<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:46:49.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>praise god!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113971176039144308</id><published>2006-02-12T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T10:36:00.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>it's the same old thing over and over. you're surrounded by people but you're never &lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt; people. you're never alone but you &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; alone. it's the same amongst my church friends and my school friends. i move around like a social butterfly but the difference is that i'm a moth; none of the flowers i visit like me. i flutter around, visiting many, but never fitting in. what can i say? people change. one minute they're with you, the next, they're against you. one moment you're best friends for a lifetime, the next, the last thing he/she wants to do is see your face or talk to you. but how ironic is that when all your friends turn their back on you at the same time and you realise you're spinning in circles, looking for just ONE person whom you can talk to when you feel so lost? maybe moving back to canada isn't such a bad thing after all ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113971176039144308?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113971176039144308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113971176039144308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113971176039144308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113971176039144308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/02/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113887623840738973</id><published>2006-02-02T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:30:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit</title><content type='html'>that's it. it's confirmed. i'll never ever ever get to wear that skirt ever again. i don't know why i'm so upset. maybe it's because the stupid skirt cost NINETY FREAKIN' DOLLARS AND I ONLY WORE IT ONE FREAKIN' TIME AND COS IT'S SO NICE AND I'LL NEVER GET TO WEAR IT EVER AGAIN. maybe it's cheesy to be crying over this but i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID I HAVE TO WEAR THAT SKIRT WHILE I WENT VISITING?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113887623840738973?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113887623840738973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113887623840738973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113887623840738973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113887623840738973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/02/damnit.html' title='damnit'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113871025253672422</id><published>2006-01-31T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:22:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitted</title><content type='html'>i'm heartbroken. my new skirt is dirty. $90, *woosh! down the drain. i seriously couldn't feel worse. pretty pretty skirt ): bahh! i only wore it ONCE. why why why why whyyyy? no more skirts to wear now. the other ones i have are so short. bleagh. pathetic ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113871025253672422?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113871025253672422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113871025253672422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113871025253672422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113871025253672422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/01/shitted.html' title='shitted'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113835759570020513</id><published>2006-01-27T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T13:03:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatfatandfatter</title><content type='html'>whoo i'm feeling big, fat and round today. my top feels tighter and smaller and i think i look disgusting. ugh! how did i ever manage to wear spags in public? my immense apologies to those who had to bear the horrendous sight. anyway, &lt;b&gt;melly&lt;/b&gt;! this is for you to go and read (: &lt;a href="http://www.region.peel.on.ca/health/eating/htmfiles/fekshape.htm"&gt;FOR melly`&lt;/a&gt; see you people! have a happy chinese new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113835759570020513?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113835759570020513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113835759570020513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113835759570020513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113835759570020513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/01/fatfatandfatter.html' title='fatfatandfatter'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113811121386402017</id><published>2006-01-24T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T10:30:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oopsie</title><content type='html'>eheh :\ supposed to be on hiatus :\ can't make it lah :\ too much boiling over. HELLO, UNLOADING MEDIUM! tagboard will be up soon. when i have time. meanwhile, &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; bless all you people out there! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I F    I    K I S S E D    Y O U&lt;br /&gt;Written by Corrinne May Ying Foo&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2001, Corrmay Gourmet Music (ASCAP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you &lt;br /&gt;Would fireworks fly&lt;br /&gt;Woud angels sing with lollipops&lt;br /&gt;Would dinosaurs cry&lt;br /&gt;Would babies all gurgle in laughter and surprise&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you&lt;br /&gt;What would Michaelangelo say&lt;br /&gt;Would he still have sculpted David&lt;br /&gt;Would we be immortalized in clay&lt;br /&gt;Would the poets write of love like ours&lt;br /&gt;Would John Donne have his say&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be one in a million&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one for me&lt;br /&gt;But l guess I'll never know if I never try&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just have to grab you in my arms and kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you&lt;br /&gt;Would you lose track of time&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel a surge of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Running up your spine&lt;br /&gt;Would you run naked in the street&lt;br /&gt;with a tattoo of my name on your behind&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if I kissed you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if I kissed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): i want a boyfriend. (&lt;b&gt;sonny&lt;/b&gt;! help me bake brownies! quick! LOLL :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113811121386402017?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113811121386402017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113811121386402017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113811121386402017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113811121386402017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/01/oopsie.html' title='oopsie'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113619884470569616</id><published>2006-01-02T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:47:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tata</title><content type='html'>school's starting tomorrow. dreading it so bad. shall go on hiatus now (: tata`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; urh hand all better thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; see you in school! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;grace&lt;/b&gt; thanks so much! loll ERTN loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunty ewie&lt;/b&gt; same to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;smiley&lt;/b&gt; who in the world are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113619884470569616?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113619884470569616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113619884470569616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113619884470569616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113619884470569616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2006/01/tata.html' title='tata'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113601852339365764</id><published>2005-12-31T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T16:42:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newyear</title><content type='html'>it's a new year. and it seems that everyone's moved on. everyone except me, that is. i don't understand why i'm trapped in the past. why can't i just put everything behind me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113601852339365764?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113601852339365764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113601852339365764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113601852339365764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113601852339365764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/newyear.html' title='newyear'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113568108504294160</id><published>2005-12-27T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:59:51.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sprain</title><content type='html'>hello, earth people! i have very important news (: MY LEFT HAND IS SPRAINED AND SWOLLEN! COS I FELL! &lt;i&gt;AGAIN&lt;/i&gt; ! (: wheeee so sleepy`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; oooooh SPIDERMAN loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;grace&lt;/b&gt; yay! i'll see you soooon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113568108504294160?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113568108504294160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113568108504294160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113568108504294160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113568108504294160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sprain.html' title='sprain'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113531701920462375</id><published>2005-12-23T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:00:20.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>narnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went out with &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; yesterday. met &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; first to return library books, then went to heeren, met &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt;, then went to marche for lunch. so funny. &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; and i shared one place of rosti, ham and cheese crepe, a glass of watermelon juice, and a slice on honeydew, and we still managed to spend less than &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt;'s calamari and vegetables (HE ATE VEGETABLES! 0.o APPLAUSE, EVERYONE! loll) shhttooooopid &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; doesn't carry a bag. loll. anyway, after that we went into beats etc. then &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; was talking chao loudly lah. so embarrassing. loll then she was like intrigued by this water thing whatever it's called and &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; and i were like ... uuuuhhhhhhh ... after that, we went to the library. HAHAHAHA. &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; and i read comics ... or rather, i read comics. i don't know what he read. loll &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; was reading some chicken soup thing (: I LOVE MY NEW MP3 PLAYER (: okay. out of point. after the visit to the library, we went to get my pratical certificate. that was badd. hahahaha we walked around and around and around victoria concert hall and &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; and i were all sweaty and hot. uhhhh i don't know about &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt;. WERE YOU FEELING HOT? *shrug. oh well. asked the security guard (no, he was so not a POLICEMAN -.-) where the thing was and HE POINTED AT THE CONCERT HALL! 0.o walked one more round then had to ask the box office staff and then we FINALLY found the LIFT! so stupid. hahahaha all that fuss for a piece of paper. haii (: then we went down to meet my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; and then we went to plaza sing. to queue up for free seating in the theatre. saw &lt;b&gt;daryl eng&lt;/b&gt; on the way up. he looked uber shocked. i wonder why mann loll. the movie was pretty good (: sat with &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt;, my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;jim&lt;/b&gt;. with &lt;b&gt;ronnie&lt;/b&gt; in front 0.o oh well. I AM TIRED OF BLOGGING! i want to go out with &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; again! hahaha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tag reply;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; I DON'T WANT TO DO AMATHS ALREADY D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113531701920462375?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113531701920462375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113531701920462375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113531701920462375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113531701920462375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/narnia.html' title='narnia'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113513354384001550</id><published>2005-12-21T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:52:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thissucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;i don't want just anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;i don't want my love to go to waste&lt;br /&gt;i want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;you're the one i wanna chase&lt;br /&gt;you're the one i wanna hold&lt;br /&gt;i wont let another minute go to waste&lt;br /&gt;i want you and your beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i crazy for wanting you&lt;/i&gt; (hell, yeah i am -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;baby do you think you could want me too&lt;/i&gt; (of course you can't and never will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't wanna waste your time&lt;br /&gt;do you see things the way i do&lt;/i&gt; (i wish you would)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wanna know if you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing left to hide&lt;/i&gt; (oh yes there is. so much. too much for me to handle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the pitts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't i just ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i want you so much. i just wish ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody hit me on the head and throw me off a cliff, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113513354384001550?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113513354384001550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113513354384001550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113513354384001550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113513354384001550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/thissucks.html' title='thissucks'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113496801803171403</id><published>2005-12-19T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:53:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>longentry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okay let's see what i'd done last week ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;choir in the morning. it wasn't too bad. at least &lt;b&gt;ms lim&lt;/b&gt; didn't get uber angry again. *whewh! went out with &lt;b&gt;ken&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; in the afternoon. super lame lah. just walked aimlessly around heeren and laughed chao a lot. had TEA at nydc. laughed so hard i kind of uh, spit on the dish we were sharing :\ but &lt;b&gt;kenn&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; were nice and still ate the spitted-on-dish. oops. haha. met &lt;b&gt;sidney&lt;/b&gt; at action city while &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; was looking for birthday presents (: took freakin' dumb pictures of us drinking some coffee drink -.- loll then had dinner and took a cab down to church for band practice, which was ummm quite bad. HAHAHA (: then had supper pretty late mannn, and then took bus home with &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuesday &amp; wednesday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;seriously can't remember what i did -.- HAHA oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thursday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;went out &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt; (: looked around for shoes and bags but DUH, didn't find them. hahaha. ohmygosh, you will never guess what i saw on the way to heeren! a whole row of portable stalls selling UBER nice earrings and bracelets! i'm so sad that i'm poor, or i think i would've bought the whole display! ahhh! we went to eat at marche! i was sooooo full after a rosti and some pasta. i dropped part of my VERY EXPENSIVE CHEESE SAUSAGE on the floor! D: but what was gross was that my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; stepped on it accidentally and he was like "yuck! it's like i stepped on my sausage! (sausage meaning AHEM!) it's like almost the same size too!" GROSS RIGHT?! anyway, with me being so full and not being able to move, my crazy &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cousin&lt;/b&gt; decided to buy to pieces of chocolate cake to eat -.- they're bottomless pits, i'm so not kidding. after that, they decided to watch "chicken little", so i went down to beads etc. to buy stuff and ended up spending chao a lot of money, ugh, but oh well. met &lt;b&gt;ken&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;jieh&lt;/b&gt; in hmv then we went to buy &lt;b&gt;ken&lt;/b&gt;'s lunch - wanton mee (it was like, 4.00pm lah) and we just sat around waiting for him to finish eating -.- he left out all the vegetable and didn't finish his soup, PLUS he couldn't close the container ... AMATOOURE! :D then we went to the LIBRARY! &lt;----- L I B R A R Y! they initiated going to the L I B R A R Y! finally some guys with sense! LOLL. &lt;b&gt;jieh&lt;/b&gt; walked back a forth every 30 odd seconds looking for some weird book, and he didn't dare to ask the librarians for help until like 20 minutes later ... silly. hahaha then after about 45 minutes plus, we left and went our own ways. me, my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt; went to junction8 to look around, we bumped into &lt;b&gt;daniel&lt;/b&gt; and his wife, but didn't find anything worth buying. then we all went HOME! :D the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;i think we had band practice. YEAH! we did! hahaha and most of us were like uber late. oops. but oh well, &lt;b&gt;zaj&lt;/b&gt; was there, and he saved us from a certain death! HAHAHA :D &lt;b&gt;tiffy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sid&lt;/b&gt; came. my dear GRANDDOTTIE and my SONNY. ahahahaha. pushing themselves around on a skateboard -.- somebody help me, my descendants are bonkers. hahahahaha. after practice we fooled around a bit ... okay, not a bit, A LOT, then we went to have dinner at black canyon. STUDENT'S MEAL! hahahaha. everyone ordered set B except for &lt;b&gt;jieh&lt;/b&gt;. he think very SET C (sexy) wor! hahaha we spent quite a while laughing over that. i can't remember what we talked about but oh well, it &lt;i&gt;WAS&lt;/i&gt; a long time ago. loll. &lt;b&gt;gwacee&lt;/b&gt; and i gave &lt;b&gt;kenn&lt;/b&gt; our cream from our icecreams. no wonder he's so freakin' fat ;p he likes whipped cream. yuck. then he decided to be disgusting and mix coke, water, some icecream and dontknowwhat into a cup. ewwww then we could see white bits floating around in the thing. yuckyuckyuck. then we just sat around talking nonsense until &lt;b&gt;sin ee&lt;/b&gt; came then the guys decided to play a prank on her so they pretended to think that the amazing urban race was the next saturday instead, and kept insisting on it, saying that we all were having a gathering the next day, which meant like half of yf wasn't going to be there. chao stupid lah! and &lt;b&gt;sin ee&lt;/b&gt; actually fell for it! i couldn't stop laughing mann, thank goodness my back was facing her instead of my face. loll ... very lazy to continue already haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;amazing urban race was quite okay lah. we came in last hahahaha but oh well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;went for service and sat with my &lt;b&gt;son&lt;/b&gt;, who kept yawning during the sermon, loll. towards the end we were like pointing out all the priniting errors lah. all the "i"s were "l"s and the "l"s, "i"s hahaha stupid. then i came home and had lunch, then slept until 4.45pm. then my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt; made me do some stupid exercise with him -.- mmm yeah i slept a lot on sunday. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday&lt;/b&gt; (today);&lt;br /&gt;MAPLE eh (: LOLL then bejwelled with my toopid &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; loll (: lunch time soon! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhuha&lt;/b&gt; loll miss you too eh. but YES you owe me $10 PLUS my birthday present. LOLL :&lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; *MWAHKS! HELLO! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ken&lt;/b&gt; you old auntie, I UPDATED SUPER LONG ENTRY. so sian of blogging now. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;minnie&lt;/b&gt; no free liao D: so sad. 2006 is almost here. shiet. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dana&lt;/b&gt; YO! LOLL yeahyeah maybe i can be your BEST FRIEND eh? LOLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gwacee&lt;/b&gt;! ERTN. hmmmm. loll. so saaadd, you're goneee ): wehhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113496801803171403?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113496801803171403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113496801803171403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113496801803171403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113496801803171403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/longentry.html' title='longentry'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113400101190005278</id><published>2005-12-08T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:16:51.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-yfcamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yf camp ; surprisingly quite fun eh (: not AS fun as children's camp, but fun enough (: hehehe camp song wasn't too bad either! got to pay with my old team again! :DD didn't get to take pictures though. weh! i liked the games leh (: quite fun, but pretty much like last year's (which i didn't play cos I was mending a station of my own with &lt;b&gt;TIFFY!&lt;/b&gt;) talking about &lt;b&gt;tiffy&lt;/b&gt;, we didn't get to have our "water party" (as she calls it) D: sad. hahahaha. my group consisted of MAINLY nice people, like &lt;b&gt;GWACEE&lt;/b&gt;! and &lt;b&gt;weiling&lt;/b&gt;(: and &lt;b&gt;jody&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;jieh&lt;/b&gt; was quite funny huh. loll and i met a new person! &lt;b&gt;CLARAWAN&lt;/b&gt;. whoo! she's so cute. hahaha she's going to join us for our christmas outreach thing (: and &lt;b&gt;ONCLAY&lt;/b&gt; *ahem! had some interesting thing going on eh? ;D LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 days to christmas! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhuha&lt;/b&gt; thanks for tagging my boardie so much. loll. SEE, I UPDATED &lt;i&gt;AND&lt;/i&gt; tagged YOUR board, and yes, YOU OWE ME $10! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; HAH! YOU OWE ME $10 TOO! lolll shopping. haii, no money i tell you. hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;clare jie&lt;/b&gt;! AHAH! i'm not buying skirt liao. SO EXPENSIVE! D: loll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nad&lt;/b&gt; oooookkaayyyy. the Zs were so bimbo ;D kidding! miss you too eh! so sad we can't get together! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gwacee&lt;/b&gt; HELLO! since when have i become ERTN, huh?! HAHAHA. yes i WILL see you around soon! i'd better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;weiling&lt;/b&gt;! yea, COOL huh? hahaha. yea we rocked. lolll`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa my replies are almost as long as my entry! 0.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113400101190005278?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113400101190005278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113400101190005278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113400101190005278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113400101190005278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/12/pre-yfcamp.html' title='pre-yfcamp'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113310746340921931</id><published>2005-11-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:04:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jerry</title><content type='html'>twenty eight more days to christmas. saddening. been doing a bit of thinking and i realised that there are quite a lot of poeple whom i thought i'd be celebrating christmas with who aren't close to me anymore. yuck. i hate drifting from friends, yeah &lt;b&gt;barry&lt;/b&gt;? haha. oh well. drum lesson was fun/funny, both i guess. thanks to my brother. haha. but i learnt stuff eh! how to read drum scores and what in the world FILL INs are. haha. cip was HMM (: eh, &lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt;? &lt;b&gt;minnie&lt;/b&gt;? xD heeheehee. oh well. yf camp's on thursday. can't wait -.- JERRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113310746340921931?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113310746340921931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113310746340921931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113310746340921931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113310746340921931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/jerry.html' title='jerry'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113293075053677937</id><published>2005-11-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:59:10.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1.You get one wish of anything, what would you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;dissappearance of my blubber! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What animal would you be?&lt;br /&gt;a HORSE (it's got NOTHING to do with my teeth - which are perfectly sized)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Something you want to do in your life.&lt;br /&gt;have a good solid relationship with someone, centered around &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Once upon a time there were these Ninjas... (finish the  statement)&lt;br /&gt;who jumped off the cliff on which they were training and were smashed into pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One song you could listen to over and  over again.&lt;br /&gt;man, any Christian song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Coke or Pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;neither?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Something you currently desire;&lt;br /&gt;a brown below-knee-length skirt, lots of sleep and that Bourjois eyeshadow - Suivez mon Regard (blue trompe) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  What's a "mastoid"? (Take a guess no peeking in a Dictionary)&lt;br /&gt;huh. sounds like a part of a ship. (well, nobody's english is THAT perfect -.- hmph!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One good deed you've done  lately;&lt;br /&gt;picked up a toddler's dropped shoe and ran to give it to her mummie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A funny moment in your life;&lt;br /&gt;too many! &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt;, why don't you pick one for me? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*next 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;DHUHA!&lt;br /&gt;MASSIE (:&lt;br /&gt;juer`&lt;br /&gt;kenneth :D&lt;br /&gt;PAMELA PEH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113293075053677937?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113293075053677937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113293075053677937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113293075053677937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113293075053677937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/questions.html' title='questions'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113288619983753751</id><published>2005-11-25T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:36:39.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alrightalready</title><content type='html'>okay okay okay. to appease me &lt;b&gt;kingie&lt;/b&gt;, i'll talk about the stayover at her place during the children's camp (: all i have to say is we talked a lot, LAUGHED A LOT and basically crapped a lot (: VERY FUN. wanna do it sometime again! heeheehee (: oh well. math homework, here i come *dies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113288619983753751?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113288619983753751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113288619983753751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113288619983753751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113288619983753751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/alrightalready.html' title='alrightalready'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113257724204866566</id><published>2005-11-21T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:08:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>children`scamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;CHILDREN'S CHURCH CAMP! :D all the kiddies! all the cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute (okay okay, i'll stop) ... kiddies! i think i'm in love (: so many cute little boys. heeheehee. &lt;b&gt;timothy&lt;/b&gt; keeron &lt;b&gt;jonathan&lt;/b&gt; (eh! my partner leh!) &lt;b&gt;amos&lt;/b&gt; eekeat. oh bliss (: anyway back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha wrote a day by day recount but it was so long-winded! anyway, i love the kids mannnn, the outing was fun! (: &lt;b&gt;amos&lt;/b&gt; was talking ALOT. had to kind of pretend i understood what he was saying sometimes :\ ehheh. art and craft times were ermmm quite messy. HAHAHA. &lt;b&gt;odelia&lt;/b&gt;'s sheep-goody-bag was quite funny. it's eyes were HUGE. hahaha. and &lt;b&gt;amos&lt;/b&gt; kept freezing me with his Dash-sock-puppet. &lt;b&gt;keeron&lt;/b&gt; REFUSED to sleep during power nap time. ahhh. power nap (: but anyway, he kept crawling under the sleeping bag. and &lt;b&gt;sean&lt;/b&gt;, haiyo, he scared the daylights out of me the first time he crawled right up to me and was like totally on me :\ he STILL freaked me out everytime he did that afterwards. &lt;b&gt;timothy&lt;/b&gt; was pure sweetness and cuteness! (: don't worry, &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt;, i'm not interested THAT way. ahahahaha xD OH. and did i tell you? &lt;b&gt;KEERON&lt;/b&gt; HUGGED ME BEFORE LEAVING TODAY! ahhhhhh! :D i love those kids. can yf camp be more fun than this? i doubt it mannn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113257724204866566?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113257724204866566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113257724204866566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113257724204866566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113257724204866566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/childrenscamp.html' title='children`scamp'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113215177830563687</id><published>2005-11-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:36:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slide</title><content type='html'>i have something stuck down my throat. no, don't be sick. it isn't a guy's tongue. i have no idea what it is, but it makes me want to puke. but i haven't, although i want to very badly. anyway, today was hilarious. was walking down the spiral stairs leading to the first level of the office when i slipped and slid down three or four steps. laughed so hard that when i got up to walk down the rest of the steps, i slipped AGAIN and slid down a few more steps all the way to the bottom. and i did it all on my right butt which is really hurting, but i guess it could have been worse. laughed so hard i couldn't stand up for a while. thank &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; God&lt;/strong&gt;, for making me fat and giving me a humongous butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dhu&lt;/strong&gt; -- he WAS totally hott. heeheehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113215177830563687?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113215177830563687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113215177830563687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113215177830563687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113215177830563687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/slide.html' title='slide'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113197063359999400</id><published>2005-11-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:17:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nooooo</title><content type='html'>argh! why me? today i saw this totally HOT-beyond-words guy while walking home. and i'm so freakin' sad! because he's so freakin' hot! and he's so freakin' working! because he was so freakin' wearing a business suit! and so freakin' talking to this guy who looked so freakin' old! but oh, he was so freakin' hot! and since he's so freakin' working, it means that he's freakin' out of my league! cos he's so freakin' older than me by at least eight years! and he probably freakin' has a freakin' girlfriend (i mean, a guy like him -- AS IF he wouldn't have a freakin' chio girlfriend) and i'm so freakin' sad! because of all the above! DUH! hahahahaha. stuff that. it was all crap. but yeah, the guy was uber uber hot. oh well (: a girl CAN daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on yf's camp theme song. urkk. hopefully it turns out okay, or i'd just die of embarrassment. eheh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113197063359999400?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113197063359999400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113197063359999400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113197063359999400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113197063359999400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/nooooo.html' title='nooooo'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113176414205775524</id><published>2005-11-12T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T10:55:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitme</title><content type='html'>know what. i was going to blog about all the crap fun i've been having at work. but then, i surfed around a bit, looking at people's blogs cos i haven't been able to do that for like don't-know-how-long, and TADA! it hit me. besides my family and &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;, i pretty much don't have a surviving long term relationship with anyone. that kinda sucks, huh. it's so stupid that i value friendships so much but can't be a good friend to anyone, so i lose all my friends (well, i think they were my friends) and now i'm like mostly friendless haha. i mean like, i used to think as long as i don't have enemies, i'd be happy. but i guess i was wrong. loll. it's weird to read or hear about people you considered your good friends having fun with each other and all that, and nothing at ALL is mentioned about you. it's weird to see how dead your tagboard is (thank you soso much, &lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; for tagging once in a while! *hugs), which more or less shows that nobody bothers to read your blog, or cares enough to leave a note. hmmm self-pity and me ; fat, ugly, friendless. it's always the same story. gosh. i have a pathetic life -- well, like i said "the paths she had taken ... are empty" ; there is no sign that i'd made any difference in anyone's life, which totally defeats the purpose of my existance ... i'm sure anyone would feel pathetic if they learnt the same thing. oh well. off to do amaths (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113176414205775524?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113176414205775524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113176414205775524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113176414205775524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113176414205775524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hitme.html' title='hitme'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113116078831798242</id><published>2005-11-05T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T11:44:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itsloneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/116/2359/640/radicalyouth.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #bbb38a 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #bbb38a 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #bbb38a 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #bbb38a 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/116/2359/200/radicalyouth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice? (: hope can use this for yf camp shirt :D&lt;br /&gt;(c) Eryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she walks down memory lane&lt;br /&gt;head held high&lt;br /&gt;her heart trembling&lt;br /&gt;hands clasped together&lt;br /&gt;to stop them from shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is not alone&lt;br /&gt;her shadow walks with her&lt;br /&gt;embracing her every step&lt;br /&gt;her every movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stops to look down&lt;br /&gt;the paths she had taken&lt;br /&gt;they are empty&lt;br /&gt;she has been forgotten&lt;br /&gt;all trace of herself swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is not alone&lt;br /&gt;her shadow searches with her&lt;br /&gt;embracing her every look&lt;br /&gt;her every attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she calls out into her past&lt;br /&gt;waiting to hear the answers&lt;br /&gt;of those she'd held dear&lt;br /&gt;but the only sound she hears&lt;br /&gt;is her plaintive echo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is not alone&lt;br /&gt;her shadow calls with her&lt;br /&gt;embracing her every tear&lt;br /&gt;her every cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she walks on&lt;br /&gt;into the darkness she's always feared&lt;br /&gt;it reaches out and embraces her&lt;br /&gt;she is no longer afraid&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is familiar, comforting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will never be alone&lt;br /&gt;darkness and her&lt;br /&gt;they are now one&lt;br /&gt;solitude and her&lt;br /&gt;they have been united&lt;br /&gt;she has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memory lane&lt;br /&gt;empty and deserted&lt;br /&gt;no one feels the loss&lt;br /&gt;the only evidence of her life ;&lt;br /&gt;her shadow&lt;br /&gt;stumbling through the vast emptiness&lt;br /&gt;calling her name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113116078831798242?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113116078831798242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113116078831798242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113116078831798242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113116078831798242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/itsloneliness.html' title='itsloneliness'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113085102934282216</id><published>2005-11-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:17:09.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went for chalet from sunday to today (: FUN! we tried to sneak &lt;b&gt;t.g&lt;/b&gt; into the rooms, but there were too many people, so we had to send him back. we spent lots of time in the sun! whopee! :D but i got sick. yuck. and i'm still sick. horriblehorribleHORRIBLE. and my hands hurt. worse, i have to go to work tomorrow at the Asian Civilisation Museum, ugh. and GUESS WHAT? there is no stipend. EXACTLY! what nonsense -.- ugh. anyway, better go wash up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; i lost my voice. can't call :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113085102934282216?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113085102934282216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113085102934282216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113085102934282216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113085102934282216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/11/chalet.html' title='chalet'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113032706166179676</id><published>2005-10-26T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:44:21.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dundunduhdun</title><content type='html'>sleepy. very very sleepy. hahaha (: i can't wait for school to end .. .. .. OH NO! i forgot to call the zoo! D: ack! okay better go, but before that, TAG REPLIES! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; how come you take so long to find leh? ): and FINE. then she's obese and i'm fat. okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113032706166179676?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113032706166179676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113032706166179676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113032706166179676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113032706166179676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/dundunduhdun.html' title='dundunduhdun'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113024223088583227</id><published>2005-10-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:10:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyhappy</title><content type='html'>WHEE! NEW LAYOUT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy me! tuesday's about over. how shittifying ): tomorrow it's back to school to study. URGH. oh well, lazy to do anymore typing. tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jules&lt;/b&gt; - yeah it's erYn (: do you have a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;welly&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;vera&lt;/b&gt; &amp; &lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; - i AM fat. have you taken a good look at my thighs?! LOLL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; - sorry lah. it's the stupid default thing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;minnie&lt;/b&gt; - I SO LOVE THAT YUMMY COFFEE WE BOUGHT YESTERDAY! and it's blank cos you're not supposed to see the contents xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113024223088583227?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113024223088583227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113024223088583227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113024223088583227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113024223088583227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/happyhappy.html' title='happyhappy'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113007547934688406</id><published>2005-10-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:51:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iguess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm trying to figure out whether it makes a difference to me. hah. probably. it SHOULD. but does it? bah. who cares. should set my sights on a more "acheivable" and "reasonable" guy, i guess. he kind of reminds me of billy. just that billy's so freakin' HOTTTT. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of my time today watching television programmes :\ should have taken a nap. haha. and i jsut realised that one of the earrings i made yesterday costs a bomb. as in the COST is a bomb, not the PRICE. but i like it (: shall pamper myself and waste $8 and keep it for myself. eeeks. haha (: SLEEPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113007547934688406?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113007547934688406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113007547934688406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113007547934688406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113007547934688406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/iguess.html' title='iguess'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-113000036830672481</id><published>2005-10-23T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:59:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisisbad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i kept seeing him. this is nuts. completely utterly NUTS! urgh! how how how how HOW?! it DOES NOT help that he kept saying "hi" or "bye" or SMILING either! URGH! UUUUUUUURRRRGGGHHHHHH! freak. why did all this have to happen? i'm becoming oversensitive and reading into every minor thing! ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday today (: i think she was pleased. haha it was a surprise (: got to work on yf stuff now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-113000036830672481?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/113000036830672481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=113000036830672481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113000036830672481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/113000036830672481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/thisisbad_23.html' title='thisisbad'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112964228764454354</id><published>2005-10-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:54:14.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rash</title><content type='html'>okay picture this ;&lt;br /&gt;me -- in shorts, t-shirt, red (VERY red), and fat, and did i mention fat? like uber uber uber fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;b&gt;godme&lt;/b&gt;'s at 9am, had roti prata (: did some maths, then went to swim. yes, i am extremely red now. yikes. picked &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; up from school, had lunch at taka's food court, went to wait with &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; at her orthodontist's (mann, we waited there for like one hour plus), then we went to do a little shopping. bought &lt;b&gt;cherry&lt;/b&gt;'s beads for her present and my &lt;b&gt;mama&lt;/b&gt;'s for her birthday (: hope she'll like it. hmmmm then we had COFFEE :D and walked around for a while, then we had dinner at pasta cafe. yummy lasagna , very yummy (: okay, rash is very bad. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112964228764454354?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112964228764454354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112964228764454354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112964228764454354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112964228764454354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/rash.html' title='rash'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112944574245079491</id><published>2005-10-16T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:55:42.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fiendship</title><content type='html'>i guess i've said this like a ke-billion times, but i really don't get this whole concept of friendship. maybe &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;'s intention of friendship is just to have someone around to make a person less unsure of his/herself when he/she is standing alone at a bus-stop or the mrt station. if a "friend" were with him/her, he/she won't look so much of a loser. or maybe a "friend" is just someone who comes along when he/she hears that you're feeling down to say, "hey, cheer up" just to show that: hey! somebody said something encouraging! and make you look like a person people care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a crisis. my dog's giving me rash. my parents want to send him away. i can't imagine my life without my dog. i mean, he's the only one who listens to my problems (besides my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;, and sometimes, she just doesn't understand) and makes me feel so much better when i just want to give up and cry. he always seems to understand (although i know he doesn't) .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it takes two hands to clap" -- so what did i do wrong this time? i wasn't fun enough, maybe. or i just didn't seem to be entertaining anymore. hmmmmmm maybe it's time to go back home and start all over again. that doesn't seem too bad now, plus the weather would at least be a little cooler (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112944574245079491?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112944574245079491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112944574245079491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112944574245079491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112944574245079491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/fiendship.html' title='fiendship'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112938477006463943</id><published>2005-10-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:59:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johor</title><content type='html'>yay (: the trip to johor was quite okay lah. we visited a different mall this time. walked around and bought some dvds and had lunch, then went back to city square and.. dundunduhdunn! i have two new pairs of HEELS (see, &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;, i used the word "HEELS" :D) i'm happy happy! whoo! like mey new shoes (: will be going for service tomorrow. can see my &lt;b&gt;bernice King&lt;/b&gt; (: yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112938477006463943?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112938477006463943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112938477006463943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112938477006463943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112938477006463943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/johor.html' title='johor'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112893745010888555</id><published>2005-10-10T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:53:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dontyou</title><content type='html'>drifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. .. .. .. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't get it do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112893745010888555?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112893745010888555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112893745010888555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112893745010888555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112893745010888555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/dontyou.html' title='dontyou'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112884981122306101</id><published>2005-10-09T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:23:31.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soonsoon</title><content type='html'>exams will be over. in another four days. then it's mugging time, and intensive dieting time, and writing songs time, and having fun time and working time (: yay. hope i'll be able to help out in childrens' church camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt;'s been really irritating lately. finding it so hard to not strangle him. bleagh. but with &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;'s help, i hope that i'll be over to overcome my anger. been feeling like i've missed out on a lot of stuff, but i guess i should be grateful to have such a close and strong relationship with my parents. my BABY-CUTEY-CAKES is still as adorable as ever. but i don't think i'll be marrying him anytime soon (: eheh. unless &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; decides i won't be having a MISTER RIGHT, then i hope my BABY-CUTEY-CAKES won't be too old to accompany me till i die ; a spinster. ahahahaha (: whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, &lt;b&gt;grace&lt;/b&gt;, if you're reading any of this : DID I MENTION THAT YOUR PHONE TOTALLY ROCKS? :D and the cute duckie tooo! HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Feel the way that I feel now?&lt;br /&gt;Cause from the window where I sometimes cry&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see Your face tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'm willing to lose everything I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;I need Your help to find where I've been going wrong so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me under Your wing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make me so perfect in Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on cause it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You're near me, I feel like I just found me&lt;br /&gt;In the traces of the boy from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But in a world that is so black and white&lt;br /&gt;I will take the steps to change my life&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be coming back to here again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Your loving hand to guide me&lt;br /&gt;Through the maze of all the things inside me&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll know that I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need You more than ever&lt;br /&gt;I need Your help to find where I'll be going wrong so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me under Your wing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make me so perfect in Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on cause it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me get from worse to better&lt;br /&gt;Before these tears soak through this lonely sweater&lt;br /&gt;And let me know that I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have one strike of this match left&lt;br /&gt;And I'm holding on to my last breath&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting a little dark around to see here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me under Your wing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make me so perfect in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on cause it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me under Your wing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make me so perfect in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on it will be alright&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You'll be here forever, forever You'll stay&lt;br /&gt;And You promised to love me, You'll love me always&lt;br /&gt;You'll love me for always, You'll love me for always&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take Me" by &lt;b&gt;Hawk Nelson&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Letters to the President&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112884981122306101?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112884981122306101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112884981122306101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112884981122306101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112884981122306101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/soonsoon.html' title='soonsoon'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112858983440596895</id><published>2005-10-06T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:10:34.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatbliss</title><content type='html'>hey, look! i'm blogging! WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should be studying for literature. HMMMMMM. oh what the heck (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling horriblehorriblehorribleHORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, eryn's moaning about her own precious freaking self again. like you care. i need to destress! :D horriblehorriblehorriblehorrible. URGH. can't stop thinking about it. so much i want to say, so much i can't. so much i want to let out, but it won't help anyway, would it? i'll just get hurt AGAIN. and people will just get pissed at me AGAIN and then this whole freaked up thing will just go back to square one. AGAIN! hmmm this is the kind of day when i feel like marrying my LOVABLE-ADORABLE-OH-SO-CUTE-I-THINK-MY-HEART'S-GONNA-BURST dog and run away to live far far FAR from anybody else. it'll just be me, MY &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HOTTY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;. oh bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redunant and dispensable -- i have learnt my lesson ; keep my mouth shut and just SMILE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112858983440596895?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112858983440596895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112858983440596895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112858983440596895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112858983440596895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/10/whatbliss.html' title='whatbliss'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112764214460124860</id><published>2005-09-25T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:02:35.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blackcanyon</title><content type='html'>I'm so very ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special on my own&lt;br /&gt;I have never walked on water&lt;br /&gt;I have never calmed a storm&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm hiding away from&lt;br /&gt;the madness around me&lt;br /&gt;Like a child who's afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But when I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;I can mount on wings like eagles and soar&lt;br /&gt;When I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Mountains are gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He'll move heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weary brother&lt;br /&gt;Broken daughter&lt;br /&gt;Widowed, widowed lover&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;If you're tired and scared of&lt;br /&gt;the madness around you&lt;br /&gt;If you can't find the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But when I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;I can mount on wings like eagles and soar&lt;br /&gt;When I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Mountains are gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He'll move heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call Him in the mornin'&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon time&lt;br /&gt;Late in the evenin'&lt;br /&gt;He'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;And you feel discouraged&lt;br /&gt;You can just remember that He said&lt;br /&gt;He'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But when I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;I can mount on wings like eagles and soar&lt;br /&gt;When I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Mountains are gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He'll move heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call&lt;br /&gt;When I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;I can mount on wings like eagles and soar&lt;br /&gt;When I call on Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Mountains are gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;'Cause He'll move heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Call On Jesus" by &lt;b&gt;Nicole C. Mullen&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Talk About It&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put me here for a reason&lt;br /&gt;You have a mission for me&lt;br /&gt;You knew my name and You called it&lt;br /&gt;Long before I learned to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel disappointed&lt;br /&gt;By the way I spend my time&lt;br /&gt;How can I further Your kingdom&lt;br /&gt;When I'm so wrapped up in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye that is when&lt;br /&gt;I'll be closer to You than I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Time will fly, but until then&lt;br /&gt;I'll embrace every moment I'm given&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason I'm alive for a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I'm living a good life&lt;br /&gt;Can my life be something great?&lt;br /&gt;I have to answer the question&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye that is when&lt;br /&gt;I'll be closer to You than I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Time will fly, but until then&lt;br /&gt;I'll embrace every moment I'm given&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason I'm alive for a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I give the very best of me&lt;br /&gt;That becomes my legacy&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what I'm waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;What am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye that is when&lt;br /&gt;I'll be closer to You than I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Time will fly, but until then&lt;br /&gt;I'll embrace every moment I'm given&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye that is when&lt;br /&gt;I'll be closer to You than I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Time will fly, but until then&lt;br /&gt;I'll embrace every moment I'm given&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason I'm alive for a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In The Blink Of An Eye" by &lt;b&gt;MercyMe&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Undone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church - I SAW &lt;b&gt;LINDIS&lt;/b&gt; JIEJIE!:D she daoed me ): after service, -pastor &lt;b&gt;boon yong&lt;/b&gt; was talking me to sleep /: - walked to sbc to get &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;. waited so long ): talked with &lt;b&gt;BERNICE&lt;/b&gt; -bernicebernicebernice!(:- and &lt;b&gt;lindis&lt;/b&gt; for a while. a &lt;i&gt;SHORT&lt;/i&gt; while, then &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;tiffy&lt;/b&gt; and people came down. and i saw soon-to-be-&lt;i&gt;MRS&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;linda&lt;/b&gt;! eeeeek she's so skinny now ): i wish i could lose weight too. GARR. talked with &lt;b&gt;grace&lt;/b&gt;sinyee&lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;linda for a while, then &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; came, FINALLY. met &lt;b&gt;godme&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;godpa&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;black canyon&lt;/i&gt;. saw the CHIAs there :D ordered our food and had to wait like forty-five minutes for our dinner. and the waiter was like speaking so fast, he was going like ten words a second lah. i think the poor people were too stressed up cos there were so many customers. hmmmmm the food was yummy(: after eating a lot, and drinking milo-coffee -so disappointed ): some mocha latte &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; turned out to be. no aroma too- , &lt;b&gt;godme&lt;/b&gt; sent me home. and we listened to CASTINGCROWNS in the car! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112764214460124860?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112764214460124860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112764214460124860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112764214460124860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112764214460124860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/blackcanyon.html' title='blackcanyon'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112748739770450221</id><published>2005-09-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:03:26.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I drive too fast&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I risk it all&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm reckless&lt;br /&gt;And act like I'm made of steel&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just flesh and bones&lt;br /&gt;A product of the Fall&lt;br /&gt;Still I have purpose&lt;br /&gt;And this I know to be real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Like the earth beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'm passing through&lt;br /&gt;I know I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;And this truth makes it complete&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Jesus died for me&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see past myself&lt;br /&gt;When I get depressed&lt;br /&gt;I take for granted&lt;br /&gt;This life You've given me&lt;br /&gt;There are a million ways&lt;br /&gt;I've been so richly blessed&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Like the earth beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'm passing through&lt;br /&gt;I know I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;And this truth makes it complete&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Jesus died for me&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this life I live in the body&lt;br /&gt;I live by faith in the One&lt;br /&gt;Who gave Himself for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Like the earth beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'm passing through&lt;br /&gt;I know I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;And this truth makes it complete&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Jesus died for me&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, life is sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life Is Precious" by &lt;b&gt;Wes King&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Common Creed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to my newfound love ; coffee! *mwahksmwahksmwahks and a thousand more kisses. ahahahahaha. to summarise most of the things that have happened over the last few days, &lt;b&gt;dhu&lt;/b&gt; has decided to call my expression in my MSN display picture "the kwong". like WOW-.- hahahaha. &lt;b&gt;mas&lt;/b&gt; lost her orange phone -actually that was quite long ago, but anyway.- OH. I PASSED MY GRADE EIGHT PRACTICAL. ahahahaha. it's a miracle! got like four marks from a distiction. now, are you shocked or what?(: cos i was. the examiner was so nice. gave me really high marks for my pieces to pull up my shitty sight-reading and scales. urgh. and i forgot what i wanted to say already. EHEH /: &lt;b&gt;mum&lt;/b&gt;'s irritated already. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112748739770450221?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112748739770450221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112748739770450221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112748739770450221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112748739770450221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/coffee.html' title='coffee'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112714165556115533</id><published>2005-09-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:54:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>notworthy</title><content type='html'>why does it seem so easy for them to know what to do and to say? i messed it up big time. fighting half the time whether i should do what i want to do or whether i should do what &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; wants me to do. some people say i shouldn't care. maybe i shouldn't. I DON'T KNOW. why am i typing on this stupid thing? I DON'T KNOW. why am i living and taking up other people's oxygen? I DON'T KNOW. why am i being such a scumbag and being so self-pitiful and being pathetic? I DON'T KNOW. freak, i just want all this to end NOW. it's so difficult to be able to find comfort in &lt;b&gt;Him&lt;/b&gt; now. i just can't be a proper christian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112714165556115533?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112714165556115533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112714165556115533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112714165556115533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112714165556115533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/notworthy.html' title='notworthy'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112702826964522094</id><published>2005-09-18T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T15:25:22.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>allwrong</title><content type='html'>saw him yesterday. almost cried while i was sitting outside on the steps waiting for yf to finish. i mean, ya, i already knew stuff were wrong and that he'd already done it. but the fact that he seemed so proud to show it just made me even more upset. -and learning later that he's a liar didn't help either- i kept asking &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; why and wondering where i'd gone wrong as a friend and supposed "God's light to the world". hah. some "light" i was. then i saw her and i felt even worse. things are all just completely whacked up. and i feel so helpless and lost and i just don't know what to do anymore .. .. URGH. &lt;b&gt;Lord&lt;/b&gt;, please give me the wisdom to know how to react to all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you."&lt;br /&gt;God has known us even before the creation of time.&lt;br /&gt;And despite our sin and knowing all the things we were (and still are) going to do against Him,&lt;br /&gt;He still loved us enough to give His life away for us.&lt;br /&gt;He has always known and loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain it&lt;br /&gt;But I know that words will hardly do&lt;br /&gt;Miracles with signs and wonders&lt;br /&gt;Aren't enough for me to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;Even before there was time&lt;br /&gt;Though you turn from Him&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell you still&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;And He always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greater love has not a man&lt;br /&gt;Than the one who gives his life to prove&lt;br /&gt;That he would do anything&lt;br /&gt;And that's what He's going to do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;Even before there was time&lt;br /&gt;Though you turn from Him&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell you still&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;And He always will&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;Even before there was time&lt;br /&gt;Though you turn from Him&lt;br /&gt;He'll tell you still&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that He's always loved you&lt;br /&gt;And He always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;b&gt;third day&lt;/b&gt; - "I've Always Loved You" from &lt;i&gt;Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweaked the "I"s in the chorus to make it a little clearer who's the "I"s referring to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112702826964522094?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112702826964522094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112702826964522094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112702826964522094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112702826964522094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/allwrong_112702826964522094.html' title='allwrong'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112641108748189763</id><published>2005-09-11T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T15:04:17.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11thseptember</title><content type='html'>yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;toefu - hamster&lt;/i&gt; - KING&lt;/b&gt;(: we were both half an hour late. hahaha. walked aroung junction8, which was like practically NOT open yet, so went up to the food court cos &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; was hungry(: she was RAVENOUS -- yes, &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt;, there IS such a wordxD bough some terriyaki chicken thing from some japanese food stall for $4. quite cheap eh? and it was pretty good(: i had the soup. nicenicenice soup! and we had a nicenice talk. a good long talk. hehehheh. then, as &lt;i&gt;usual&lt;/i&gt; xP, &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; could not finish her yummy food, so i finished it for her! hahaha. after that took neoprints(: it was fun! but we only selected five!D: so wasted! but nevermind! then we had a headache trying to split the thing. hahahahahaha(: &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; wanted to buy a SPONGEBOB helium baloon for me: but she didn't. HAHAxP then we walked around looking for &lt;b&gt;weiling&lt;/b&gt;'s present. went in and out of shops ; no .. no .. nope .. next shop .. not a good idea .. .. .. HAHAHA finally got something, then we took a cab to church and i had bible study with &lt;b&gt;miss jessy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; went to riverlife. yay! thank you for the nicenice day, &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; just before service, and we opened our presents from &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; -my favourite uncle!xD- i loveloveLOVED it! he has good taste! &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;'s present was pretty too! haha she was so cute. she didn't dare to wear it cos she was afraid it would break. ahahah so funny(: i'm sorry if we made you broke, &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; ): anywayyyy` played for nursery. heee! they are so cute! haha i say that all the time. oh well(: then went for service which was GOOOOOOD. i saw &lt;b&gt;jon&lt;/b&gt;, he did not see me. haha. okay that was an irrelevant point. hahahaha. after service, i walked to sbc to meet &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;tiffany&lt;b&gt;huijia&lt;/b&gt;chermaine to go for the &lt;b&gt;believer's ministry&lt;/b&gt; musical. it was pretty good. the message was really brought across. it was the closest i ever came to crying at a musical. i was really moved. oh well. they didn't have intervals though. so my legs kind of errrr fell asleep. urgh. it was so uncomfortable. haii. then, at 10 plus pm, &lt;b&gt;sinch&lt;/b&gt;shireen&lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;-the yl-chermaine&lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; and i went to newton hawker center to MAKAN! i was soooo hungry ): didn't eat dinner the day before, didn't eat breakfast, no lunch, -only finished &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt;'s food- and no dinner, so i obviously was starving. hahahaha. had a fun time trying to confuse &lt;b&gt;onclay&lt;/b&gt; by interrupting &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;'s smses : ehhehh. anyway. i had chicken rice, the rest ate hokkien mee, then we had some kind of fried cheequay, and ROASTED CHICKEN WINGS! hahaha. then we went hoooome. home sweet home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;b&gt;MELODIE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;b&gt;SARAH&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;b&gt;ERYN&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dada&lt;/strong&gt; -- although you already bought me my taylor!&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;godme&lt;/strong&gt; -- *ahem! ENERGY. loll!&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; -- *HUGE HUG!&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;onclay&lt;/strong&gt; :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, &lt;b&gt;N I C O L E&lt;/b&gt;! i didn't even get to see you!D: your present is sooo sweet!D:&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;miss jessy&lt;/strong&gt; -- cute doggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, &lt;b&gt;onclay &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;juer &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;BERNICE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;nadiah &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;melodie &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;chermaine&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;alison &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kenneth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;godme&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;linda &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;chloe &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;darrel&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;lindis &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;limin &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;weiling&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;dhuha &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;tiffy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;clarissa&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;huijia &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hanmae&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;cheryl&lt;/u&gt; for the nice messages and wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. work is beckoning. URK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112641108748189763?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112641108748189763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112641108748189763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112641108748189763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112641108748189763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/11thseptember.html' title='11thseptember'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112631371719983312</id><published>2005-09-10T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T08:55:17.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>tomorrow, tomorrow, i love ya, tomorrow. you're always a day awaaaaay! HAHA. TOMORROW!:D actually you know what, i'm not THAT excited. not excited at all, actually. haha. too much homework. *@#&amp;$^!(@*&amp;amp;$)(&amp;amp;@(*R^ so many essays to write. and so much research to do. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;WEILING&lt;/b&gt; -- 7th and &lt;b&gt;CHARMAINE&lt;/b&gt; -- 9th! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day left``&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112631371719983312?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112631371719983312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112631371719983312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112631371719983312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112631371719983312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112610924787603633</id><published>2005-09-08T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:07:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fourdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;aw shucks. it's thursday. ALREADY. there is so NO time at all to study. argh! i'm spending way too much time on the computer ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm no longer red though(: i think i blog too much. lalala! my imagehost is having problems. can't change my layout D: so many bad bad things are happening. &lt;b&gt;Lord God&lt;/b&gt;, please help me persevere and know what to do. show me the way that &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; want me to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR DAYS LEFT TO THE GRAND, VERY GRAND DAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112610924787603633?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112610924787603633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112610924787603633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112610924787603633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112610924787603633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/fourdays.html' title='fourdays'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112602162387406879</id><published>2005-09-06T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:47:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing</title><content type='html'>ACK. i want to type so many things on my MSN nickname at one shot, but there's NO SPACE! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is an awesome &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; reigns from Heaven above with wisdom, power and love, our &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is an awesome &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALEB&lt;/strong&gt;! I AM SO SO SO GLAD YOU ACCEPTED &lt;strong&gt;CHRIST&lt;/strong&gt; INTO YOUR LIFE! FINALLY! I COULD KISS YOU! xD WELCOME TO &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;'S FAMILY! THANK THE &lt;strong&gt;LORD GOD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt;, please heal those who are hurting from their loss due to the Katrina. please help them remember that &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; love them and are watching over them. and that the most important thing has been done already ; &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; dying on the cross for them. please help them to be strong, to find their way out of the "lostness" that they are feeling. &lt;strong&gt;Lord God&lt;/strong&gt;, please show them the light and comfort them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to keep praising &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;. ohmygosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went to east coast park this morning for choir outing. wasn't too excited actually. was quite sleepy. but then when we got to east coast, the sea breeze was soooo nice!(: &lt;strong&gt;mel&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt; and i sat on that man-made rock thing and it was all quite funny cos &lt;strong&gt;mel&lt;/strong&gt; was having a little "bimbo-fit". hehehh. then we took some photographs and all was peaceful ... until &lt;strong&gt;alison&lt;/strong&gt; came running. HAHAHA. then we took somemore photos. then realised that everyone was already there, so went to greet some people, then went with &lt;strong&gt;yinqi&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; yezi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt; to buy a frizbee(: for freakin' $4. so expensive. ugh. then we went back to play some games ; dog-and-bone -- not much like it though. only the "call-number-then-that-number-race-forward" concept was used. the rest was as &lt;em&gt;alison&lt;/em&gt; as it could get xP after that, we buried five people in the sand. it was quite fun actually, burying people in the sand. HUR. at about 10.30am, &lt;strong&gt;syafiqah&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;miss ee&lt;/strong&gt; and i went to the nice big field to play frizbee. ended up calling &lt;strong&gt;mel&lt;/strong&gt; over to take pictures of us in the trees. hahaha. so lame. i haven't climbed a tree in ages. couldn't even climb the freakin' easy ones. BAH. after that, &lt;strong&gt;mel&lt;/strong&gt; went back and we TRIED to play frizbee. note i said TRIED. hahaha. played for like one hour, then went to get nice cold drinks :D then we talked. yakyakyakyakyak. at 12pm, decided we were hungry, so we rummaged through everyone's stuff to get our section's stuff. then we found out the fries hadn't been cooked, so &lt;strong&gt;yinqi&lt;/strong&gt; and i had to go look for a stall at the foodcourt that was willing to fry them for us. got the fries fried at the expense of $2.50, then joined the others to eat. i ate so much): &lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt; and i left at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am RED. BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112602162387406879?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112602162387406879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112602162387406879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112602162387406879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112602162387406879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/outing_06.html' title='outing'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112589780825613042</id><published>2005-09-05T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:24:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpLord</title><content type='html'>really just wondering how much he actually even read of all the things that i typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt;, please help him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the tears filling Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I know where they're coming from&lt;br /&gt;They're coming from a heart that's broken in two&lt;br /&gt;By what you don't see&lt;br /&gt;The person in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like the magazine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but when I look at you it's clear to me that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's true&lt;br /&gt;You're a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;That all creation quietly applauds&lt;br /&gt;And you're covered with the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never has there been and never again&lt;br /&gt;Will there be another you&lt;br /&gt;Fashioned by God's hand&lt;br /&gt;And perfectly planned&lt;br /&gt;To be just who you are&lt;br /&gt;And what He's been creating&lt;br /&gt;Since the first beat of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is a living breathing priceless work of art and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's true&lt;br /&gt;You're a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;That all creation quietly applauds&lt;br /&gt;And you're covered with the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at you&lt;br /&gt;You're a wonder in the making&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and God's not through, no&lt;br /&gt;In fact, He's just getting started and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;I can see the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's true&lt;br /&gt;You're a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;That all creation quietly applauds&lt;br /&gt;And you're covered with the fingerprints of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Fingerprints of God&lt;/i&gt;" by &lt;b&gt;Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;u&gt;Speechless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112589780825613042?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112589780825613042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112589780825613042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112589780825613042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112589780825613042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/helplord.html' title='helpLord'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112580647271148983</id><published>2005-09-04T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T12:01:12.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>i typed a whole long thing but some &lt;i&gt;smart aleck&lt;/i&gt; closed it before i could save it .. so WHO CARES?! ladida. i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.emt u ob ayawem ase htt lefuo yh siwi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112580647271148983?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112580647271148983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112580647271148983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112580647271148983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112580647271148983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/09/urgh.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112541216974560223</id><published>2005-08-30T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:29:29.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>look around you&lt;br /&gt;see those who walk&lt;br /&gt;with their heads high&lt;br /&gt;with their hearts heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to those around you&lt;br /&gt;who hide behind masks of delusion&lt;br /&gt;hear their whispers&lt;br /&gt;hear their deceitful tales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of the ones you know&lt;br /&gt;think of what you have come to know&lt;br /&gt;think of the blind terror of the deceived&lt;br /&gt;think of the ones who can only watch on&lt;br /&gt;helpless to prevent the hurt caused&lt;br /&gt;by those who dwell in the shadows of their lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust shattered&lt;br /&gt;secrets in the open&lt;br /&gt;backstabbing and cursing&lt;br /&gt;followed by the tears&lt;br /&gt;of those who cared the most&lt;br /&gt;for this outright lie ;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© &lt;strong&gt;eryn kwong yi wen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112541216974560223?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112541216974560223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112541216974560223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112541216974560223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112541216974560223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/friendship.html' title='friendship'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112515846968210678</id><published>2005-08-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T00:01:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed</title><content type='html'>was hoping to see him today. but he wasn't there. shucks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of yfers didn't go for the outing. okay, not a lot. but quite a few. i sat with &lt;b&gt;nicole&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt;. then &lt;b&gt;huijia&lt;/b&gt; came in with her mum, followed by &lt;b&gt;enshen&lt;/b&gt; and his totally gay bag. blah. one of the worship songs is stuck in my head. lalala`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;imissyou&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112515846968210678?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112515846968210678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112515846968210678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112515846968210678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112515846968210678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/missed.html' title='missed'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112461892546669376</id><published>2005-08-21T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:14:47.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasedont</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;please don't leave. i don't want you to. you'll leave and forget me. and you'll come back with &lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;someone else&lt;/s&gt; &lt;p&gt;and then i really don't know what i'll do D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112461892546669376?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112461892546669376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112461892546669376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112461892546669376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112461892546669376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/pleasedont.html' title='pleasedont'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112450409425299054</id><published>2005-08-20T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:14:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nocomprendo</title><content type='html'>there are so many people who love you, who care for you. can't you see that? it isn't that nobody would listen. it's that you take the people who REALLY care forgranted. YOU're the one who's pushing people away. YOU're the one who won't let people who care know you and what's troubling you. don't go pushing the blame to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112450409425299054?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112450409425299054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112450409425299054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112450409425299054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112450409425299054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/nocomprendo.html' title='nocomprendo'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112427948788552708</id><published>2005-08-17T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T19:51:27.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dieme</title><content type='html'>i deserve to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be burdening this world with my failures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112427948788552708?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112427948788552708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112427948788552708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112427948788552708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112427948788552708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/dieme.html' title='dieme'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112398354690440983</id><published>2005-08-14T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:39:06.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soconfused</title><content type='html'>please don't do this to me. you're making me more confused than i already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; have to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why did &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; have to say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112398354690440983?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112398354690440983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112398354690440983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112398354690440983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112398354690440983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/soconfused.html' title='soconfused'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112366944781859996</id><published>2005-08-10T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T19:56:00.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;can't tag my own board, so here goes ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dana&lt;/b&gt;! i've linked you already(: hehh. yup. see you around, eh? &lt;b&gt;welly&lt;/b&gt;:D i will pass you your letter on saturday okay?(: *big hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;oot emev old luowuo yhs iwt suji. fle sym tahto tre wsnae ht wonk nev et'n odi. uoyn ie esit ahwem ksa t'nod? ill iwuo ye vahr ev enl l'iso c. niavni ll a. gnip ohdn as raet sse ldne?siht hguorht og oteva hio dsemi tyn am woh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puem ta eots me essemi tem ost ahtss eni tpme elb irrohs iht pullif otg niyrt ne ebev' isoc; tso meht es ipsed igni hteht ot nie mden ru ts'eh. em tuoba ema se htlee freven ll iwtsome htd evo ld'in osre pe httaht gn iwonk reffusot da hev'id na nosr epr ehtoemo sh tiwwo ns'ehsoc?eh did erac t'nd idylsuo ivbo eh, yaw ynat ub?ootm ihr ofder aci taht won kehdi d. emr evote grevendlu ow ehtah temdloto hwno srep yre veht. tsalt'n seo devolt ah temthg uat ohwnos rep eht. gol bymni tuo bagni klat m'in os repyrev eht haey. em nitfel ehtahte mn iecapsytp me sihtllifot tpm ettana s'tire hteh wrolaers ig nile efm'il lareh teh wredno wse mitemosi nia gane ht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112366944781859996?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112366944781859996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112366944781859996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112366944781859996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112366944781859996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112349194665075712</id><published>2005-08-08T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T17:05:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic</title><content type='html'>don't you go around complaining. people whom you don't give a damn about are constantly being hurt by you. it takes you the only person you actually care for to realise how much you've hurt THAT one person. so what's it going to take, for you to snap out of it and realise how many more others you've hurt? people who cared for you and wanted to help you? huh? you're pathetic. really pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emtr uho teu n i tnocuoyh cum woh d n a,emtru hd'uoy hcumw oh won krev en d'u oy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112349194665075712?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112349194665075712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112349194665075712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112349194665075712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112349194665075712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/pathetic.html' title='pathetic'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112338816358956384</id><published>2005-08-07T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:16:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying</title><content type='html'>went to visit yf before yf started. loll. &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; was supposed to meet me.. .. &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt;, she was late, cos she missed the bus so i just sat around letting &lt;b&gt;tiffany&lt;/b&gt; hit me-.- HURHUR. the main service's sermon was good(: pastor &lt;b&gt;john ting&lt;/b&gt; preached. i like his sermons! they're actually really short cos they're to the point, and plus he makes it very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like mirrors. if there's light around us, we will be bright. BUT if there's no light, we will be dark. we have no light of our own; we will be in total darkness.but those who have &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt; in their lives, they are like torchlights. when they ask &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt;, the Light of the World, to enter their hearts, &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt;' light shines in them. so it doesn't matter whether it's dark, because they will always have light and shine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service, went to join the upper secondary girls' bs. heh. sorry for the intrusion: then went downstairs to eat the FREE FOOD(: although i wasn't hungry, so it didn't really matter, then walked to arpc with &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; first. we studied upstairs in the airconditioned room for a while. wow. i studied(: on a saturday night. even more wow. hahaha. &lt;b&gt;juer&lt;/b&gt; arh! you have to bring more work the next time, i tell you! loll. but i didn't do a lot of work actually. just seven questions from the amaths' tys. freak. two whole hours; i should have been able to do a lot more. erghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in love with my doggie(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112338816358956384?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112338816358956384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112338816358956384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112338816358956384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112338816358956384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/studying.html' title='studying'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112325806229270721</id><published>2005-08-06T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:10:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byefop</title><content type='html'>I AM FEELING SO SUPER DEJECTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE WAITED FOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Festival Of Praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOR SO LONG; SINCE LAST YEAR, WHEN I WENT WITH &lt;strong&gt;tRACY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;eLAINE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;eNSHEN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;sIDNEY&lt;/em&gt;, AND NOW I CANNOT GO. THIS IS SO.. .. .. .. &lt;strong&gt;URGH&lt;/strong&gt;!D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to cry): &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HILLSONGS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! *wails! this is like breaking some kind of tradition or something. -i went for FOP for the last two years already lorhh- BYEBYE, hillsongsD: HELLO, homework and tests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112325806229270721?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112325806229270721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112325806229270721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112325806229270721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112325806229270721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/08/byefop.html' title='byefop'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112268358209393962</id><published>2005-07-31T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T19:57:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sonicfest</title><content type='html'>blogging on the &lt;b&gt;30th&lt;/b&gt;, at &lt;i&gt;8.25&lt;/i&gt; am ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonicfest yesterday was quite good. besides the fact that i was so late that i missed &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;vertical rush&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. praising &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; rocked. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;planetshakers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was good as usual(: it's sad that they didn't play "rain down" though. that's a good song for relection. &lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; and i were like jumping and jumping, jump until we were like half a meter from our stuff lah. loll. then after &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;planetshakers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we wanted to go into the Village to see if there were like any air-conditioned rooms. haha. then met &lt;b&gt;jessy&lt;/b&gt;:D and &lt;b&gt;kevin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;jim&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sid&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cher&lt;/b&gt;. they all looked so cool can. i was like all sweaty hahaha(: and i think i saw &lt;b&gt;silas&lt;/b&gt;. hmmmm i think lah. loll. &lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; wanted to go to the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;planetshakers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; booth, but we didn't know it was in the Village until like &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonicflood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; started. it was quite good. some of the songs not suitable for congregational worship though, so it was a bit difficult to follow, but songs like "I WANT TO KNOW YOU:D", "i could sing of Your love forever" were great! the testimonial was quite good too. didn't jump that much for that slot though; was doing a lot of releftion and praying. then after that, went to &lt;i&gt;plaza sing.&lt;/i&gt; with &lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; to buy something nice and cold and NON-GASSY to drink(: hurhurr and we met the rest there, then went to &lt;i&gt;dhoby ghaut&lt;/i&gt; mrt station, saw &lt;b&gt;ian&lt;/b&gt; there(: , waited with &lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; for her train, then went home myself. eh! i saw &lt;b&gt;jiejie elaine&lt;/b&gt; get down at bishan station:D yaye! going for sonicfest again later. but then, only've got &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonicflood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to look forward to. don't know if the rest of the bands are good. will blog about the whole thing again tomorrow!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;limin&lt;/b&gt; just reminded me; &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; was good! -i mean &lt;b&gt;He&lt;/b&gt; is good all the time lah- i didn't get any mosquito bites even though i was wearing a sleevless shirt!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the secret, in the quiet place&lt;br /&gt;In the stillness You are there&lt;br /&gt;In the secret, in the quiet hour&lt;br /&gt;I wait only for You&lt;br /&gt;Cause, I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear Your voice&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch You&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Your face&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reaching for the highest goal&lt;br /&gt;That I might receive the prize&lt;br /&gt;Pressing onward, pushing every hindrance aside&lt;br /&gt;Out of my way&lt;br /&gt;Cause, I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear Your voice&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch You&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Your face&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear Your voice&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch You&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Your face&lt;br /&gt;I want to know You more &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sonicflood&lt;/u&gt; "&lt;b&gt;i want to know You more&lt;/b&gt;" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.uoy evol llits i .degnahc s'gnihton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blogging on the &lt;b&gt;31st&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;7.49&lt;/i&gt; am ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained-.- &lt;b&gt;jim&lt;/b&gt;'s fault. cos he apparently said it would rain-.- we should have left him at plaza sing. or something. the ground was icky and mushy-.- but anyway, i'm getting ahead of the story. i met &lt;b&gt;sid&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cher&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;i&gt;bishan&lt;/i&gt;, then went to &lt;i&gt;dhoby ghaut&lt;/i&gt; and waited for like errrr half and hour for the rest to come, but in the end, had to walk almost to &lt;i&gt;plaza sing.&lt;/i&gt; to meet &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt;(: hahaha. then went through the &lt;i&gt;park mall&lt;/i&gt; carpark -&lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; were fighting over a ummmm LOLLIPOP:- then climbed i-don't-know-many steps, collected our bands, and went to watch &lt;b&gt;melly&lt;/b&gt;'s performance(: hmmmmm a lot of the dance performances could hace been better:\ then we went to town -after a long, agonising walk to the bus stop, as &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; had decided they wanted to be &lt;i&gt;fashionably late&lt;/i&gt;. right- crapped a lot on the bus, talking about things like &lt;b&gt;FARIZ&lt;/b&gt;-.- walked around a bit, trying to find &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; a present, but there's nothing much, so decided to makan, then had to think of a place that has nicenice cakes(: so we went to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;swensens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. quite stupid lahh; only &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; and i ate a proper meal. the rest just ate the cake. oh and the cake cutting was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;horrible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. hahahahaha! &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; was like forcing the knife so far in that she almost moved the cake off the cutting board when she tried to remove the knife-.- then &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; decided to have a go. she cut everyone -there were six of us- a slice and left like HALF the cake for me and her to finish! *dies. aiya the whole cake thing was actually quite funny lah. &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;'s piece ended up in quite a errrrr grotesque mess. hahaha! then met &lt;b&gt;melly&lt;/b&gt; at GIVE and decided to go look at the stuff they were selling at the Village, so everybody went up there, and the mud was like GROSS. hahaha. &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; kept getting her foot stuck in it! haha. some of the jewellry there was really nice(: met &lt;b&gt;joshua&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;ephraim&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;ian&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;shannon&lt;/b&gt; again, and i met a lot of her other friends -some whom i've seen in her neoprints before;P- we sat at the foot of the stairs to the Village and talked a while until the next performances, then we split, &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; went to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;myst&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and we went to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;phile0&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; the first half was nice lorh): then after some ballet performance, we went to look for &lt;b&gt;melly&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;myst&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was still playing, so we joined in the worship(: the last song. ehehh. then after a lot of "ewww"s from &lt;b&gt;mel&lt;/b&gt; cos of then mud, we left the Village and went to meet &lt;b&gt;ernie&lt;/b&gt;. uh, &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; and i have no comments. hahahaha. then went down to GIVE to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonic edge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. i like their last song! hehehehh. but then &lt;b&gt;melly&lt;/b&gt; had to go): so &lt;b&gt;bern&lt;/b&gt; and i walked her to gate A, then we waited for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonicflood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to come on, and the some of the &lt;b&gt;yl&lt;/b&gt;s came to stand with us. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonicflood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s choice of songs was slightly better, except for one song, which lyrics i didn't really understand. after the whole thing, &lt;b&gt;jim&lt;/b&gt;sid&lt;b&gt;cher&lt;/b&gt; and i went towards plaza sing. again, &lt;b&gt;cher&lt;/b&gt; left us at the mrt station on the way there): then we went to &lt;i&gt;carrefour&lt;/i&gt; again to buy drinks. hahaha(: after the guys changed their shirts, we went home. HOME:D hahaha. came home and watched &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;lord of the rings - return of the king (extended version)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;0.o hahahaha. OKAY I AM DONE(: have a LOT of work to do! BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blue skies that take me back to being a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trees with leaves that turn the colors I love&lt;br /&gt;A heart that's beating to Your melodies ringing&lt;br /&gt;And I am a miracle 'cause heaven is a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And You are the song that I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;I was created to love You&lt;br /&gt;I was created to need You&lt;br /&gt;I was created to know You&lt;br /&gt;And I am a miracle 'cause heaven is a part of me&lt;br /&gt;And You are the air that I'm breathin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Because of who You are and who I am in You&lt;br /&gt;You make all things pure&lt;br /&gt;Because of who You are and who I am in You&lt;br /&gt;You make all things true&lt;br /&gt;You make all things new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so thankful for this life that I know&lt;br /&gt;That I am no longer what I was&lt;br /&gt;Because of Your love&lt;br /&gt;And the beauty of the cross&lt;br /&gt;I can see Your work in me&lt;br /&gt;All things new&lt;br /&gt;All things new in me&lt;br /&gt;All things new&lt;br /&gt;All things new in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;watermark&lt;/u&gt; "&lt;b&gt;all things new&lt;/b&gt;" (all things new)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112268358209393962?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112268358209393962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112268358209393962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112268358209393962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112268358209393962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonicfest.html' title='sonicfest'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112217239838597931</id><published>2005-07-24T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:39:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatme</title><content type='html'>baby i don't wanna hear those no words, no no&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna hear you love me no more&lt;br /&gt;you're the one i've waited so long for&lt;br /&gt;everything was going fine&lt;br /&gt;baby please don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADIDAAA! i am blogging(: although i really really really should be studying : &lt;strong&gt;TANVI&lt;/strong&gt;! i don't understand A THING! how?! argh. anyway. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looked better this week(: sat with &lt;strong&gt;clare jie &lt;/strong&gt;during service, then talked to &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt; and hung around for a while watching her teach &lt;strong&gt;elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt; how to improvise to the bassonova(: then sang &lt;strong&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/strong&gt; and a few other songs, then &lt;strong&gt;jessy &lt;/strong&gt;taught me how to roll:D happy happy! hehe. sad that &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt;'s kid's a &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;. our church needs good-looking, talented guys mannn -note i'm not demanding for &lt;em&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/em&gt; guys, good-looking would already be a good step ahead- but anyway, like she said, &lt;strong&gt;her daughter&lt;/strong&gt;'s batch will have quite a lot of good-looking boys lah. so i'm quite comforted. HAHA(: and &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;em&gt;daughter&lt;/em&gt;'s going to be some rock-chic, according to &lt;strong&gt;clare jie&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to makan on the second floor; &lt;strong&gt;aunty karen &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;aunty florence&lt;/strong&gt;'s farewell party thing. felt so weird. nobody there i could talk to. sigh. hahahaha! passed &lt;strong&gt;jim&lt;/strong&gt; his ticket for sonicfest. -SONICFEST SONICFEST SONICFEST! WHOO!- then went to give my &lt;strong&gt;grandmother&lt;/strong&gt; some dessert. I AM SUCH A WONDERFUL GRANDDAUGHTER:D then i saw.. guess who i saw? i saw.. .. *drumroll: drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr CHENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY &lt;strong&gt;BERNICE&lt;/strong&gt; KING CHIA PERSON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i only talked to her for what, ten seconds): then after that went back upstairs and sat in for &lt;strong&gt;aunty karen &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;aunty florence&lt;/strong&gt;'s "farewell interviews" hahaha. then after that &lt;strong&gt;uncle adrian &lt;/strong&gt;sent us to TMC to catch a cab, and poor &lt;strong&gt;joshie&lt;/strong&gt; was left in the car by himself, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay have to go. have A LOT of stupid homework to do-.- and i haven't studied for everything. -swears; too lazy to type out all those symbol things- okay, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112217239838597931?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112217239838597931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112217239838597931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112217239838597931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112217239838597931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/fatme.html' title='fatme'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112157727017388412</id><published>2005-07-17T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:14:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>do you see what i meant&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't let myself believe you&lt;br /&gt;cos i've known how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;my heart breaking&lt;br /&gt;with everything you do&lt;br /&gt;every word you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i hadn't fallen in love with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112157727017388412?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112157727017388412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112157727017388412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112157727017388412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112157727017388412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112134129990077913</id><published>2005-07-14T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:03:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reallyURGH</title><content type='html'>feeling really irritated right now.. cos &lt;em&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/em&gt; keeps proving me right; that &lt;em&gt;THE PERSON&lt;/em&gt; is insensitive and USES people, being nice to them when &lt;em&gt;THE PERSON&lt;/em&gt; needs something and treating them like rubbish when they're of no use anymore. WHAT KIND OF &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTIAN&lt;/strong&gt; ARE YOU?! urgh! time and time again, i have to continuously swallow my pride and be nice because it's the right thing to do. time and time again, i try to ignore you SNUBBING me and USING me and treating me like &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;. i try to be nice and helpful, hoping you'll CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT OBVIOUSLY NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my computer crashed, and so my cookies refuse to be activated, so i have to reply to tagboard messages here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARMAINE&lt;/strong&gt;!:D you still haven't replied my long-ago-written letter, you know. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weiling&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;chloe&lt;/strong&gt;. ahhhhh, i love my mei's toooo&lt;33 &lt;strong&gt;welly&lt;/strong&gt;! REPLY MY LETTER!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clare jiejie&lt;/strong&gt;! YES. THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP ON SUNDAY(: thank you very very very very de much(: see you soon! *hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DHUHA BTE ISA&lt;/strong&gt;` i know nobody will want to copy my PICTURES lah! i meant the LAYOUT of the skin lah, loll(: and NO i am NOT pregnant. ahahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIE &lt;strong&gt;UNCLE&lt;/strong&gt;!:D who said you had to be there?-.^ at least you went for church that's fine whatttttt. loll. YOU KNOW I DETEST STUDYING!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, have to go watch MOVIE:D BYEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112134129990077913?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112134129990077913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112134129990077913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112134129990077913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112134129990077913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/reallyurgh.html' title='reallyURGH'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112098105945413371</id><published>2005-07-10T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:37:39.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worship</title><content type='html'>worship this weekend ROCKED(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was; &lt;strong&gt;wongjieh&lt;/strong&gt; on BASSGUITAR &lt;strong&gt;enshen&lt;/strong&gt; on ELECTRICGUITAR &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; on ACOUSTICGUITAR&lt;strong&gt; darrel&lt;/strong&gt; at the PIANO &lt;strong&gt;luke&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;lim&lt;/em&gt; at the KEYBOARD  &lt;strong&gt;luke&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;cheang&lt;/em&gt; PERCUSSIONIST &lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;marvin&lt;/strong&gt; playing the VIOLIN &lt;strong&gt;sidney &lt;/strong&gt;at the DRUMS &lt;strong&gt;lyechong&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;chloe&lt;/strong&gt; LEADING &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;amantha&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;weiling&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;hanshen&lt;/u&gt; BACKUP &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt; and i BACKUP + -uh- STUFF i don't know what &lt;strong&gt;jim&lt;/strong&gt; was doing:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a lot of fun:D now going to suffer from jamming-cold-turkey. bah. I LOVE THE SONG "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tHE gLORY oF tHE cROSS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" and "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yOUR pRAISE wILL nEVER cEASE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"(: someone came up to me today to ask for the chords of "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your praise will never cease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". really happy that people were encouraged by our serving during service(: lalalala. OH. &lt;strong&gt;elliot&lt;/strong&gt; grew a beard: my mum said that it's cos he's teaching at some primary school so he needs to look older so they will respect him or something. err. and i saw &lt;strong&gt;LINDIS JIE&lt;/strong&gt;! finally! in like "more than &lt;em&gt;two months&lt;/em&gt;". woot. ANYWAY. i don't know what to blog about already. &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; slept over last night. didn't sleep until like 1.20 am. was super sleepy then suddenly she said my name, woke me up from me semi-sleep, then after that i couldn't sleep already. see lah, &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt;, all you fault lah. haha. then we were late this morning for practice cos we missed the bus. oh and then and then, &lt;strong&gt;clare jie&lt;/strong&gt; helped me with my physics homework(: and &lt;strong&gt;jimo&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't able to sit for his driving liscence test and buy a JAGUAR by 7 am in the morning. haii. sad. i had to WALK from the bus stop to church. ermmm ermmmm ermmmmmm. AIYAH. me go liao(: BYE!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112098105945413371?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112098105945413371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112098105945413371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112098105945413371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112098105945413371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/worship.html' title='worship'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112046921029005868</id><published>2005-07-04T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T17:36:55.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boosh</title><content type='html'>yay(: i can do worship again(: haha i miss that alot. i mean, yeah, the &lt;strong&gt;kindies&lt;/strong&gt; are cute -AND OH SO TERRIBLY CUTE!- and all, but i've really missed "jamming". GAH. &lt;strong&gt;uncle adrian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; talk about joining his team, but his team has so many vocalists already! then he so funny, ask my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; to join also. hahaha(: anyway, thanks, &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt;! and whoever suggested that i should join in for whorship:D thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was the worst nights of my life. and also one of the best. &lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt; came over for dinner!:D i was so so so thankful and so so so happy she actually tried to fit me into her schedule before she left for &lt;strong&gt;europe&lt;/strong&gt;. thank you for the tips!(: and then &lt;strong&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/strong&gt; came, and we all laughed like don't-know-what. -to be expected- and &lt;strong&gt;michelle &lt;/strong&gt;only left at like 10pm plus, i think. i was so happy(: and then &lt;strong&gt;val&lt;/strong&gt; called and told me about thursday's performance. i freaked. i mean like, what can i do? NOTHING. &lt;em&gt;ZILCH&lt;/em&gt;. i am totally NOT GOOD AT ANYTHING. &lt;strong&gt;ASK ME TO PERFORM FOR WHAT?!&lt;/strong&gt; then things happened, and blahblahblah. don't even think my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; knew how he made me feel when he said all those things-.- but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, went for service. &lt;strong&gt;pastor chris&lt;/strong&gt;' talk was LOOONG, good, but LOOONG:\ almost fell asleep. marked some verses for my "&lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;male-aunty&lt;/strong&gt; -you know who you are! HAHA- then after service went to sbc to look for &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt;, my &lt;strong&gt;male-aunty&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;weiling&lt;/strong&gt;. met &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; on the way there, passed my letter to my &lt;strong&gt;male-aunty&lt;/strong&gt;, couldn't find &lt;strong&gt;weiling&lt;/strong&gt;, so &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; and i walked back to arpc. then my&lt;strong&gt; mommie&lt;/strong&gt; told me &lt;strong&gt;jessy&lt;/strong&gt; was waiting in the office for me, so i went in to talk to her(: i heard the new song. NICE. *nods, and keeps nodding. anyway(: stayed in the office until like 8pm then panicked cos the &lt;em&gt;esplanade library&lt;/em&gt; closes at like 9pm. so my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; juer&lt;/strong&gt; and i rushed like mad to the bus stop, then didn't know which bus stop, then thankfully found it in the end. hahahaha. we got onto the bus and just sat there like total gongs, then &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; was like, "newton circus", and i was like, "okay, we look out for the mrt station." and guess what. we'd PASSED the mrt station already-.- wah lau. then some nice person told us how to backtrack, but we ended up not backtracking. why? because we'd seen the mrt station "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LITTLE INDIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". ha! even nearer to &lt;em&gt;cityhall&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really funny lah. when we reached &lt;em&gt;dhoby ghaut&lt;/em&gt;, it was like 8.30pm, and &lt;strong&gt;isaac&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; were like running on the travelator. then i was like, "wah lau, are you sure we can run on this or not. sekali kena scolded leh." i mean, want to run, then run on solid ground right? i mean, it's not like we didn't have a choice right;P anyway, when we got to &lt;em&gt;cityhall&lt;/em&gt;, we had to brisk walk again. and there were like so many people. and they were all moving&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; slowly, ohmygosh. by the time we reached the basement of the &lt;em&gt;esplanade&lt;/em&gt;, it was like 8.45pm, thanks to the crowd-.- we practically ran to the library lah. &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt; was talking totally loud and high-pitched, and about nonsense too:D cos she claimed that she gets hyper when she exercises. haha. and then couldn't find the scores i needed. WAH LAU. i was really really really angry. haha. ohwell. then the library closed, so we went to &lt;em&gt;raffles city&lt;/em&gt; for dinner. we had&lt;em&gt; burger kings&lt;/em&gt;(: -again- then went to &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;, at &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt;'s request, and we were like laughing at the skirts. hahaha. then went to &lt;em&gt;body shop&lt;/em&gt;. my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; likes the one that smells like chocolate-.- cos it smells &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EDIBLE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-.- oh whatever. then bought &lt;strong&gt;oceanus&lt;/strong&gt; to share with &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt;(: &lt;strong&gt;moonflower&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;nice too. but &lt;strong&gt;melly&lt;/strong&gt; has that one. then after that took the mrt down to &lt;em&gt;marina bay&lt;/em&gt; so we could sit. and i slept all the way till &lt;em&gt;angmokio&lt;/em&gt; station, then i woke up, and&lt;strong&gt; juer&lt;/strong&gt; tried to talk to me, but i fell asleep halfway through her sentence HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;freak lah you. i turn to you for help and all you say is "don't worry. calm down. it'll be okay." i ask for your help and you just laugh at me. what kind of friend are you? what kind of christian are you? all you did was whine to me about YOUR day. and how BAD you were feeling. i even tried to help you, when you didn't even help me. i mean, what kind of person are you? i always thought that you're nice and not at all conceited. but i guess you proved me wrong. and i'm really sorry that you did. now you've lost all the respect i had for you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112046921029005868?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112046921029005868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112046921029005868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112046921029005868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112046921029005868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/boosh.html' title='boosh'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-112021908549059982</id><published>2005-07-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:59:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>%^$@!</title><content type='html'>french controlle sucked. *(&amp;%$!*{%$&amp;amp;^%*! yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's supposed to be YOUTH DAY. and what do we get? more homework. how shit is that? stupid-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, how d'y'all like my new layout?(: is it nice? hehh. i'm so tired. haii. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-112021908549059982?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/112021908549059982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=112021908549059982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112021908549059982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/112021908549059982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='%^$@!'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111934856562916955</id><published>2005-06-21T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:04:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday, PAMELA PEH!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah(: i love cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111934856562916955?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111934856562916955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111934856562916955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111934856562916955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111934856562916955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/yeahman.html' title='yeahman'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111924839651778391</id><published>2005-06-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:04:53.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skfglid;lf</title><content type='html'>i am STRESSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S T R E S S E D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it?! ARGH! today is already MONDAY. tomorrow will be TUESDAY, and F I V E days later, i will have to go back to school and GUESS WHAT?! i have NOT done &lt;strong&gt;shenaz&lt;/strong&gt;'s homework, i have NOT finished memorising the english script, i have NOT met up with &lt;strong&gt;yuni&lt;/strong&gt;jo&lt;strong&gt;weeling&lt;/strong&gt;hannah and &lt;strong&gt;sam&lt;/strong&gt; for practice, i have NOT thought of what freakin' experiment to show "the turning effect of forces", i have NOT met up with &lt;strong&gt;mas&lt;/strong&gt;limin&lt;strong&gt;yuni&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;syahidah&lt;/strong&gt; to talk about it, i have NOT studied for the french controlle, i am NOT ready for my piano exam, i am NOT ready to go back to freakin' school.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you what i &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;/em&gt; going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXPLODE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mom&lt;/strong&gt;, just let me freakin' drop out of school. PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111924839651778391?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111924839651778391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111924839651778391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111924839651778391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111924839651778391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/skfglidlf.html' title='skfglid;lf'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111892579512031812</id><published>2005-06-16T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:43:15.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood</title><content type='html'>it won't stop flowing. i don't get it. she told me it would stop. she said it feels good. feel good, my foot. now i'm just sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've left smudges all over the chair and the floor. and i have to clear all this up before my mum sees. she's going to kill me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help. it's too much for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111892579512031812?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111892579512031812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111892579512031812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111892579512031812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111892579512031812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/blood.html' title='blood'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111857697687471477</id><published>2005-06-12T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:13:03.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funweekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 am, went to visit &lt;b&gt;uncle peter&lt;/b&gt; at the hospital behind &lt;i&gt;paragon&lt;/i&gt; -is it pronounced as PARAGON or PARAGONE?- then met &lt;b&gt;godme&lt;/b&gt; and my darling &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; at 10am at &lt;em&gt;takashimaya&lt;/em&gt;. walked around looking for i-can't-remember-what. then went to eat lunch at &lt;em&gt;pasta cafe&lt;/em&gt;; PASTA! ohmygoshh.. the milkshake was VONDERHFUL! it vas thik, milky, and simply DELICIOUS. it vas like drinking CHOCOLATE ICECREAM. and ze pasta; MAMAMIA! okayokay:D getting a little carried away. then went to &lt;i&gt;giordano&lt;/i&gt;, i bought a nice dark blue pants(: shall wear it to church this coming saturday. &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; bought THREE pairs of pants! ohohOH. and i clamped my hand while trying to close the door of the dressing room there-.- MY FOURTH RIGHT FINGER HAS internal-BUT-not-internal BLEEDING. sheesh. anyway.. then i saw the &lt;i&gt;BILLABONG &lt;b&gt;BELTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. OHMYGOSH. i so want the one that has dull-brown, dark-blue and white stripes! ahhhh!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to &lt;i&gt;wisma&lt;/i&gt;, walked around and around and around, looked for &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt;'s black dress for the wedding. couldn't find a suitable one, then went to &lt;i&gt;chommel&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;i&gt;chomel&lt;/i&gt;? oh well.. yeah that place. &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and i were going crazy over the jewellry there:D that thingie that you use to twist your hair fascinates me now, cos i know how to use it. hahaha. &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and i are going to go prom-shopping one day, RIGHT? after that, went to see the &lt;i&gt;roxy&lt;/i&gt; handbag &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; wanted, but err, she didn't buy it. then went to &lt;i&gt;topshop&lt;/i&gt;, where she bought some top that costed almost $30.. am i right? i only liked TWO things at &lt;i&gt;topshop&lt;/i&gt;; one preddie earring(: and one halter top -it was a really sweet top, plain white with a bit of decoration at the top- then went to &lt;i&gt;tangs&lt;/i&gt; at 4pm to meet &lt;b&gt;aunty esther&lt;/b&gt;, then walked around with &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;, looking at MORE jewellry;D andandAND we saw this really nice halter dress on display that i sooo wanted my &lt;b&gt;mommie&lt;/b&gt; to try on.. but then we couldn't find it on the rack!D: then went to find my &lt;b&gt;mommie&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;godme&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;aunty esther&lt;/b&gt;, then &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and i tried on some skirt -DON'T LAUGH. I DID IT FOR FUN- then oh horror, my &lt;b&gt;mommie&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;aunty esther&lt;/b&gt; made me try on the dress that &lt;b&gt;linette&lt;/b&gt; wore for her prom night. i almost DIED. i mean, can you imagine me in a DRESS?! skirt already like WEIRD.. a &lt;i&gt;DRESS&lt;/i&gt;?0.o and yes, i looked absolutely RIDICULOUS and FAT and UGLY in it, obviously.. then went to find my &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt;, and went to &lt;i&gt;tangs island&lt;/i&gt; to DRINK STUFF(: &lt;b&gt;aunty esther&lt;/b&gt; bought some chocolate milk thing that turned out SUPER milky, so she waited until my &lt;b&gt;daddie&lt;/b&gt; came, then HE finished it. haha. i went like a little crazy and was singing the "siamese" song from &lt;u&gt;Lady and the Tramp&lt;/u&gt;, moving my cat earrings around the table.. HAHA. everyone was laughing at meD: then &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt; came and we all went down again to make her try on the dresses. &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt; and i saw this dress that looked really nice on the maniquinne, but err, wasn't THAT nice on &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt;. everyone was laughing at our choice of the gown, can?-.- there were quite a few nice gowns, but &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt; ended up buying NOTHING. loll. after all the excitement.. haha. even &lt;b&gt;aunty florence&lt;/b&gt; came to see the gowns, and she ended up buying one of the necklaces we'd suggested to &lt;b&gt;chaychay pam&lt;/b&gt; for the gown. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all walked to some food junction.. .. THE FOOD THERE IS NICE(: and they are VERY generous with the amount of food. you can like get two chinese-bowl-full amount of rice, one chinese-bowl-full of ONE vegetable, another chinese-bowl-full of ANOTHER vegetable, two chinese-bowl-full of chicken and potato, and a LOT of gravy for like only $3.50! i HAVE to go back there some time(: and the food's NICE. oh wait. i think i already said that. oh well(: then we all went home at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;played for nursery again(: the kiddies are sooo CUTE! ahh! then went to the m.p.h for the sermon by &lt;b&gt;edmund fong&lt;/b&gt;; it was good` about FAMILY(: then met &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;welly&lt;/b&gt;, talked for a while, then took bus with &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;i&gt;junction8&lt;/i&gt;. i "lost" my wallet on the way; we went up the bus, then i couldn't find my wallet, and i was freaking out, so we got down at the next bus stop, and we were about to walk to the previous bus stop when i remembered where i'd put my wallet-.- apparently in my panic, i hadn't checked the back pocket of my bag-.- haha &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; had a good laugh at me. *sulks. when we finally got to &lt;i&gt;junction8&lt;/i&gt;, there was a DOG SHOW! &lt;b&gt;bernice&lt;/b&gt; and i walked one WHOLE round on the second floor, trying to find a place, but err, apparently the people in singapore &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; like dogs, so there wasn't ANYWHERE we could stand to watch. andAND the emcee was &lt;i&gt;IRRITATING&lt;/i&gt;. haha. then we took neoprints and took some portrait/caricature thing.. ohmygosh that was HILARIOUS. we laughed until we couldn't talk okayy.. then walked around buying &lt;b&gt;jim&lt;/b&gt;'s present stuffies, and then came home, ate korean noodles:D then we watched "two towers extended" and "parents trap", which i fell asleep watching, then &lt;b&gt;ber&lt;/b&gt; had a hard time waking me up to go to my room. haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, just sat around doing nothing, playing with &lt;b&gt;t.g&lt;/b&gt;, until she had to go home(: I MISS &lt;b&gt;BERNICE&lt;/b&gt; ALREADY! bah(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111857697687471477?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111857697687471477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111857697687471477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111857697687471477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111857697687471477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/funweekend.html' title='funweekend'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111831866065067512</id><published>2005-06-09T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:04:20.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fattness</title><content type='html'>i was SUPPOSED to exercise this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't even jogged &lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt; meter-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo! go, eryn-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh i guess i'll just continue to stay FAT. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a &lt;em&gt;SLIGHTLY&lt;/em&gt; happier note;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, &lt;strong&gt;fISHhEADbABOON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you go to kuala lumpur and never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, &lt;strong&gt;BERNICE&lt;/strong&gt;, you didn't see THAT:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111831866065067512?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111831866065067512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111831866065067512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111831866065067512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111831866065067512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/fattness.html' title='fattness'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111820511086665664</id><published>2005-06-08T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T18:34:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went to &lt;b&gt;tanvi&lt;/b&gt;'s place for sop. two sectionals yesterday. let me point out that we are DEAD. there were like only NINE of us out of NINETEEN. &lt;b&gt;miss lim&lt;/b&gt; is going to skin us alive-.- haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7.45pm, went to watch &lt;b&gt;michelle&lt;/b&gt; perform at the esplanade with my &lt;b&gt;family&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;tanvi&lt;/b&gt;(: HAHA &lt;b&gt;tanvi&lt;/b&gt; was INSPIRED. hahaha.. anyway, &lt;b&gt;michelle&lt;/b&gt;'s voice made my hair stand. i'm serious. she's so good! ah! &lt;b&gt;brandon&lt;/b&gt; was there. haha and so was &lt;b&gt;elliot&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;nick&lt;/b&gt; and another woman from church but i can't remember what her name is:then went to have dinner at BURGER KINGS. dot. hahah(: i'm hungryyyyy` have to go cook lunch. BYEBYE:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111820511086665664?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111820511086665664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111820511086665664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111820511086665664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111820511086665664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111768756494007891</id><published>2005-06-02T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:46:04.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disgusting</title><content type='html'>yeuchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a squashed rat on the grills of the drain while walking home.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting; i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw the guy who looks like &lt;b&gt;enshen&lt;/b&gt;'s twin. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;tall skinny tall and skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday and wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had m.e.p camp; it wasn't as bad as i'd thought it'd be lahh. quite fun -in a weirdly draggy way; guess that's a bit contradicting loll- &lt;b&gt;gen&lt;/b&gt; spent the whole camp -almost- drooling at ____ :D then suddenly decided that _____'s better. wahahaha. okayy shall not be mean(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to put up some short skit-come-musical thing. errrr wasn't that bad, wasn't that good; like errrr in the middle lah. but was super tired. i am NOT a dancer. what was i doing trying to help &lt;b&gt;jess&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;gen&lt;/b&gt; come up with &lt;i&gt;moves&lt;/i&gt; for the dance?-.^ ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we spent the whole of the first day "arguing" about the storyline:\\ kind of my fault. didn't really see the sense in the original plot at first. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually although it was pretty tiring, i think they should have held the camp for a longer period. it doesn't make sense lah; give us two days to bond then split us all up again with the possibility that we'll never meet up again? i mean, if they gave us like maybe five days or something, maybe we can form slightly stronger bonds so that we'll remain in contact or something right. oh well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh congratulate me, people. this is like the longest entry i've done since i-have-no-idea-when. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111768756494007891?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111768756494007891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111768756494007891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111768756494007891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111768756494007891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/06/disgusting.html' title='disgusting'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111734446595687090</id><published>2005-05-29T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T13:27:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ineedyou</title><content type='html'>i don't need a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;i can get by with nothing&lt;br /&gt;of all the blessing life can bring&lt;br /&gt;i've always needed something&lt;br /&gt;but i've got all i want when it comes&lt;br /&gt;to loving You&lt;br /&gt;You're my only reason&lt;br /&gt;You're my only truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;i need You like water&lt;br /&gt;like breath, like rain&lt;br /&gt;i need You like mercy&lt;br /&gt;from heaven's stage&lt;br /&gt;there's a freedom in Your arms&lt;br /&gt;that carries me through&lt;br /&gt;i need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the hope that moves me&lt;br /&gt;to courage again&lt;br /&gt;You're the love that rescue me&lt;br /&gt;when the cold wind rages&lt;br /&gt;and it's so amazing 'cause that's&lt;br /&gt;just how You are&lt;br /&gt;and i can't turn back now&lt;br /&gt;You've brought me too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;i need You like water&lt;br /&gt;like breath, like rain&lt;br /&gt;i need You like mercy&lt;br /&gt;from heaven's stage&lt;br /&gt;there's a freedom in Your arms&lt;br /&gt;that carries me through&lt;br /&gt;i need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, &lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt; for reminding me that all i need is &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;. that i don't have to be upset over &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;. about having to hurt over things that aren't there. thank &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; for reminding me that i need only to rely on &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;.. that friends aren't everything.. and thank you, &lt;strong&gt;uncle&lt;/strong&gt; for making me smile even if that might not have been your intention! haaha(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111734446595687090?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111734446595687090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111734446595687090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111734446595687090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111734446595687090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/ineedyou.html' title='ineedyou'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111716635439042991</id><published>2005-05-27T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T11:59:14.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>i can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm done updating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111716635439042991?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111716635439042991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111716635439042991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111716635439042991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111716635439042991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111677457100577152</id><published>2005-05-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:09:31.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aboosh</title><content type='html'>heed wisdom's call to trust the Lord&lt;br /&gt;in all your ways, acknowledge the King&lt;br /&gt;lean not on your own understanding&lt;br /&gt;and He will make straight you paths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO IS HE; and that's WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111677457100577152?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111677457100577152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111677457100577152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111677457100577152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111677457100577152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/aboosh.html' title='aboosh'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111668970654629844</id><published>2005-05-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:35:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAHHH!</title><content type='html'>for some reason or other.. i keep seeing HIM in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111668970654629844?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111668970654629844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111668970654629844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111668970654629844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111668970654629844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/blahhh.html' title='BLAHHH!'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111573107783217774</id><published>2005-05-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:17:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hateschool</title><content type='html'>i'm stressed i'm stressed i'm stressed i'm stressed I AM VERY STRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to sleep and never wake up ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINCOMPOOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111573107783217774?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111573107783217774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111573107783217774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111573107783217774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111573107783217774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hateschool.html' title='hateschool'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111554540352467043</id><published>2005-05-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:08:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoodley</title><content type='html'>there can only be one word that i can use to describe yesterday ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha met &lt;strong&gt;kenneth&lt;/strong&gt; at church early.. the idiot asked me so many times to bring the fishbones but when i finally &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; bring them, HE DECIDED NOT TO BUY EVEN &lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;. garrrgghhhh. i am angry. if that isn't obvious, i wish you a great life ahead as you proceed to your stinking filthy warped cell of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me about my &lt;strong&gt;darling(:&lt;/strong&gt;. wah wait till i ask him about ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. later on had this HILARIOUS time with &lt;strong&gt;chloe&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;tiffy&lt;/strong&gt;! wheee(: we should try it more often! and i played for nursery(: and the kiddies were sooooo cute! and and and my &lt;strong&gt;mommie&lt;/strong&gt; says that &lt;strong&gt;elliot&lt;/strong&gt; mixed up our names:\\ and and AND i forgot what i wanted to say now. oops. hahaha(: i miss &lt;strong&gt;bernice&lt;/strong&gt;! and &lt;strong&gt;juer&lt;/strong&gt;! and my &lt;strong&gt;darling&lt;/strong&gt;! -who just went downstairs):- and my &lt;strong&gt;lil' angel&lt;/strong&gt;! and &lt;strong&gt;elaine jiejie&lt;/strong&gt;! and &lt;strong&gt;lindis jie&lt;/strong&gt;! -whom i haven't seen in &lt;em&gt;EONS&lt;/em&gt;!D:- and not forgetting my &lt;strong&gt;liar-uncle&lt;/strong&gt;;P`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall not deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am STRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid m.e.p composition): *sobbbbbb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;em&gt;kindly&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;dhu&lt;/strong&gt;, for SPAMMING my board(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111554540352467043?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111554540352467043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111554540352467043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111554540352467043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111554540352467043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/yoodley.html' title='yoodley'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111521033419792795</id><published>2005-05-04T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:38:54.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu-ed</title><content type='html'>being sick is NOT NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, &lt;b&gt;kenneth&lt;/b&gt; if you still want the layout you asked me to make like a LOOOOONG time back, i've finished doing the codes and stuff, so if you still want it, TELL ME(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to make a new layout for myself.. but.. i'm not sure what to make. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhoh. my printer just got jammed. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. tall skinny underweight guys who gel up their hair in long spikes are DISGUSTINGLY UGLY. they need SERIOUS HELP. and i don't think i'll EVER go to the public washroom at khatib mrt station again. you know what i did on tuesday? i went in, washes my hands, pulled the door open, and BAM! the handle hit the wall so hard it rebounded. my right ear practically went temporarily deaf. i was like UHOH. badbadBAD. and i was like walking as quickly away from the washroom as possible. i thought somebody was going to come and scold me. loll. i was SO SCARED. loll:\&lt;br /&gt;haii. i'm FAT. FAT and UGLY. yuck. i'm so disgusted at myself. haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all the best to anyone having examinations right now!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out that my current literature marks totally suckT.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. go away, flu-bugD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111521033419792795?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111521033419792795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111521033419792795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111521033419792795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111521033419792795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/flu-ed.html' title='flu-ed'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111502566393100426</id><published>2005-05-02T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:21:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/116/2359/640/cover3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/116/2359/320/cover3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! i did this cover for lit. ca haha. it's original. don't worry:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111502566393100426?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111502566393100426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111502566393100426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111502566393100426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111502566393100426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/ohoh-i-did-this-cover-for-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111491251038239006</id><published>2005-05-01T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:59:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheeshness</title><content type='html'>today is going to be some crappified day mann.. &lt;strong&gt;huijia&lt;/strong&gt; still hasn't told me what time she wants to meet me at newton so i can return her book-.-" and anyway.. the day already started off totally nonsensically loll.. my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; made my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; and i play badminton with this pro. .. .. SO EMBARRASSING. i kept missing. it was like swinging at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AIR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. blahT.T and the guy kept giving me and my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; tips lah. but we still missed. and he was laughing. AT US): then played badminton one-on-one with my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; for the first time.. i almost &lt;em&gt;died&lt;/em&gt; haha.. but he said my playing has improved:D yay` my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; was COMPLETELY WET.. even i was drenched -i was wearing a middrift can!- sheesh.. don't like the sun): too hot.. loll.. then went to run around the field with my dog.. he chased me): and he runs so fast! i couldn't catch him! HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am sitting here.. waiting for my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; to finish bathing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WITH MY DOG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. -HAHA- so that i can bathe. COLD WATER! AHHHHH! oh by the way.. i just finished off a whole jug-full -four mugs worth- of &lt;em&gt;COLD MILO&lt;/em&gt;(: with a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot of.. .. .. .. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! ice! whoo! my love! *batters eyelids:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to study):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111491251038239006?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111491251038239006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111491251038239006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111491251038239006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111491251038239006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sheeshness.html' title='sheeshness'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111486624772401235</id><published>2005-04-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:04:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wellwell</title><content type='html'>did i ever tell you how much &lt;strong&gt;joy williams&lt;/strong&gt;' songs rock? no? okae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOY WILLIAMS&lt;/strong&gt;' SONGS ROCK! totally!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye a lot of people owe me money! *&lt;strong&gt;mellaye&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;em&gt;valarie&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;u&gt;sarahleela&lt;/u&gt; *&lt;strong&gt;owen&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;em&gt;sidney&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;u&gt;limin&lt;/u&gt; so pay up, people, pay up! the &lt;u&gt;NICE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;eryn&lt;/strong&gt; is completely broke so she needs her money back(: thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111486624772401235?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111486624772401235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111486624772401235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111486624772401235'/><link rel='self' 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anything&lt;br /&gt;but heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;cos i know&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get&lt;br /&gt;to call you mine&lt;br /&gt;you've never glanced my way&lt;br /&gt;you've never said a word&lt;br /&gt;while i'm wishing&lt;br /&gt;that you could maybe&lt;br /&gt;one day think of me&lt;br /&gt;the way i think of you&lt;br /&gt;but what hope do i have&lt;br /&gt;the answer is none&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even&lt;br /&gt;a shadow of a ghost&lt;br /&gt;in your life, in your memory&lt;br /&gt;to you, i am non-exsistant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111443695650997410?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111443695650997410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>alright</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a promise that you've broken&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life and today is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;And today is all you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life&lt;br /&gt;Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life&lt;br /&gt;Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life&lt;br /&gt;Is it everything you've dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger&lt;br /&gt;and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a kid in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is dead and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life&lt;br /&gt;Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life&lt;br /&gt;Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life is it everything you've dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger&lt;br /&gt;and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Switchfoot - "This Is Your Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the album &lt;em&gt;The Beautiful Letdown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of faith it takes&lt;br /&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Onto the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;And He's holding out His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the waves are calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. 'Boy, you'll never win!&lt;br /&gt;''You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, 'Do not be afraid!'&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, 'This is for My glory'&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant&lt;br /&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;br /&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;br /&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the giant's calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And he laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy you'll never win!''&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;br /&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;br /&gt;From on top of them lookin' down&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;br /&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Singing over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casting Crowns - "Voice Of Truth"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the album &lt;em&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two new favourite songs!(: wOot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111431654190187336?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-9003777.post-111405486540347549</id><published>2005-04-21T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T11:44:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendless</title><content type='html'>so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt;'s the only one who even noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.. but i really have to let this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; only come to me when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; need &lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; "NEED to talk about it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but are &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; ever there for ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; don't even notice that i'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; don't even give a damn, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't carry the burdens of TWO people BY MYSELF, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111405486540347549?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111405486540347549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111405486540347549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i can go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that will be soon(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111371180313815678?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111371180313815678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111371180313815678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111371180313815678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111371180313815678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/iwonder.html' title='iwonder'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111361109072021895</id><published>2005-04-16T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:24:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatarefriends</title><content type='html'>friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that word mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you go around everywhere telling people you're their friend and you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT DO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i THOUGHT that we had some kind of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111361109072021895?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111361109072021895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111361109072021895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111361109072021895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111361109072021895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/whatarefriends.html' title='whatarefriends'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111331433498229232</id><published>2005-04-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:58:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>you don't care, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111331433498229232?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111331433498229232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111331433498229232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111331433498229232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111331433498229232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111311730458779108</id><published>2005-04-10T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T15:17:59.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whyohwhy</title><content type='html'>why why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did it all turn out this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to go around feeling like &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just can't help revisiting the past over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like some &lt;i&gt;wise guy&lt;/i&gt; said -loll- the past is the past. there's no way i can go back. but if i could. would i have acted differently? i told &lt;b&gt;onion&lt;/b&gt; that i was glad i didn't get committed. but sometimes i catch myself wondering whether i did the right things. there's a lot of things that i regret doing now. a whole lot of things. there's a lot of friends that i'm sorry i've lost. people whom were important to me. but our friendships just ended so abruptedly. yeah i'm pretty sure those people don't hate me or anything. it's just.. .. .. as if we've never crossed paths in our lives before. one day talking and joking and the next, nothing. and from then on, silence. i don't like losing friends): especially those whom i thought of almost like brothers and sisters):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this huge hole in me. it just keeps getting bigger and bigger, darker and darker. isn't it sad that i seem to find my non-christians friends closer than my christian ones? no offence to anyone, but it just doesn't feel right): maybe it's cos my friendships with my christian "friends" were just based on AIR. nothingness. so when the time comes when they don't need me present in their lives to help them, everything i thought was real just vanishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad for my pillow. my faithful pillow that never fails to clear up the evidence of my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord&lt;/b&gt;, please help me be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111311730458779108?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111311730458779108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111311730458779108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111311730458779108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111311730458779108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/whyohwhy.html' title='whyohwhy'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111304938740674789</id><published>2005-04-09T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:23:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byebyegwh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did the gold with honours go? down the drain. cos we had eighty-one people and that was ONE person beyong the choir's strength limit. wow. 10% pinalysed. gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY(: &lt;b&gt;twelfth night&lt;/b&gt; wasn't too bad. actually.. it was hilarious(: i really enjoyed it.. AND WHO SAID THAT IT WOULD BE COLD? ohmygosh.. i brought my sweater for nothing): i liked the guy who played &lt;b&gt;the Fool&lt;/b&gt;. don't ask me why.. i just did(: and the guy who played &lt;b&gt;sebastion&lt;/b&gt; is only fourteen! he looked eighteen! i'm serious! &lt;b&gt;mas&lt;/b&gt; was like totally in love with the priest-.-" so lame.. but he was quite cute looking larh.. old man.. short and stout.. really reminded me of some cartoon character.. LOLL(: the guy who played &lt;b&gt;orsino&lt;/b&gt; made him seem so gayish.. yuckiepoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have A LOT of homework): i hate school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111304938740674789?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111304938740674789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111304938740674789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111304938740674789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111304938740674789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/byebyegwh.html' title='byebyegwh'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111252993142542038</id><published>2005-04-03T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:07:08.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dyedhair</title><content type='html'>HOHOHO(: i just dyed my hair back to BLACK): isn't it sad): i miss my old hair colour): it was so nice and orangey.. loll.. the funny thing is the reason why i had to dye my hair back.. my form mistress just caught me on thursday and told me to dye my hair back.. after six long nice months of having had my hair dyed(: oh well.. byebye preddie hair):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooo` went for yf yesterday.. didn't intend to.. but oh well(: talked to &lt;b&gt;linda&lt;/b&gt; before that:D worship was okay.. games was.. .. ummmmmm.. it was supposed to be a "golden opportunity" -or so &lt;b&gt;owen&lt;/b&gt; said- but it was pretty lame.. hahahaha.. &lt;b&gt;welly&lt;/b&gt; was really red after leading though.. &lt;b&gt;ronnie&lt;/b&gt;'s sermon was pretty good.. the last part REALLY sounded like a reply to &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;'s blog entry.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.. and i will fail my amaths ca.. that's 100% for sure.. i'm d e a d. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111252993142542038?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111252993142542038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111252993142542038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111252993142542038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111252993142542038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/04/dyedhair.html' title='dyedhair'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111227075377677394</id><published>2005-03-31T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:05:53.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyperventilating</title><content type='html'>GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY FRENCH CONTROLE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one and a half marks to an A2.. shall try harder to get an A2 for the next one(: WHEE. &lt;b&gt;TANVI&lt;/b&gt; got 70 and a half!:D i was SOOOO happy.. i was like hugging her then i kept poking her and laughing and saying, "you got an A2` you got an A2!" haha i was seriously nutts(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NWEH. i won't be seeing my &lt;b&gt;kingie&lt;/b&gt; anymore): do you know how saddening that is?): and i can't see her this saturday either.. boohoohoo.. and my &lt;b&gt;dawtieChermaine&lt;/b&gt; still hasn't given me my letter.. garhhhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"truth is"&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;b&gt;fantasia&lt;/b&gt; is making me a tad emo.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FREAKING FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O B E S E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO FOR LIPOSUCTION): BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111227075377677394?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111227075377677394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111227075377677394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111227075377677394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111227075377677394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/hyperventilating.html' title='hyperventilating'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111182895337989830</id><published>2005-03-26T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T17:22:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eurhhfood</title><content type='html'>i'm HUNGRY): veryveryvery hungry): where's my food? i'm dying here): hurhurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY &lt;b&gt;TEAM A&lt;/b&gt;! *BOOHOO):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111182895337989830?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111182895337989830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111182895337989830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111182895337989830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111182895337989830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/eurhhfood.html' title='eurhhfood'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111130934481205572</id><published>2005-03-20T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:02:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovemefriends</title><content type='html'>i love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my KiNgie bernice. my dAwtiE ChLoE. my other DaWtiE cHeRmaiNe. my gRaNdDaWtie tiFfaNy. my sadly-kind-of-stupid sOn SidNey. my SiSta LiNdiS. my JiEjiE eLaiNe. my pWeEdDie tRaCy Jie. my cLaRiSsa JiejiE. my SiStEr cAsSie. my bEstiE NiCoLe. MisS jUeR. bRaiNLeSs fOot hUiJia. my cute lil' aNgeL LiaNgHui. my mEiMei WeiLiNg. jiMfisHheaD. uNcLe ShErWin. kEnNetHfatNesS. my SiSta MaSsiE. my fUnkayE dHu. my sWeEt MeLLayE. misS iNnOcEnt JoY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my used-to-be team A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gWacEy. jOy. HiS gAyNesS eNsHeN. LuKe. BiG bRotHeR oWeN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i was bored. hehh. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111130934481205572?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111130934481205572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111130934481205572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111130934481205572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111130934481205572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/lovemefriends.html' title='lovemefriends'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111123893707756751</id><published>2005-03-19T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:33:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solongg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i'll miss my teammmmm): &lt;strong&gt;team A&lt;/strong&gt; rocked! &lt;strong&gt;team A&lt;/strong&gt; will still rock on!(: *ahem! "i give you all my blessings" LOLL;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANETSHAKERS ROCKED. END OF STORY. &lt;i&gt;everybody jump around in the house of &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;! hey hey! jump around!&lt;/i&gt; had lotts of funn(: although the preaching was errrr.. a bit the.. ermmmm.. loll(: I SAW &lt;strong&gt;EPHRAIM&lt;/strong&gt;. IN GREEN. and i didn't realise it was him until he walked past me! like the usual blur me lah! i was like.. "ehh.. i think i know that guy who just walked past.. .." loll.. *slaps self.. then met &lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mellaye&lt;/strong&gt; to get moi tickets(: saw &lt;strong&gt;shannon&lt;/strong&gt; at burger kings` was lining up for food.. it took so lonng! ohmygosh! then had to eat while walking into the marquee.. got scolded.. haha(: saw choir people! *yoohoo! loll;D worship was really great! -I AM GOING NEXT YEAR. I DON'T CARE. WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME?! EH. WAIT. GO FOR HILLSONGS FIRST!!:D- was really drained after that.. saw &lt;strong&gt;enshen&lt;/strong&gt;.. he stared i stared then i realised who it was HAHA.. &lt;strong&gt;my brother&lt;/strong&gt;'s right though.. he looked funnaye.. so tall among his other friends.. like a satay stick among toothpicks or something LOLL! then we took a cab homeee` after spending fifty dollars on cds:\ yikesss` reached home at like 12 am something.. hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEE SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH MY MSN. I CAN'T SIGN IN): grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship today was uhhhh.. screwed.. haha.. oh well.. it's happened.. it's over.. I'M GOING TO MISS MY TEAMM): shall go curl up on my bed.. i'm having band withdrawal symptoms(: -did i spell that right? LOLL- bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111123893707756751?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111123893707756751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111123893707756751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111123893707756751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111123893707756751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/solongg.html' title='solongg'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111102606749351153</id><published>2005-03-17T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:29:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imsoglad</title><content type='html'>i am NEVER EVER going to walk my dog further than the carpark of my block.. i'm not risking having to be followed by some indian man again.. EVER. i was so bloody freaked out okay! i mean i was walking in this damn ulu carpark like really far away from my block larhh.. then i turned around and i saw this indian man walking behind me and looking at me can?!! it was like he just kept looking at me and didn't even bother to turn away leh! i was like.. OkaEee.. then i walked somemore.. and he followed then i was panicking a bit larhhh.. then i decided to make one big circle just in case he wasn't really following me so i suddenly turned around and started walking back the way i came.. and he just kept walking larhhh.. so i thought okay maybe i was wrong.. then i walked past some car.. .. .. .. AND I SAW HIM WALKING BACK TOWARDS ME! i freaked.. serious.. it was seriously damn ulu larhh so i was like praying for God to keep me safe.. then i spotted a few people walking around.. and i quickly walked over there.. it took me a LONG time to get home cos i had to find routes that had PEOPLE around.. then finally i came to a more busy place in my neighbourhood.. there were a LOT of people.. and i didn't see that indian guy anymore.. i am SO GLAD that God kept me safe.. i was chao scared.. really.. maybe i should take up some form of self defence.. *shudders.. i hope this doesn't happen again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy men who stalk me should be HANGED. along with that IRRITATING bitchy-nagger on my tagboard. and that PERSON who goes around pretending to be people he isn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111102606749351153?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111102606749351153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111102606749351153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111102606749351153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111102606749351153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/imsoglad.html' title='imsoglad'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111077251865280441</id><published>2005-03-14T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T15:07:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anemail</title><content type='html'>this is what i wrote to jessy.. but didn't get to send it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hie(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are you? long time no see(: haha.. anyways.. remember you asked me how i am? well, i've decided not to attend yf anymore.. because i don't think that i'm growing spiritually.. so i'm thinking of attending service to see if it'll be any different.. plus i'm finding it very stressful in the band.. because i have to keep chasing after people who aren't even committed to the band things.. and then the people aren't responsible enough to inform me if they cannot make it.. and i sometimes have to remind yls that they are leading and haven't picked songs yet.. i guess there always has to be a person who has to do these things.. but it really worries me about where people have their priorities in.. and that leads me back to the situation about yf.. remember when chloe, bernice and i told you about the whole thing where sometimes we feel that yfers aren't there for the right reason? i know that we're supposed to pray for ourselves and the others.. i still will be.. but i think that i should take a break from yf and see whether it's really me or it's what i'm being exposed to.. i don't know whether you get what i mean.. but basically that's it.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-at this point.. my mum came and told me i should rewrite my letter.. haha(:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh if anybody doesn't like what they see here.. BEAT IT.. this is MY blog.. i'm supposed to write about what I think and not what YOU think I should think.. don't tell me what i should do with MY blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111077251865280441?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111077251865280441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111077251865280441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111077251865280441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111077251865280441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/anemail.html' title='anemail'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111070551053658374</id><published>2005-03-13T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T20:02:30.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itslikethis</title><content type='html'>some "smart" person asked me:&lt;br /&gt;"how come you're not going to go for yf anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't say:&lt;br /&gt;"well it all started out with people like you who aren't committed to what their supposed to do.." could i?&lt;br /&gt;so i just said my other reasons:&lt;br /&gt;"oh.. i don't feel that i'm growing spiritually in yf.. .."&lt;br /&gt;yf's a nice place to make friends with other people.. i assure you.. but then.. it's too often just a place where to get to meet people and form relationships instead of being a place of walking with God..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah.. won't go into detail about what i think of yf.. i've done that too many times.. haha well.. this isn't the first time i've thought of leaving yf.. last year.. i held on cos my mum told me i should, and give yf a bit more time.. but now i've made up my mind.. the whole band thing is the last straw.. i'm not going back.. worse come to worse i'll just join another youth group.. but i doubt i'll do that.. punj might be a bit better.. maybe everyone will be more spiritually mature by then.. if not.. i guess i'll just stay to attending service and helping out with the children's ministry.. whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. i went to johor yesterday!(: it was GREAT! went to city square.. it's like an exact replica of.. ermmmm.. junction 8 cross heeren.. haha:D yeah but i had a loads more crappy time with my family larhh.. we went to the top floor - the one that reminded us all of the top floor of heeren - and we were like just walking around looking for something to buy.. haha(: i was like visiting EVERY SINGLE cosmetic shop to see whether i could get an ideas.. haha.. the people mending the stores must so hate me.. haha.. i stood there looking at EVERY SINGLE THING for the longest time, only to walk away without buying anything(: am i great or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hold on a minute.. need to go whitewash another wall.. *walks away.. .. and comes back twenty minutes later:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back! okayy.. then errrr.. OH YEAH. MY DADDIE AND I WENT CRAZY AT ALL THE SPORTS SHOPS(: but we didn't buy anything.. the sports stuff in johor are SOOOO expensive.. i saw so many nice nike jackets.. but they were too expesive.. *nwehh.. then i came across this simple but nice cheap shirt that cost like only $4.50.. then my mum and i looked at each other and said.. .. "BUY!(:" so i bought it larh! haha.. then went around with my mommie looking for halters and tubes.. loll.. then she was like "arguing" with this shopvendor about the tube until the guy's face black liao.. then i had to pull her away.. loll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh then we had dinner.. my dad was like, "OKAY. order ANYTHING you want!" wahh i went crazy.. .. no larh.. i'm on a diet.. haha.. but i ate this really nice nice chicken curry baked rice thingie.. it had POTATOES. yummm(: and my brother had UNAGI;D i obviously go &lt;i&gt;curi&lt;/i&gt; some lah.. hahahaha.. and my daddie had some delicious seafood spaghetti thing that would have looked totally classy if not for the CRABSTICKS in it! oh well.. after dinner my daddie did some DAMN LAME thing.. .. but i shall not say.. oh gosh.. my stomach hurts from laughing about it.. anywayy.. then do you know what we did after that?! we walked all the way through this totally creepy alley to get to this hotel to have DESERT((: ohmygosh! the SWEET DANEELA is a MUST try! i MELTED after i took the first bite! i think i'm going to dream about that tonight.. haii.. ohoh.. then we went to this place to get our DVDs.. i love that place.. you know why? becaauuuuuuse.. the place where my parents always go to right.. there's this guy right.. whom they've kind of warmed up to larhh.. and he's pretty cute(: and he's nice too! he kept insisting on giving us discounted price.. and he kept smiling.. and i couldn't say a thing.. HURHURR.. i don't care mann.. next time my parents go to johor, i am going to go too.. then go there and look at him.. HAHA:D after that went back to city square and i bought HEELS! finally! a pair of my very own! I LOVE THEM! they're black and they have SPARKLES! wheeee!:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home at like 12am haha(: then went for service at 8.30am.. I SAW MY KINGIE! and now i'm missing her like crazy): oh and WANG ENSHEN! your blue hair is OOGLEEEEEE! i don't like it! garrrrrrr! okay! going to paint the NEXT wall now-.-" my back hurts.. have you ever tried painting your entire room.. BY YOURSELF? i don't think so right.. the roller is so heavy.. *growls.. okayy.. got to go.. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's times like this when i wish that you don't ignore me. that i wish your arms are around me):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111070551053658374?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111070551053658374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111070551053658374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111070551053658374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111070551053658374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/itslikethis.html' title='itslikethis'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-111011778849885472</id><published>2005-03-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:03:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dejavu</title><content type='html'>i want you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;dream of you at night.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is&lt;br /&gt;i don't think that&lt;br /&gt;you think of me&lt;br /&gt;the way i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait and pray&lt;br /&gt;for the day when.&lt;br /&gt;you just might say&lt;br /&gt;"i love you too".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-111011778849885472?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/111011778849885472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=111011778849885472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111011778849885472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/111011778849885472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/dejavu.html' title='dejavu'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110985863898878753</id><published>2005-03-03T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:03:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sniffles</title><content type='html'>by nobe ib gibig be pwobem. or in other words: my signus is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a real stupidly crappy day with &lt;b&gt;mas&lt;/b&gt; today.. she made me laugh until my stomach was like hurting real bad.. haha(: i don't know what i'd do without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAVDA TIMES - PRADA times? - PRATA times?&lt;br /&gt;WEE COLLABORATED - wee CONSTIPATED?! - wee POOH?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl just cracks me up:D oh and i saw a drop dead gorgeous guy at the bishan mrt station today.. i melted(: he was SO gorgeous. *walks off in a daze..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110985863898878753?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110985863898878753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110985863898878753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110985863898878753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110985863898878753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/sniffles.html' title='sniffles'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110968530943616694</id><published>2005-03-01T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:55:09.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peekaboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went out with &lt;b&gt;sidney&lt;/b&gt;enshen&lt;b&gt;cHeRmaiNe&lt;/b&gt;kingie on sunday to celebrate my hottdawtiemei &lt;b&gt;chermy&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday -which is on wednesday.. tomorrow.. MAKE SURE YOU WISH MY dAWTIE I TELL YOU!- waited longlong for the bus.. then when we decided to take a cab.. the bus came.. sheeshh.. loll went to marche to makan(: &lt;b&gt;enshen&lt;/b&gt; was waging a war against his stingray.. and my brainless &lt;b&gt;tofuSon&lt;/b&gt; took two forks instead of one spoon and one fork-.-" he needs for fish and raisins.. sheeshness.. my pweddie hott &lt;b&gt;Dawtie&lt;/b&gt; was having a lil' bi of a tough time chewing her fried sotong with her RETAINERS on(: retainers are so pretty! *faints.. my &lt;b&gt;kingie&lt;/b&gt; was.. well.. being my kingie;D and ROSTI with CHEESE SAUSAGE ruled again! hehh.. after lunch.. we went to watch "Hide and Seek".. &lt;b&gt;enshen&lt;/b&gt; didn't want to watch.. he was scared!;P poor lil' him.. hahaha.. &lt;b&gt;king&lt;/b&gt; kept leaning over me and telling him, "oh this guy's going to die(:" and he was covering his eyes half the time-.-" hahahahahaha.. sunday was crappily funn`&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* i am going for the planetshakers concert. end of story(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hate feeling like this.. first it was HIM.. now i have to get over YOU. did i mention this whole thing sucks?(: whee` night all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110968530943616694?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110968530943616694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110968530943616694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110968530943616694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110968530943616694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/03/peekaboo.html' title='peekaboo'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110908104667912271</id><published>2005-02-22T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:04:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deadtired</title><content type='html'>i'm tired of living.. of having to feel all this all the time.. Lord Jesus, please help me to let You take over all the emptiness in me and give me strength.. help me to find You again.. please.. i hate having to feel so lost at night.. when i reach out and no one is there.. Lord please help me to hear and see You again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110908104667912271?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110908104667912271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110908104667912271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110908104667912271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110908104667912271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/deadtired.html' title='deadtired'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110880772002303350</id><published>2005-02-19T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:08:40.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyorsad</title><content type='html'>(: am i happy? or am i sad? i have absolutely no idea.. i guess i'm happy.. and i guess i'm sad.. i'm just running around in circles.. i guess what i really want to know is: am i really not good enough? what did i do wrong? was i too naive? did i believe in something and hoped that it would hold strong till i was ready? do i still want what i wanted? or do i want something else now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that i'd held on to for three years has just vanished into thin air(: i don't know whether to be relieved or to go kill myself(: now all those struggles i was having within myself and all the times i cried.. they don't matter anymore.. it's all so stupid.. i'd thought that i would never change.. but i guess it has.. after a measely three years.. i'd thought that i would be more faithful than that.. but oh well(: now i guess i'm just wondering whether i'm really that ugly.. whether i'm really that stupid.. it has nothing to do with what i felt cos i think i don't really feel that way anymore.. oh and don't forget useless(: i can't even pass my tests in school.. wow aren't i great or what(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.. what is insecurity? is that what i am? but why should i be when i know &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;? it shouldn't be the way.. is my faith really that weak? there's been so many times when i've stumbled and i haven't been able to pick myself up.. and i still haven't.. cos i didn't turn to &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; to ask &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt; to help me.. i'm sorry, &lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt;.. please forgive me and help me now.. there's so much i don't understand and so much i can't cope with.. i know &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; would only give me what i can manage.. i know that this is &lt;strong&gt;Your&lt;/strong&gt; way of moulding me.. help me to do it right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110880772002303350?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110880772002303350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110880772002303350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110880772002303350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110880772002303350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/happyorsad.html' title='happyorsad'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110844284201835062</id><published>2005-02-15T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T12:47:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soconfused</title><content type='html'>i'm not so sure about &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;'s confusing me): i don't know what's going on now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.. ? &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;.. ? ggahhhhhh!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop confusing me): now i feel like some despo girl-.-" urggggh.. anywayy.. i'm hungry! nweehhh! and i'm sickkk):okay not very sick larhhh.. have headache and my stomach's hurting.. but it was like so much worse yesterday.. my stomach hurt so bad until my hands and legs were weak.. loll.. oh well(: i hope everyone had a nice valentine's dayy!;D didn't get a rose this yeearrr.. *boohooo.. loll! and i'm still hungryy.. haiyoo "i want food! i want food! i want food!" hahahaha.. okay i need to eat.. byee`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110844284201835062?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110844284201835062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110844284201835062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110844284201835062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110844284201835062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/soconfused.html' title='soconfused'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110817453981342250</id><published>2005-02-12T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T10:15:39.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohwow</title><content type='html'>it was just yesterday that i told someone, "i'm fine! i feel great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but look at me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were you when i needed you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is thorns darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest i can't explain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110817453981342250?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110817453981342250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110817453981342250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110817453981342250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110817453981342250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/ohwow.html' title='ohwow'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110743859440325488</id><published>2005-02-03T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:34:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youknowwhat</title><content type='html'>had a really funny time with &lt;b&gt;tanvi&lt;/b&gt; today.. went through raffles city with her to get to the city hall mrt station.. went to esprite &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. we went crazy over the pants there.. they were soooooo nice and soooooooo freakin' expensive.. so sad): haha.. oh by the way.. if you want nice shoes for reasonable prices.. NEVER EVER EVER go to nine west-.-" oh my gosh.. like hello.. how can a pair of flipflop heels cost $159?!!?!! crazy arhhh?!! it's daylight robbery mann.. then somemore two of us gongs walk into that shop.. &lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt; picked up a heel and we glanced at the price tag and we almost FLIPPED i tell you.. then we started laughing like some crazy toots.. haha(: after picking up two more heels we quickly ran out of the shop laughing.. then went to some boutique.. and i was like.. "ehh.. expensive shop.. better not go in.." and &lt;strong&gt;tanvi&lt;/strong&gt; was like.. "ya.. if we could walk into a shop that sells SHOES for $200.. what's a boutique that sells shirts for $100?" loll damn spastic larhh.. then we went to perlini silver.. OHMYGOSH.. now that was totally great.. the new stuff so rock! and so do the prices! we were like drooling over the stuff there larhh.. loll(: i love window shopping with &lt;b&gt;tanvi&lt;/b&gt;.. it's soooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zavbymlmvDvami/$jveym$vz-#v$mFmlvbyz$Bz$xv&lt;br /&gt;/nv)/P!vww$/88v)/P-lmvDCeD)av/$v#)v#z$j88&lt;br /&gt;vmFm$vznvzb-av$/bvbymvnzlabvbyz$xv/$v#)&lt;br /&gt;v#z$j88vEPbv)/PvDlmvDCeD)ava/#meymlm88vww&lt;br /&gt;eym$vz-#vaDjvD$jvnmmCva/vymC;Cmaa88vey/vj&lt;br /&gt;/vzvbyz$Bv/n!vww)/P88vz-#vDCeD)avezayz$xv)/&lt;br /&gt;Pve/PCjv;Pbv)/PlvDl#avDl/P$jv#mvD$jvbm&lt;br /&gt;CCv#mvbyDbvzb-avDClzxyb88vbyDbvzvyDFmvb/&lt;br /&gt;vy/Cjv/$vD$jv$/bvxzFmvP;v/$vCznm88vbyDbv&lt;br /&gt;)/PvC/Fmv#m88&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mushy-.-" anyway.. just wanted to get this across to some irritating person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you.. really.. i don't mind being your friend.. but would you please stop and listen to yourself and think.. i don't mind you coming to me for help and telling me things.. but i have my limits.. don't laugh at me and become all over-sensitive and sarcastic.. especially when i've had a trying day and i myself am trying to figure out my own life.. i'm not a god.. i can't juggle so many hurts pains and problems.. i can't even straighten out my life.. do you really think i can handle yours all the time? please just leave me alone now.. i'm very very tired and i just need a good cry.. just go away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110743859440325488?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110743859440325488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110743859440325488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110743859440325488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110743859440325488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/youknowwhat.html' title='youknowwhat'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003777.post-110734296462585087</id><published>2005-02-02T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T19:16:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nevertellyou</title><content type='html'>how will i ever be able to tell &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.. how i feel? i guess &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;'ll never know ________ (: haha.. to &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;; always know that someone out there loves you;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's outright suicide.. so much homework.. so many c.as! at least two a week! wah liao! the school's sadistic mannn.. trying to smother us with c.as-.-" oh and guess what.. i've become class secretary.. yikess.. let me tell you.. i am &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; responsible &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;.. *dishh! oh well.. have to do homework.. byee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9003777-110734296462585087?l=jamforgod-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/feeds/110734296462585087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9003777&amp;postID=110734296462585087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110734296462585087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9003777/posts/default/110734296462585087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamforgod-.blogspot.com/2005/02/nevertellyou.html' title='nevertellyou'/><author><name>ERYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05245692801348363862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
