pls pls tag more!&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard's like so dead! D:&lt;br /&gt;Bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sacrificed His very own Son for us, what could we do in return?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-3902988909900757964?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3902988909900757964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=3902988909900757964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3902988909900757964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/3902988909900757964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-1141099526747175001</id><published>2008-07-27T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:04:41.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i noe i didnt post&lt;br /&gt;ysd.&lt;br /&gt;But there was nothing much&lt;br /&gt;to post abt anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It was just the learning fest/&lt;br /&gt;speechday celeb.&lt;br /&gt;We just walked around the sch&lt;br /&gt;and bought little snacks&lt;br /&gt;on the way.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing was,&lt;br /&gt;there were like &lt;u&gt;MILLIONS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of food.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, &lt;br /&gt;we got pretty bored as we've already&lt;br /&gt;pratically walked around the entire&lt;br /&gt;sch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but the coolest thing ysd was&lt;br /&gt;the photo thingy tt me, kajal n jiayi&lt;br /&gt;took.&lt;br /&gt;It was by the comp club ppl.&lt;br /&gt;And its kinda free cuz we used&lt;br /&gt;the coupon to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;So they just used photoshop &lt;br /&gt;and changed the backgrnd&lt;br /&gt;and added our names.&lt;br /&gt;It just turned out &lt;b&gt;AMAZING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like neoprints! (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enought abt ysd and&lt;br /&gt;lets talk more abt today.&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up at abt 12.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;dressed up and left home at 1.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get to tuition by 2, u see.&lt;br /&gt;And my tuition teacher's place is&lt;br /&gt;like abt an hour away frm my hse.&lt;br /&gt;So i had tuition at 2 all&lt;br /&gt;they way to 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;It was soo tiring.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, studying for 3 hours?&lt;br /&gt;How would u feel? &lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, aft tt,&lt;br /&gt;went to hougang mall,&lt;br /&gt;and played at the arcade for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, we had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And i went hm at abt 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess thats all.&lt;br /&gt;And i dun have to go to sch&lt;br /&gt;tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Yipee! [:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats all for nw.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always by our side, believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-1141099526747175001?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1141099526747175001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=1141099526747175001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1141099526747175001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/1141099526747175001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-everyone-ok-i-noe-i-didnt-post-ysd.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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-10324357739269988.post-6725393360902084161</id><published>2008-07-24T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:56:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its been YEARS since&lt;br /&gt;I've posted.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was an&lt;br /&gt;absolutely &lt;u&gt;STRESSFUL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day cuz we had 2 tests!&lt;br /&gt;- Hist &lt;br /&gt;- Sci practical&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i bet im sooo gonna&lt;br /&gt;fail hist cuz i had barely enough&lt;br /&gt;time to finish the paper.&lt;br /&gt;And i bet i made &lt;b&gt;TONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of mistakes!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Erm, sci was still alright.&lt;br /&gt;But i think i made some &lt;br /&gt;mistakes as well.. D:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, we have to go&lt;br /&gt;to sch on Sat for&lt;br /&gt;speechday/learning fest.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is the art thing &lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;But why do i have to be the &lt;br /&gt;mummy?? &lt;br /&gt;But i hope that they'll &lt;br /&gt;let me breathe! &lt;br /&gt;Haha, ok..&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it'll be kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;And i have &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad i should wear!&lt;br /&gt;its either traditional costume/ &lt;br /&gt;red shirt with sch skirt..&lt;br /&gt;So FYI, i do not have any &lt;br /&gt;traditional costume except&lt;br /&gt;for the super tiny cheongsam &lt;br /&gt;i bought when i was in P3??&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess wad?!?&lt;br /&gt;My mum just cancelled MTV, &lt;br /&gt;Star world, AXN, E television&lt;br /&gt;from the TV in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;And those are the channels I pratically&lt;br /&gt;watch!&lt;br /&gt;At least i still have those channels in &lt;br /&gt;my bedroom? &lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Long post.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cares for us; Believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324357739269988-6725393360902084161?l=skeletalmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6725393360902084161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324357739269988&amp;postID=6725393360902084161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6725393360902084161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324357739269988/posts/default/6725393360902084161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeletalmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-everyone-ok-its-been-years-since.html' title=''/><author><name>ImFrEe4eVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01228222826927699104</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>
