<?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-6610221394504630833</id><updated>2011-11-09T04:06:28.310+08:00</updated><category term='revelation'/><category term='Visions'/><title type='text'>James 3: 17</title><subtitle type='html'>But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, willing to yield, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality and without hypocrisy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8207023239563206942</id><published>2010-04-29T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:47:34.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poly life started.. Got to know some new friends. In fact, too much. I even g&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; sabotaged to be the class representative. Anyway, All that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking right now is that what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; to join. I'll be taking part in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NYAA&lt;/span&gt; and joining &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt; Student Union(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TPSU&lt;/span&gt;). And the most amusing thing is that the choir kept asking me to join. Well, as you guys should know, I'm already in my church choir. So what's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; point of joining choir as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;? I must as well join something else. I have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; of CCAs in mind:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kayaking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teakwando&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tennis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music Vox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm currently having lesson. Blog some other time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8207023239563206942?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8207023239563206942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8207023239563206942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2010/04/poly-life-started.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-1567209982748898264</id><published>2010-02-27T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:01:57.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets hope that this won't be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have gotten my results some time ago, but was utterly disappointed. Though I won't say that it's a bad course, but Interactive Media Informatics(IMI) doesn't seems to be my cup of tea. In the first place, I don't get along with IT, so what for do I go for IIT school? I'll be writing a letter into TP to appeal into Design school, hopefully a course of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get into my desired course in bad enough, but can't find a job in e holidays, that's ridiculous. Where am I suppose to get my allowance from? I can't just live off my Dad like that! I mean I didn't even get any CNY clothes. This year's CNY I really felt pathetic. Already I don't have much variety in my wardrobe, or so to say all the clothes were not bought by myself. And yet I still have to wear my old clothes. Got a good scolding from my family. I didn't even have a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to blame myself for being useless. Unable to support myself with a job, or get good results to get into a design course. And most of all, unable to play a decent praise&amp;amp;worship in cell group meetings. No matter how I play, it's so dry, so stagnant. I cannot even help Wai Yin support the presence in the cell group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above these things, I still want to thank God for allowing me to serve Him by putting me in choir. I do not have a great or powerful voice, but I want to praise You. And though I do not have any magnificent clothings, but I'll still going to dress my best to glorify You. I also want to thank God for putting me into Venture Era, and also such wonderful uplines. They've been helping me through promoting me into a Marketing Executive. I believe that I'm able to shine for Him and also give into building fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for putting me in such a wonderful cell group, E492.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;MY LORD&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU&lt;br /&gt;BRING ME BACK TO THE FIRST LOVE&lt;br /&gt;BRING ME TO WHERE YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT COMES IN MY WAY&lt;br /&gt;I WILL STILL FOLLOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH MANY TIMES I WAS TEMPTED TO LEAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOW CAN I BRING MYSELF TO?&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I LEAVE YOU AFTER ALL THAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME?&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SPIRIT&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANT IS FOR YOU TO BE IN MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANT IS TO BE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;I THIRST AND HUNGER FOR YOUR ANNOITING&lt;br /&gt;ABBA FATHER&lt;br /&gt;LET ME RECONCILE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;LET YOUR LOVING ARMS BE WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU JESUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-1567209982748898264?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/1567209982748898264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/1567209982748898264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-hope-that-this-wont-be-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3499941341633097858</id><published>2010-01-18T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:05:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/S1P5TKdSX2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hwYb2t0kBXI/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/S1P5TKdSX2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hwYb2t0kBXI/s320/DSC00401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427956083531603810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Beauty in construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while since I last blog, and I will not know when will the next post be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3499941341633097858?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3499941341633097858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3499941341633097858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2010/01/beauty-in-construction-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/S1P5TKdSX2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hwYb2t0kBXI/s72-c/DSC00401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7901892948006692401</id><published>2010-01-02T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T14:02:18.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxCOy6AhjDI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxCOy6AhjDI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7901892948006692401?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7901892948006692401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7901892948006692401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-964185240282934061</id><published>2009-11-29T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:44:15.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really have to do something about my face. I can see scars and blemishes all over. This seriously affects my confidence yea. And how can I join the Asia Conference 2010 with this complexion? Wai Yin got to be kidding me man. I mean my face looks like a molded orange skin, huge pores all over the place. Too bad I can't afford to do any facials or buy any skincare products that are beneficial to my complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can tone up my body without burning my pocket. I'll try to learn swimming from somebody somehow, and I can go jogging and the fitness area around my neighborhood in the night to burn some calories and build my core strength and muscles. This also save my expenses to the gym(though I don't go there, and even if I did, I don't do anything substantial) and put this week's sermon into practice, keeping a good body condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a job now, I didn't have money to eat yesterday and today. And not eating makes me super tired, I mean yesterday's fellowship was like a chore to me, I felt like sleeping. Anyway, please let me know if any of you has a job to offer yea? Thanks a tons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-964185240282934061?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/964185240282934061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/964185240282934061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-really-have-to-do-something-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6796953018367681714</id><published>2009-11-28T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:24:29.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My com is taking way too long to upload the pictures from my phone. And to add fumes to it, my com is very lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going quite well these few days. But still in search of a job since I'm rotting at home. Not quite fully rotting, cause I'm teaching basic guitar skills to my friends. It's for free, cause I want to ensure that that grow closer to Him. So guitar is actually a very good instrument to bring down the presence of God and draw you closer to Him. There are lots of verses that talks about using musical instruments to please God, but I'm now not really in the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did some blogshopping. The clothes were amazing, but currently no money to buy. That's why I seriously in need of a job to do up my wardrobe. I means its irritating to wear the same thing over and over again. Especially when I'm going to Poly. And if I really get a job, 10%=Tithe, 30%=Shopping, 30%=Guitar, the rest are left to save. It isn't really a fabulous planning, but I think it will do for the time being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6796953018367681714?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6796953018367681714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6796953018367681714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-com-is-taking-way-too-long-to-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8013614278409462109</id><published>2009-11-03T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:19:54.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Qrt89YfMGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Qrt89YfMGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I've promised, a video of what happened to me during my birthday. And Wai Yin tricked me!! Haha.. But it was fun overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' level was outrageously easy. It was simpler than N' level. But that's what makes it so scary, cause there's moderation this year. what makes it worst was that I didn't have to to finish the papers. So sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for today. I think I'll be posting more pictures and videos from now onwards, since I got my phone back. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES LOVES ALL OF YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8013614278409462109?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8013614278409462109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8013614278409462109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-was-what-ive-promised-video-of.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4082572123725847123</id><published>2009-10-29T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:38:17.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, so sorry but I don't think I want to continue with the revelation "1st Week." I mean It 's super long. Ask me about it if you want to know more yea? Cause it's super long and a lot of of summarizing to do. But I think it's worth well for you to know about it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll most probably just give you guys short revelations. And I mean really short ones. Something like a verse o two? Yar, I know it's bad of me to keep you guys waiting, but I promise to keep you guys up with anything fresh to make up for it yea? And I promise to give tell you guys about the "1st Week" if you ask about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4082572123725847123?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4082572123725847123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4082572123725847123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/10/guys-so-sorry-but-i-dont-think-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4972806017925003979</id><published>2009-10-29T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:33:08.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh.. My Birthday was super Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to Weilin I got chili in my eyes. Owww..&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, my eyes was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll b uploading the vids on the next post cus my precious phone went for servicing!!&lt;br /&gt;So Sad..&lt;br /&gt;On yar.. Forgot to let you guys know that I've change my phone to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;W995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;I got it as a birthday gift from my Mum n Big brother. Kinda rare for my bro to get me a present.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I just love the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mummy n Dage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' level start le, but the weird thing is that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S SUPER EASY&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;I even wondered if it was set by the Cambridge,&lt;br /&gt;I mean we don't have stickers like it usually does,&lt;br /&gt;so this year we have to go through the trouble of writing down our names.&lt;br /&gt;And easy paper means higher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MODERATION!! &lt;/span&gt;Haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I won't get to use the com as often le..&lt;br /&gt;My bro hogging it day after day n idle at home.&lt;br /&gt;I mean he seriously have to find something to do, either work or study.&lt;br /&gt;I would encourage him to study, since he only have an N' level cert which HE CAN'T FIND&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering how long more will he remain like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today yea?!&lt;br /&gt;Check out my tweets, I'm lovin' them. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4972806017925003979?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4972806017925003979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4972806017925003979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/10/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3304280321181232384</id><published>2009-10-19T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:43:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted to do up the second part of "The 1st week" today, but so sorry, it was very long. I have been trying to cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; brother will b away for half a year and I'm going to miss him. And partially because I don't want to be with my 3rd brother. I guess I will just move back to my Mum's place after my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;O'levels&lt;/span&gt;.  But that would mean I won't get to blog as often. I'll make an effort to come back once in a while to blog, up until I get my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next Sunday is my birthday. And please do not wake me up at 12midnight because my time of birth was 8 am sharp. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. Hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin will allow me to go for "Extreme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;" on the day itself. I don't mind if I'm going to get bash or anything, I'm just worried if I get to go. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; more worried for my papers the days after my birthday. No doubt about it with the bad results I've given to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Graduation Day" was like a improved assembly. I don't find the point of going through the whole sequence. I'm sure the school can do better than that. I mean over with the 'No Prom Night This Year' thing. But can they at least give us something to remember? A nice performance maybe? The only time when I felt the atmosphere was right was when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rubiah&lt;/span&gt; was giving her speech and when they were playing the video. I guess we will just wait till after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;O'levels&lt;/span&gt; and have the time of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken quite a few pictures in my phone, but the problem now is uploading them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hopefully&lt;/span&gt; I get my new phone soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3304280321181232384?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3304280321181232384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3304280321181232384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/10/wanted-to-do-up-second-part-of-1st-week.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-2788368602149888449</id><published>2009-09-24T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:57:29.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polytechnic.edu.sg/polyguide/Guide.aspx?id=JAE"&gt;Polytechnics Courses Cut-off Points for 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Intake for various Polytechnics:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=A3xsfNT.UrpKPXkAS18j4gt.?p=nanyang+intake+2009&amp;amp;y=Search&amp;amp;fr2=sb-top&amp;amp;fr=yfp-t-101&amp;amp;rd=r1&amp;amp;sao=1"&gt;Nanyang Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.np.edu.sg/admissions/tips/Pages/2009JAECOP.aspx"&gt;Ngee Ann Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rp.sg/admissions/ADmissions_info/howtoapply/2009_Planned%20Intake.asp"&gt;Republic Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sp.edu.sg/SPweb/appmanager/home/default?_nfpb=true&amp;amp;_pageLabel=SP_FS_ADM_JAE_CICOP&amp;amp;_nfls=false"&gt;Singapore Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tp.edu.sg/home/admissions/intakes/adm_gce.htm"&gt;Temasek Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys appreciate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-2788368602149888449?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2788368602149888449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2788368602149888449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/09/polytechnics-courses-cut-off-points-for.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7402191312977750381</id><published>2009-09-01T21:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:32:42.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revelation'/><title type='text'>The 1st week (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>This will not be long. This revelation is on the first seven days in the bible, the beginning of the world. &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These seven days tells us about God being the creator and a little about Him, which is what we should be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genesis 1:1&lt;/span&gt; simply tells us about God being the creator. That he is he Alpha the beginning. This tells me that whenever we begin something, do we put Him first and put the situation or event into His hands. This includes the the way we start our day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is written on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 6:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Seek Him first before anything or situation&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genesis 1:2&lt;/span&gt; let us know that the Holy Spirit was protecting something. But what was He protecting. He was in fact guarding our destinies. Though then it was formless and dark, yet He was putting His stakes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremiah 1:4-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then the word of the LORD came to me, saying:    “ Before I formed you in the womb I knew you;    Before you were born I sanctified you;  I ordained you a prophet to the nations.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you seek business partners or investors, you have to show them a form of proof to make sure that the risk is shallow. But God on the other hand does not feel the need to see the proof that you will succeed. Instead, He have faith in you and supports you even before even before you can affirm Him. He will back us up even when we have no back up plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He will always be there watching over you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will continue the rest of it next time. So sorry that I didn't quote other verses from these but it was cause I'm tired. Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7402191312977750381?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7402191312977750381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7402191312977750381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-week-part-1.html' title='The 1st week (Part 1)'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6155798787463530825</id><published>2009-09-01T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:58:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew.. Just went to see the doctor to yesterday to ensure that my foot is okay yesterday. And the result, PERFECTLY FINE! The doctor find my accident very dramatic and that it's a miracle that I don't have any serious injury on me. The reason for my aches are due to the shock received by my muscles. Its said to be a sprain or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied a little on Chemistry yesterday. So stop saying that I don't study, or I will bite you. Grr.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll will go one to share a revelation now on the post on the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6155798787463530825?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6155798787463530825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6155798787463530825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/09/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-5409655372868807043</id><published>2009-08-26T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:48:24.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fell, bounced and swung down the stairs from the top of the overhead bridge this morning. And I literally meant bounced and swung. Two parts of my body were injured, my left foot(not the ankle) and my left thumb. The foot was the one that really irritated me the whole day. It's now bandaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken quite a few pictures these few days. really wish to up load them, but there seem to be some problem with my blog. And trust me, they are not about people any more. Well, not exactly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-5409655372868807043?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5409655372868807043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5409655372868807043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-fell-bounced-and-swung-down-stairs.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-5019433886122612998</id><published>2009-08-23T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:37:32.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday was my Mum's birthday, and I did not get to do anything for her this year. Tan Weiling's birthday was yesterday and still I did not celebrate it with her, though she had been asking me out for ages. I'm sorry guys. I'll try to make it up to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watch "Love of Siam." It's a good movie. Very touchy. I watched it through Youtube by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-5019433886122612998?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5019433886122612998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5019433886122612998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-was-my-mums-birthday-and-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6719789577712468047</id><published>2009-08-20T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:14:15.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be having my O' level English Oral tomorrow. Not that I worry about failing, just that I want to do well for my oral. I'm aiming for 36 again. Wish me all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally finished reading Eclipse. But frankly speaking, the story is getting more boring each time. It's so predictable on what's going to happen next. But the story is still worth reading. It adopted a few words which can be applied in my English compositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish reading Eclipse in the school library ultimately, and hence went ahead to borrow Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something interesting to add in, while I was reading, I saw Tommy with his classmates. but he gives me an impression of maturity among his friends. A sense of authority. Perhaps it's due to his circle of friends he hangs out with. I always do feel a little jealous of them. But I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a century since I last played basketball with my friends, which was seriously crazy. But I did injure some people as usual. The funny this was that I kept having my arms around a guy, whom I barely know for a day, when I was trying snatch his ball. He was physically smaller than I am, very agile. He is a very good player I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just listened to some songs. Here's a few. hope you enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CAWTG2VUtc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CAWTG2VUtc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R12QVtuB0_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R12QVtuB0_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6719789577712468047?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6719789577712468047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6719789577712468047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-be-having-my-o-level-english-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8115546048920176655</id><published>2009-08-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:29:07.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I checked my yahoo email today. Pretty scary I would say. It has been a while since I take a look at it. But it's irritating that most of the emails are from Friendster. Some emails are scams to trick you into telling you to give them your bank account number. Kinda annoying I would say. I thought there was anything interesting inside. My hotmail cannot be open, not too sure why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really need to find someone to push me to study. I just simply don't have any fighting spirit. And it have to take more than one person to push me, take a look at my size. Samuel is helping, and I appreciate and love him for that, but I think he alone cannot push me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet is getting more lag. Especially when I am logging in to Facebook and Blogger, they get on my nerves when ever i cant see the full page. Therefore I can't put any pictures. But I'm sure many are happy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8115546048920176655?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8115546048920176655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8115546048920176655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-checked-my-yahoo-email-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8712971999636179153</id><published>2009-08-17T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:17:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been official that I flunked my prelims. I just can't find the push within me. Any help here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8712971999636179153?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8712971999636179153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8712971999636179153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-been-official-that-i-flunked-my.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-5571702481813804622</id><published>2009-08-14T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:43:54.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is something wrong with my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-5571702481813804622?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5571702481813804622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5571702481813804622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-is-something-wrong-with-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-990147785366817794</id><published>2009-08-05T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:51:36.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to fail my prelims. I can see it. Right now I only left with 2 papers. Science Paper 1(MCQ) and Paper 5(practical). I'm not even sure about my practical, and there's no way for me to practice it. Argh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found the chords that I need for cell group tomorrow, but haven't try out the chords. These chords are found in the forums so not too sure if it's reliable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also kinda sick these few days. Liters of phlegm are in my body. I'm not too sure if I can help Wai Yin to bring up the atmosphere by singing. But I'll try. Just pray that I'm healed, and the whole cell group as well. They are the ones that bring down the presence of God. I am only there to motivate you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was suppose to be at Shelby's house playing with her kitten, Sushi. But unfortunately Shindy fell sick and we postpone it to later date. But I'll be going for bible study later. It'll be great I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll off to play my guitar now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-990147785366817794?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/990147785366817794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/990147785366817794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-to-fail-my-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-177419980890283665</id><published>2009-07-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:27:06.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelims started this week. Had a few papers already, but don't think I did very well. I'll just have to trust God and wait for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched a few videos, but none of them suits to be displayed here. But don't worry, I'll still try to keep you guys updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be Festival Of Praise(FOP) and City Harvest 20th Anniversary. It'll be awesome. I'm really looking forward for it, especially the anniversary services. Specially designed CHC glass block will be given to attendance of the 1st anniversary service, and I'll be there to get it, though there will be other gifts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, I went to the gym a few times this week and injured my right middle finger. If you wanna ask me what happened, I was carrying the weight, but Winston said something that made me drop the weight on my finger. Ouch.. So it's a little painful when I bent it and I still cant bend it all the way down. Kinda irritated by it cause I can't hold anything without bending it, or else it'll seem like I'm scolding someone. So do pray for me yea? it still hurts. Ow.. And I'll be clenching my right fist from now till my finger regains it's energy. So don't go thinking I'm angry or anything. Ow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new wave is coming up. A new song. A new Chapter. It is beating in my heart. It's placing a zest of joy in my life. It's swirling within me, as though calling out to me. And this surely will renew my life, turning my old self and set a new rhythm to it. But still, some things are hard to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-177419980890283665?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/177419980890283665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/177419980890283665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/07/prelims-started-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6516224833216492670</id><published>2009-07-26T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:24:59.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QuB3kr3ckYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QuB3kr3ckYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to saw this video on Chaiern's blog. It'll totally spoil your appetite so warning, DO NOT EAT WHILE APPRECIATING THIS VID. Thank you. Hope you enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me about today cause I did nothing interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6516224833216492670?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6516224833216492670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6516224833216492670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-happen-to-saw-this-video-on-chaierns.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6949793343615206679</id><published>2009-07-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:29:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There isn't anything to post about today. I'm just here to notify everyone that my blog start up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, these few days have been really tough for me. I can actually feel being stretched and that everyone around me is pushing in to encourage me while on the verge of giving up on me. I really appreciate these people a lot and really don't want to put all your efforts to waste. This time is very different from the encouragements given in the past, but this time, everything and everyone come pushing and encouraging this big guy at the same time. I am impressed, amazed and moved by this. Surely this is beyond the ordinary, this is God's doing I'm trying my best now not to forsake everyone's hope one me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep you guys updated on this blog and if you have any encouraging words or quotes to tell me regarding any post, for instance this one, tell me using the comments so I can keep track of it and come back to be inspired again and again in the future. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6949793343615206679?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6949793343615206679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6949793343615206679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-isnt-anything-to-post-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3495844826249745131</id><published>2009-05-17T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:32:18.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no adventure to tell of today as I stayed at home all day. Come to think about it, I never did. At most I will just post some videos I viewed today. I did have some fun the few days before. I will just mention them briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's paper is a goner as I was sleeping. Lets hope for the better for my prelim and O' level. Then I went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; as I do not want to sweat. So I went to admin and played with Gabriel's laptop and watch some videos. Happy tree friends, guitar and dance videos to be exact. I then went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cell group&lt;/span&gt; meeting which was terrific. We have to write down our desires. As for mine, I just wrote it down today. I want to greater serve God and people with what I have, and I want to go to TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was wonderful. Accompanied Wei Lin with her bible study with Natalie and Jaslyn, which inspired me to give bible study a little. Met up the rest of the cell group members to go for Jurong West service. It was truely a blessing as pastor talked about the 5 smooth stones of David. We then rushed for the bus for the Expo service. Dr. Kim Sung Hae was really cute and interesting, though to tell you the truth, I missed out what she saying half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo when I was young. Missed the times.&lt;br /&gt;Ronson, Dad, Johnson, Benson, Mum, Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA06mptyZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/omzu4Nuv0uk/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA06mptyZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/omzu4Nuv0uk/s320/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336823739846609298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 brothers together.&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Ronson, Benson, Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA06RSH2zI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W6hZ2xVJsKQ/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA06RSH2zI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W6hZ2xVJsKQ/s320/DSC00432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336823734110509874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum in her twenties. Pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA07Mh3EzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2uon3odAkzM/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA07Mh3EzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2uon3odAkzM/s320/DSC00434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336823750014210866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy is awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1xRARmrorGU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1xRARmrorGU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dance troup as well. Their synchronization is very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/FDLkigM1Ir8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/FDLkigM1Ir8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are some interesting commercials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BaQI-nWgKwQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BaQI-nWgKwQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/SbYTuBV4Ebo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/SbYTuBV4Ebo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3495844826249745131?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3495844826249745131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3495844826249745131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-no-adventure-to-tell-of-today-as.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/ShA06mptyZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/omzu4Nuv0uk/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-243590598460084816</id><published>2009-05-13T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:27:27.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;Look what I found in the net, Alvin's birthday celebration. Jealous of it as I never have bithday celebrations like this.&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NpfgFLklaSE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NpfgFLklaSE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Physics and Social Studies paper was difficult, or maybe it was cause I was sleeping half of the time. Well, I was really tired then. I guess I am going to fail then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deyuan, Winston, Chen Sheng, Alan, Samuel and I had lunch in the canteen today. And guess what, I was too tired to eat. The food was in front of me and I literally forced myself to eat it. Normally I will polished off the plates, but there were obvious leftovers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to practice our volleyball, or maybe you can call it play. Instead of joining in the fun, I was resting under the baking hot Sun, playing with a paper plane(sorry but I tend to be a little random sometimes, especially when I am tired) and joined them after that. Joshua then hitch on, played tennis and left for tuition together with Dennis and Zi Yu. Everything ended at around 5pm and everyone went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-243590598460084816?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/243590598460084816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/243590598460084816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4379648943064349879</id><published>2009-05-11T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:36:48.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid-year exam has already started and everyone is getting ready for the papers. Just today, Shelby asked a few of us out to study for Social studies and Physics. They woke me up at 11 am to meet them up at Princess Mac and I actually reached there at 1.30 pm. Not forgetting Eleen calling me at 11am as well to invite me to her house, but I decline the invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were Shelby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deyuen&lt;/span&gt;, Chen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;, Donovan, Samuel, Winston and myself there studying, or better to say that they were studying. But I did study a little, so do not say that I was idling there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies aside, we also played some silly but fun games. We played "Hangman" and "True or Dare." Though I will not give your the contents of the game. But it certainly was fun and it has been quite long since I last played these games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures as well, though I am not allowed to post any of the photos. In fact, I cannot post any pictures of my friends as they do not like it. But seriously, I wonder what joy is there when we cannot share it with others. I understand that some of them do not like their pictures taken, but worse yet posting and sharing it with others. But you guys cannot just ask me to change my post and take away the pictures just like that. This is my blog. I want to share my moments with others, since I do not have much myself. And quit telling each other the pictures I have of them. I want them to come and take a look at it themselves and smile, not hearing from someone and think that I post some "unglam" pictures of them. I have seen better "worse" pictures, they are in  &lt;a href="http://charmaine-jazelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chaiern's blog&lt;/a&gt;, and people enjoyed the pictures and the ones with their pictures taken just smile in embarrassment a little and got on with it. I have actually thought of doing an e-album to keep the memories and share it with everyone. But what is the point if no one appreciates it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am going to say this though I know some of you may thing I 'bhb', I appreciates people taking pictures of me,  I do not mind. I mean if every picture I am about to post have to seek the permission of someone else defeats the purpose of me posting it and even more having a blog. Below are just some pictures that I can post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Draft of Bee Hwa's birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the idea came from Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SghtmImi3nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/os6oD0F7Chw/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SghtmImi3nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/os6oD0F7Chw/s320/DSC00396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334634260531961458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a picture of myself when we were studying just now.&lt;br /&gt;I also took pictures of myself with them, but they just warned me not to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SghtmQGrUTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/98y5jknnlHc/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SghtmQGrUTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/98y5jknnlHc/s320/DSC00414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334634262545781042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this cat napping on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;Cute isn't it? Though "unglam" for a cat.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should seek permission of the cat before posting this pic?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/Sghtl4pajqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eITgXeWTZ9k/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/Sghtl4pajqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eITgXeWTZ9k/s320/DSC00395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334634256249032354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4379648943064349879?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4379648943064349879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4379648943064349879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-year-exam-has-already-started-and.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SghtmImi3nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/os6oD0F7Chw/s72-c/DSC00396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6604014815249908816</id><published>2009-05-10T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:29:46.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEI LIN!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HWA&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Natalie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt; in the noon to do some cards. Then had an inspiring discipleship with Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xiu&lt;/span&gt;. Though it was about rising up, which I do not think I am ready yet because firstly, I am not discipline in my punctuality. Secondly, I do not have a good countenance. Thirdly, I am not a good example. I am sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service, I kinda neglected William as  had Bee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hwa's&lt;/span&gt; birthday to prepare. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had whole lot of fun and we replaced flour with water this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; round and it was really great, besides the fact that some water balloons fell off the second floor. How I wish that my birthday would be this exciting, but it never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin talked to the core members before we all make our way home. She felt burdened for the cell group's discipline, which was what I had in mind as well. She urged me once again to rise up but I remain silent. Natalie too urged me to rise up but I told her the reasons why I do not think I should. The fact is that I would like to help Wai Yin with the cell group as I am too burdened for my leader, for my cell group. Just that I do not think it is time for me yet. But then to say, "When is?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 10-ish pm when we left the place and I went to look for my mum. Waited for the the second hand to struck at twelve before wishing my mum a Happy Mother's Day. After which I came home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6604014815249908816?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6604014815249908816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6604014815249908816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-wei-lin-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-1491990075062637432</id><published>2009-05-06T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:07:49.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The English paper today was difficult, or was it just that I was dreaming? I did not remember what did I write half of the time. Come to think about it, I never remember any of the papers I have done. Have I been taking papers unknowingly? Awesome! But I do remember my Paper 1, Section A, I chose the topic "Values." I wonder what did I write. At least I am aware that I got back my guitar. Took a little pictures while waiting for the papers to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBsjd9RXeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7k0Zj3tu13k/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBsjd9RXeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7k0Zj3tu13k/s320/DSC00390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332381315399507426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBsjDikTZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AOaGT1wCFFI/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBsjDikTZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AOaGT1wCFFI/s320/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332381308308180370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet up with William, together with Katherine, Eleen and their friends. We went to his house and he told us to wait for us at the fitness area which he took 55 minutes to meet us. Good thing there was an old lady chatting with me with her baby grandson, Jarren. I think that is how you spell his name though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really tired today. I did some silly things like walking around Bao Wang's flat, which is 20 storeys  high. William and Martin went all over the place to find me. They found me eventually and William realize that I was really tired and bored. So he kept persuading me to go home and sent me off at the bus stop. Then everything else went off as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-1491990075062637432?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/1491990075062637432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/1491990075062637432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/english-paper-today-was-difficult-or.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBsjd9RXeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7k0Zj3tu13k/s72-c/DSC00390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-2859957239384431926</id><published>2009-05-04T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:48:24.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school on Friday, but there was the Men's Meeting. I was late and had to sit in the overflow room and trust me, it was nothing compare to the auditorium itself. The topic was rather confidential as it was more of a men's talk. After which I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; Mac and met up with Natalie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; En, Victor, Kenneth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; Yong. I did not expect to meet them, especially seeing Daryl and his three other female classmates there as well. Sorry for not remembering your names if you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kenneth's house, did nothing, and back to Mac again to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin and the others for study group and tuition. Donovan came to study with us as well, though we both agreed that it is not a very conducive place to study in as it was noisy and cramped. By the way, I saw Kelvin, Eleen, Man Ho, Katherine two other Ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yians&lt;/span&gt; studying there as well, though they were not with us. Wei Lin used my phone to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBtQYv2iaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qQuNJxUF_W8/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBtQYv2iaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qQuNJxUF_W8/s320/DSC00387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332382087095159202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBtQp3koXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ORLurzW1yqA/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBtQp3koXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ORLurzW1yqA/s320/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332382091690942834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not studying over there, instead, walking around and chatting with people. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; Yin manage to get me to sit down and do my work after giving bible study to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; En.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole tuition, everyone went home and I went to look for my Dar Dar William to do some things. Then long story, which followed by me almost missing my last bus to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday and Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously blown away by Dr Stephan K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Munsey&lt;/span&gt; during service on Saturday and Sunday. Trust me, he was incredible. Instead of preaching, he acted out the sermon, as in he acting it out without any props or equipment. He modernized the gospel to relate it to us. It was awesome. I am really looking forward for him to come again and I will ask Samuel Lee along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go to school today but do some self study at home. Mid-year exam is starting tomorrow with English paper 1 and 2 first, followed by A. Maths paper 1 on Thurs. I will go going of to cut my hair now. See you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-2859957239384431926?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2859957239384431926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2859957239384431926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-no-school-on-friday-but-there.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SgBtQYv2iaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qQuNJxUF_W8/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7458864085599572363</id><published>2009-04-28T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:38:39.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back once again. Not a lot of stuff happened, just that I sprained my ankle when I was playing basketball, and this took longer than the ones I had before to heal. It has been roughly a week since then and I can still fell the pain. I even ran for my 2.4km run with it. Good thing it does not hurt when I was running. Perhaps it was because I was walking then. But I think I did manage to get a pass for it, just a pass will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my confidence level, I am building it up slowly once again. I believe that my confidence this time will not falter, at least not any time soon. I am trying to bring up my favor in singing once again as well. Or maybe not the favor but the yearn to improve. Hold on, not just only will I improve on my singing, but my studies and my motivation. Though the motivation part have to put some effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too want to improve my relationship with people and God. But I have to apologize to some people that I have done wrong to by staying silent and giving some sort of attitude problem. I just wanted to calm down a bit and sort out some of the things, just like the past. And about not being open up to you guys, there are some things that I am not ready to let it out to you guys. I know it sound kinda selfish but I will try as these things takes time. Sometimes I just do not know how to bring it up to you guys. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly about today, Boon Kim drove me up the walls when he kept asking teacher questions and chatting with her. I eventually quit doing the paper though there were questions left unread.&lt;br /&gt;But sincere apologies to those in the class when I showed an attitude problem just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just random pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGROUntI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CTY4rlCtixw/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGROUntI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CTY4rlCtixw/s320/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749682439888594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2007 Birthday Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGjlmU0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/a-0Eis7nVkc/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGjlmU0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/a-0Eis7nVkc/s320/DSC00316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749687369356098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2008 Birthday Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGwNGbWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/r8uCzpTVrZo/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGwNGbWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/r8uCzpTVrZo/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749690756263266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class Logo that I have drawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGqsIMQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aJRHrBBhV5Q/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGqsIMQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aJRHrBBhV5Q/s320/DSC00363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749689275789570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely cousin Ching Fong that asked me out to Escape theme park, thouh most of the ride were not open. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7458864085599572363?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7458864085599572363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7458864085599572363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-back-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SfcTGROUntI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CTY4rlCtixw/s72-c/DSC00305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-917839281863791351</id><published>2009-04-02T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:05:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back. My apologies for not blogging for such a long time. I did not have any chance to use the computer for the past few days. I gonna skip the long stories. All I have to say now is that I am kinda stressed up in school. Having my Ez-link card confiscated, teachers demands, and my mum having to come to school tomorrow to meet the teachers to collect my report book makes me really distressed. The worst thing is that I cannot go for any of the prayer meetings this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also grown fatter these few days. Actually, I have seen it coming as I am not doing anything. Most probably I will start exercising again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seems to be running very fast in secondary 5 life. Even though the hardships are there for our good, but is it not too much? Assignments cannot be finished even if I make an effort to do them. Sometimes I truly think that it might b better if I self study at home. But teachers have yet to finish the syllabus. All I want now is some breathing space, is that too much to ask for? But I do believe that things are going to turn out well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-917839281863791351?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/917839281863791351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/917839281863791351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4524946095097513735</id><published>2009-03-07T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:54:25.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days were depressing. I only pass two subjects for my Common Test, which is Additional Maths and Mathematics. I did not get through the auditions for Ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Idol(my school) and the cast for the movie "Fighting Spiders", which is today. But everything is still quite passable. I seriously feel like screaming at the top of my voice, letting everything out. I think it is perhaps the weather and the stress I am getting in school. Though there were some pleasant and laughable times as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start off with what happened today, summarize the events later on and ending off with the pictures that I have took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shimin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today for cell group, but had fun in the train. We took the train to the new train station that opened just recently, Pioneer, to go Victor's house for cell group. We bought our lunch there and walked our way to our destination. We ate our lunch and hang around while waiting for the rest to arrive.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Weiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; me a question that put me on the spot. She asked whats the thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dangling&lt;/span&gt; under Victor's dog's tail(it is a male). I was speechless as I have no idea on how to explain it to her. Cell group started late today, which makes everything in a rush. I then excuse myself and went to meet Shelby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the audition for "Fighting Spider" at Marina Square. I only had two hours to memorise my lines. But I did not get in a lost my words on stage as plans changed to that two person will act together instead of one during my turn. I felt that I manipulated my partner for not getting in. Shelby tried as well but too did not get in because of her partner. Felt dreadful for the rest of the day, we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and proceed home after that. Did I mention that Vivianne was there as well? We met her by coincidence and she got in. Congrats Vivianne and all the best for the following rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is pretty silly on how people are able to fight over little issues. There was a time I saw two uncles having a dispute over alighting the bus. I do not have the details of it. All I know was that one uncle was in the way as the uncle behind wanted to alight. Without a word, he pushed the uncle in front of him. When they were at he bus stop, they threw words at one another, and before you know what was happening, words turned into punches. We might think that it is absurd, two men in their forties fighting? Childish. But though we may think like this now, sometimes we ourselves also do some foolish things that we all we can do is smile at them when we recall them in the future. I mean we have no point baring a grudge over this kind of this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was perhaps the worst day this week. I was late for school and had to copy the whole code of conduct. I got the news that my school was hosting a Ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Idol. I had no preparation and sang "I lay my love on you" this was the only song I know how. I was then rejected. The teachers said that my voice is too weak as I sort of overdid it. But Shelby And Hydir did got in. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Guang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Xiang&lt;/span&gt; house later and he taught me guitar. I totally appreciates it as this brightens my whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the pictures, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met Yvonne and Biqi(my childhood friends) by coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines Mall Ajisan with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaEpr_Z4I/AAAAAAAAADk/1plnp8fgevA/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaEpr_Z4I/AAAAAAAAADk/1plnp8fgevA/s320/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757790300465026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne reminds me of Kristy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgRn2KUI/AAAAAAAAADc/hbGsDxdcjrA/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgRn2KUI/AAAAAAAAADc/hbGsDxdcjrA/s320/DSC00573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757165365340482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Foong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZflZO4BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NVjL2W-BVZE/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZflZO4BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NVjL2W-BVZE/s320/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757153492885522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Divya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZfyeYD4I/AAAAAAAAADE/gtkmnYrrUW4/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZfyeYD4I/AAAAAAAAADE/gtkmnYrrUW4/s320/DSC00558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757157004119938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Ling&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgLgS-BI/AAAAAAAAADU/GUtDaRe5cEE/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgLgS-BI/AAAAAAAAADU/GUtDaRe5cEE/s320/DSC00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757163723061266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fauzan&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgAwx4PI/AAAAAAAAADM/V-fLthprdmw/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOZgAwx4PI/AAAAAAAAADM/V-fLthprdmw/s320/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757160839405810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chen Sheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWdHrZIdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W3XMvkFZSuk/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWdHrZIdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W3XMvkFZSuk/s320/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753812621369810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWcwR5NhI/AAAAAAAAACs/a91Yko2RQ8Y/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWcwR5NhI/AAAAAAAAACs/a91Yko2RQ8Y/s320/DSC00554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753806340404754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donovan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWce6o2kI/AAAAAAAAACc/oEe89VcxcKU/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWce6o2kI/AAAAAAAAACc/oEe89VcxcKU/s320/DSC00536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753801679460930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWcNnyGXI/AAAAAAAAACU/UYOFLWz-5ww/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOWcNnyGXI/AAAAAAAAACU/UYOFLWz-5ww/s320/DSC00535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310753797036972402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two pictures were edited,&lt;br /&gt;but I think they look really nice.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOauVdHtTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uf6pQnjRSKA/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOauVdHtTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uf6pQnjRSKA/s320/DSC00635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310758506423891250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFv8bleI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0e7V2zc_0qI/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFv8bleI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0e7V2zc_0qI/s320/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757809159902690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shindy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFRvLMwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3cAkVq-xTMQ/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFRvLMwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3cAkVq-xTMQ/s320/DSC00638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757801051239170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFF5QbHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wIckpO9VJoo/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaFF5QbHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wIckpO9VJoo/s320/DSC00639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757797872299122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaE_mqYdI/AAAAAAAAADs/aJOqUYoRazs/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaE_mqYdI/AAAAAAAAADs/aJOqUYoRazs/s320/DSC00641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310757796183695826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pictures were taken while I was waiting for bus at Expo.&lt;br /&gt;Was really bored then.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOauly0XfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WnbnUsk6MQU/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOauly0XfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WnbnUsk6MQU/s320/DSC00611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310758510809865714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaunbkQCI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SPZpJMd22pQ/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaunbkQCI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SPZpJMd22pQ/s320/DSC00613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310758511249211426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4524946095097513735?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4524946095097513735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4524946095097513735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-few-days-were-depressing_08.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SbOaEpr_Z4I/AAAAAAAAADk/1plnp8fgevA/s72-c/DSC00578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7891010324524495335</id><published>2009-02-21T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:45:22.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new Jurong Point is definitely females paradise. So guys, beware of your girlfriends when you bring them there. We had our service at Jurong West this week. It brings back fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service, the whole cell group played board games. I used to think that it is bored games. I played Monopoly with Victor, Wei Long, William, Andrew and a girl that I her name I never knew. I won the won the game with $4650, all the railways and utility board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we played a very stupid passing message game. We were getting a lot of attention from the whole cabin until a women came to us and requested us to keep the volume down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I reached home, I realized that I can actually upload pictures from my phone to the computer via another cable of mine. So cool. I will be uploading pictures that I took last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA4h14ywPI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q4ukkqknw3o/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305302515094569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA4h14ywPI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q4ukkqknw3o/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA4pXVlQRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KoUHum_4_Qc/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305302644332773650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA4pXVlQRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KoUHum_4_Qc/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sunset was taken on the first day of year 2009 at East Coast Park. Too bad, the clouds are blocking the Sun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA5TITi2yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V7-Y2RAraes/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305303361852201762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA5TITi2yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V7-Y2RAraes/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Jaslyn sent me a lame message today. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;He came at night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Explored my body..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Got on top of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Touched me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Bit me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Sucked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Swallowed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;When he was satisfied..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;He left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;I was hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Damn mosquito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7891010324524495335?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7891010324524495335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7891010324524495335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-jurong-point-is-definitely-females.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_AElKx2O54/SaA4h14ywPI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q4ukkqknw3o/s72-c/DSC00483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-48107844710356927</id><published>2009-02-18T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:14:43.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously do not feel like waking up today. Reached home past midnight yesterday to work on my CME project last night. It was suppose to be a group work and I ended up doing alone, but of course with a some help from Shindy. A lot of thing happened and I finally got my project printed out. I was actually kinda discourage when I saw other groups' work. But once I saw mine, I felt safe and secure. All my group members love it, especially the discriptions I have done for them, it was as though I was in their mind. The teacher on the other hand, love the quotes that were inside. My quote is from Leonardo da Vinci. He said, "&lt;span class="body"&gt;Art is never finished, only abandoned." And I totally love it. Teacher said that ours might be one of the highest in class cause our work is original. Too bad that I cannot make it into a book, or teacher will give me full almost full marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both yesterday and today I did something different from what I usually do, and it brought quite a bit of trouble and distractions. But these are nothing. It actually made my day filled with more fun and suprises. Therefore,  be open to changes, or make it yourself, you will not know what kind of surprises youwill get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-48107844710356927?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/48107844710356927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/48107844710356927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-seriously-do-not-feel-like-waking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4666700192752816617</id><published>2009-02-14T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:58:33.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my service, and it was awesome, though I kinda know what is it about and the message is not for me currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for all the prayer meeting this week and it was powerful. Wai Yin told me that do expect something from God if I go, so I got it, a few revelations. I will share it with you if you ask me, dun want to post this entry too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get to go for Poh's lesson this week. It was terrific. Poh is my church's guitarist and he is a professional, so better not underestimate him. One of the thing that I really learn from him was that being creative with your time with God during your quiet time. It was amazing. He also told us the difference between being interested and being committed things. The main point is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;commitment is that there are no excuses, whether if it is rain or shine, you will still do it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer meeting also allow myself to get back together. Thank God for it. And by the way, the reason I went for the prayer meetings are not for the reward that the church give, but the reward that God gives. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Valentine's Day was not successful. I failed to write the song that I was suppose to. The bookmark that Guang Xiang made only has his picture in it as all the brothers do not hav the time. The sparklers that were meant to suprise the sisters were not able to be lighted on time. We still hav fun in it though, and I also got a brownie from Luke. That is so sweet of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am through for today. I am going to have to brownie now to make sure that I have a good dream tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4666700192752816617?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4666700192752816617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4666700192752816617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all-just-came.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3863497724684561461</id><published>2009-01-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:43:27.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for leaving you out to rot for so long. No choice, I have to write English journal everyday. So you will not expect me to write the same things twice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets cut all the boring stuffs in school and go straight to the point. I went to look for my Mum today and she wanted to give me a hundred bunks to get myself at least one set of Chinese New Year clothes. But I did not want to accept it, not that it is too little, but I just feel that I should not be taking money from her when her income is already low. I told her that I will not accept a single cent from her  but she insisted that I should a least take fifty bucks to get myself a top. I accepted it reluctantly and went to get my dinner. While I was eating, my mum caught me crying and asked me what happened. But it was actually the fifty dollars that she has given, I felt there was no point of me accepting that money. I insisted on giving it back to her, promising her that I will let her know if I have any need, and she took it back. When I was about to leave, I saw my mum's eyes being puffy and face being red. These are signs of my mum crying. I cannot help but tears starts flowing down once again when I walked towards the bus interchange. Have I done any wrong to my mum? But I know that I have let her down by not accepting it. She felt that it is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3863497724684561461?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3863497724684561461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3863497724684561461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry-for-leaving-you-out-to-rot-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6972368025410121177</id><published>2009-01-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:40:13.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my cell group multiplication day, whereby we are divided into two cell groups. It was held at Sheila's house condominium function room. The whole place was beautifully decorated and also very spacious. We played some games, sang a few praise and there was the appreciation ceremony. I got the loyal award, together with Wei Long, William, Andrew and of course Chaiern, the most loyal member in E456.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time came to announce the allocation of cell groups, everyone was really scared and anxious. Each of us is given a number, and as soon as your number is called you will know where you belong. I was the second to came out and know my new group members as soon as their names as their numbers are called. This was very aching period for me. Though I have not spend as much time with them, yet I have the feeling being with them when I view their blogs though my presence is not there. Their ups and downs, even things that they did not say in their blogs, I somehow experience it. True enough that I might feel left out most of the time, but I am blessed and glad to be in this cell group. I might not have much memories of it, but these little ones are precious to me. I will keep it dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole announcement, not a tear was shed from my eyes though I was anguished. But the moment I I know that Kengsern is not going to be in the same cell group as I am, my heart sank even deeper. Though I was expecting it, but I could not accept it. And whenever he come and talk to me just now, streams of tears stared flowing. I tried to walk away from him, but yet I still do want to talk to him. The reason I miss him so much is that he has truely set a print in my life, a big one. He was the only one I can relate to the most after Thomas, though there were some stuffs that I cannot speak to him about. But I am sure he knows what is it, but it is just that he want me to tell him personally. All I can say is that he is a very good leader and a friend. Thank you Kengsern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am in Wai Yin's cell group. But we have yet to know the new cell group number. All we know is E***. I believe that I am able toadapt into a new environment and be a great servant in it.  To tell you the truth, tears are flowing as I posting now. I will miss you, E456.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6972368025410121177?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6972368025410121177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6972368025410121177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-my-cell-group-multiplication.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8526712366289502259</id><published>2009-01-02T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:59:36.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school today and was sent home due to unacceptable hairstyle. So I went to KFC to have my breakfast while reading Today newspaper.I cannot believe that I actually took more that two hours to read the paper and have my breakfast. I then went to have my haircut at standard hair salon. I took my time there looking through a magazine to find a suitable hairstyle to go to the school with. With that, I took slightly more than an hour in the salon. I am please with my hair now, though it would look nicer if there is a contrast in my hair colour. too bad I cannot dye my hair. I took my lunch upon my way home and here I am now. I will now go take a rest. Bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8526712366289502259?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8526712366289502259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8526712366289502259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-today-and-was-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3028787003973777343</id><published>2009-01-01T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:52:41.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was crazy. I went out to celebrate Countdown for Year 2009 at East Coast Park and tried out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inline&lt;/span&gt;-skates(rollerblade) for the first time. I did fell a few times but everything was okay, except a few cuts here and there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Xuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; is incredible when he was skating. He seems like a different person to me. He even helped me with my skating. But there was a fall that seriously injured me, it a when I was going down the slope. Wei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xiang&lt;/span&gt; was ahead of me and fell. I was behind looking at him when I began to fall too, even better, in the same manner. I hurt my back then but I guess I should be okay. After which, we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; down the park and I was not able to catch up with them due to some reasons. First, I was not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; to skate as fast. Second, I was dead tired due to the lack of sleep for the past two days. Third, my feet and ankle really hurts from the skates. I even "sleep-skate" on my way back with the others. Good thing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chuen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Heng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Xuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; was there to give me a push when I was sleeping. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped dead once we reached back to our camp while Aaron practice his guitar and the others went to get dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chuen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Heng&lt;/span&gt; bought my dinner for me last night. He indeed is a great brother. Thanks Bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the countdown draws nearer, everyone in the park started playing with sparkles, we were no exception&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was magnificent. There were also red luminous objects &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;levitating&lt;/span&gt; above the sea. Soon there was the countdown and there was the start of the year 2009. After which, we celebate Hui Shan's birthday and continued playing sparkles, which one of the sparkle bit hit in burnt Chaiern's eye. We were not sure of who who is responsible for it, but I should say that the fault belongs to everyone who played with the sparkle. So all I have to say is Sorry Chaiern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night was a bit dull, yet cooling and peaceful. We waited till the wake of the morning to witness the first sunrise of 2009. Unfortunately, the clouds were too thick due to the fireworks last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to have Macdonald's for breakfast and went seperate ways. I went to my Mum's house and died there from the pain of my back. When I woke up, I contacted Bee Hwa to return her skates to her. And in return, she brought me food from her grandma's birthday party. I was starving then so I really thank God for the food. And also Bee Hwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to meet up with Josh to accompany him to have a hair cut and go home together. Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3028787003973777343?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3028787003973777343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3028787003973777343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-was-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-2314260008845970664</id><published>2008-12-30T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:34:48.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been working these few days to earn some money for my Chinese New Year clothes. It was really fun and dirty. Quite a lot has happened past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa was advice to go for for a heart bypass surgery by the doctor. And if he does so, his leg would have to be amputated to use a piece nerve to do the surgery. It will be quite a risky operation. Hopefully my family chose not to do the operation. As of right now, we are awaiting for further details from the doctor for what they have to say for my Grandpa's situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Christmas was indeed different. Though I did not manage to bring any friends with me, but I manage to plant seeds into people's lives once again. During the gift exchange, I gave a note book and received a yellow lanyard in return. And when Guang Xiang sow a banana and received a monkey last year, his sister too received a monkey this year. By the way, I was the one that received the banana last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my Christmas, I was rotting at home with nothing to do. To kill time, I played my guitar, watch crazy videos, but none was dirty, and sing Christmas carols all alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26hours left for the year 2008 and it will be a whole new year. I will be celebrating the countdown with my cell group, staying overnight at east coast park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-2314260008845970664?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2314260008845970664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2314260008845970664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-been-working-these-few-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4107447019872307074</id><published>2008-12-23T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:24:44.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am down with my contacts, yet I still cannot reach out to anyone. But I still believe that God is going to something thing great and awesome with me. I have promise God that I will be the spark to the revival in Ping Yi and I can do it because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I got God with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home for these two days and everything was boring. How I hoped for someone to ask me out or someone willing to go out with me. But no one called me, neither did anyone want to go out with me as they are either working or just not bothered to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for the Westies in the cell group. They allow me to witness what a revival is and also amazed by their passion for God. What I can say is that they have written a chapter in my life, and they are still writing it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Jurong West people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;God is going to take you guys up to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;next level&lt;/span&gt; to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;greater&lt;/span&gt; things than you have ever seen or done. It is going to be tough, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God has made you tougher&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4107447019872307074?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4107447019872307074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4107447019872307074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-down-with-my-contacts-yet-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-6410070062025844432</id><published>2008-12-21T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:43:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visited Grandpa, but he does not look very well. He has been coughing all the way. I did not have the chance to talk to him, not to say even praying for him. He has been chatting with my uncle who just came back from Indonesia. I guess I will just come back some other day to pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting my Grandpa , I have dinner with my family. Everything went well, but I am still worried about Grandpa. Hope that he will rest well tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-6410070062025844432?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6410070062025844432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/6410070062025844432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/visited-grandpa-but-he-does-not-look.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-249617020409004586</id><published>2008-12-20T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:44:22.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's candlelight service was great and magnificent. The whole service was ignited with thousands of candles. There were lots of friends, there were even Natalie's parents. Someday, my parents will surely come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas party will be postpone to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;. I am kinda please with it cause I can go visit my Grandpa tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa went out of ICU today. I was really worried about him for the past few days. I really hope that I can pray for him tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-249617020409004586?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/249617020409004586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/249617020409004586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/todays-candlelight-service-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-4220764929877546404</id><published>2008-12-19T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:44:46.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Today's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Christmas Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Wai Yin MaMa's group was crazy. I even injured myself when we were playing "Atom &amp;amp; Molecules." Everything was held in Dayan's house for Wai Yin MaMa's group. A lot of friends also came today, too bad my friends were too busy to come and they missed out all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;"My Hope Singapore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; video and it was great. It was a successful turnout. Lets pray that they will be back for Christmas service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa is still in ICU today. But I do not have anytime to visit him these few days due to Christmas preparations. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry Grandpa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-4220764929877546404?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4220764929877546404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/4220764929877546404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/todays-christmas-party-at-wai-yin-mamas.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7868009583846663944</id><published>2008-12-18T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:46:59.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was suppose to meet up with Joshua at 1.30pm today, ended up waking up late at 1pm cause my Dad went to switch off my alarm, and took a cab to school. We are going to take our N' level results today, yet it does not appear so to me. When I reached school, I saw Alvin instantly, though I could hardly recognize him. He have changed quite a little, but just not knowing what was the change. And as usual, I will go meet "168 Bros" before we go up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up , go through the boring talk and took our results.  I did fairly well for my N' level and my aggregate is 5 points. It was not to my expectation to get this well.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt; English - 2, Combined Humanities - 4, Additional Mathematics- 4, Mathematics - 1, Science(Physics/Chemistry) - 2, Principles of accounts- 4.&lt;/span&gt; This result surprised everyone, including myself and the teachers, as my attitude towards studies is not very pleasant. I will always be sleeping in class and fail to hand in any work. There is no way I am able to beat my friends. Getting 5 points is not into consideration. Truly this is a work of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking last night that if I am not able to make it to Sec 5, what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; courses will I go. I even prayed to God to allow me to go to Sec 5. But yet after I got my result, I was in a dilemma of whether or not should I go to Sec 5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; told me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;"According to your results, you should go to Sec 5. But by looking at my attitude and behavior, I should give a deep thinking to it."&lt;/span&gt; These words did not affect me very much, but it does make sense. I went to talk to Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Dayan about it,  and they do not encourage me to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it is a waste of time, and there is no guarantee.  Then I remembered, I prayed to God last night to allow me to be promoted to Sec 5, so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I am able to be the salt and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;light&lt;/span&gt; in the school, and more importantly, bringing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;revival&lt;/span&gt; to Ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  God has now blessed me with the results as I have asked, but am I going to take it? So I have decide to go to sec 5 next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to be happy today, but received a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;bad news.&lt;/span&gt; My grandpa was just admitted to hospital this morning cause he complained that he is having some breathing difficulty in the morning. I am really worried about my grandpa and I heard from my mum that he is unconscious. I was praying for my grandpa on my to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Riverwalk&lt;/span&gt; for prayer meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the prayer meeting,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; North and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; West shared their testimonials on their revivals. I believe that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ping Yi's revival is near.&lt;/span&gt; Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7868009583846663944?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7868009583846663944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7868009583846663944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-suppose-to-meet-up-with-joshua-at.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8614466895896657943</id><published>2008-12-17T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:22:38.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visions'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was tidying up my room last night when I came across all my old memories. The warmth and joy still stick within them, memories that I can never forget. It is also the time when I came across Jesus in my life. Those period were the best and can never be replaced. Truly I thought, in every area of my life, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has never once forsake me and neither He ever will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a small book that was given to me last time. Inside I wrote,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;" A vision without working is daydream, but working without vision is nightmare."&lt;/span&gt; Yet I have forgotten about this. I lost my vision and I do not know when did it go. Did I do something that my vision ran away? I have never thought of myself losing the way I was going. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A vision is the light and way in which push us to go further.&lt;/span&gt; I am too caught up with the present and the problems that I have neglected everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have been sleeping late these few days, turning in at around 5am-6am. But I get to enjoy these times as I get to understand myself more and also drawing closer to Him. I thank God for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jurong West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people, they really do brought me uncountable numbers of wonderful times. Thought I am not with them, just by looking at them allow me to feel the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be getting my N' level results tomorrow. I doubt if I am able to go to Sec 5. Shindy was asking me to compete with the all time top student, Robert, next year if I am able to go to Sec 5. But I have no passion for studying. Perhaps &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will try to take Robert on as a friendly competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Christmas is coming.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8614466895896657943?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8614466895896657943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8614466895896657943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-tidying-up-my-room-last-night-when.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-443334290523053904</id><published>2008-12-15T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:55:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When was the last time I updated my blog? Not so sure about it. Have to apologize as I did not have anytime or chance to use to computer. Sometimes, I feel asleep before I finish updating my blog. Is it not ridiculous? But I will still try to update as much as possible. I'm also aware that my blog is very boring due to the lack of music and pictures. But the reason I do not want to put any music is cause it might interrupt the songs that you are listening. And I do not have a camera, therefore there are no pictures. If I were to have !, I will surely post hundreds of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sini's chalet a few days back, it is actually past midnight when I got there, so I can call it Friday. There was chili crab, bee hoon and some barbecued food that were left for me. I felt so blessed. The chili crab was delicious, and I learn how to eat a crab. It is not difficult actually, just that I do not have a good interaction with it and ended up having the gravy all over my hands and face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took a morning walk at Pasir Ris Park. I almost step on a snake, to be more precise, a head of a snake that is alive. It was just a few milimetres away from the sole of my shoe. I turely thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update more the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-443334290523053904?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/443334290523053904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/443334290523053904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-was-last-time-i-updated-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-8385465749270918365</id><published>2008-11-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:30:43.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first night sleeping back at my dad's place did not go very well. All it did was taking away the headache I had last night in return with a present for me, a present that ruined my whole day, a cold. Thank God that I'm all better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;" href="http://www.asiaconference.org.sg/"&gt;Asia Conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is tomorrow and I have chosen the &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;" href="http://www.asiaconference.org.sg/electives.php"&gt;Elective courses&lt;/a&gt; that I will be going, other than the ones which the cell group will be going, which is "Youth Ministry", "&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Building a Healthy Self-image", and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Effective Counseling". The courses that I will be taking will be listed below, with their reasons under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="subSectionHD"&gt;Social Etiquette &amp;amp; Personal Grooming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Guang Xiang that encourage me to come for this course as he said that people paid big bucks just to attend this kind of course. I am not really sure about this but I do believe that social etiquette is really important in situations where you get to meet people with different status. It helps you to interact with people in a more proper and comfortable way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By helping you to interact with people, you may better communicate with someone with a better composure. It helps you in your business as you speak with clients, your confidence and evangelising. However, did I not learn them in school? Well, I guess it is better to learn something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" class="subSectionHD"&gt;Songwriting For Praise &amp;amp; Worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something new to me as I have a few tunes beating in my heart for quite sometime. I have actually written a worship song and I felt the the joy and the heart of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="subSectionHD"&gt;Art of Worship Leading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing for God has always been my passion. I believe that worshipping God is not worship the worship song, but worshipping God is to lift your heart and voices to sing for Him and to Him. It is said that music is the soul of men. It touches the heart and goes deep within. Worship allows you to open up the heavens and reach into the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some other courses that I would like to take part in. These are "&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Effective Evangelism", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Cell Group Leadership", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Men's Ministry", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Adversity Quotient &amp;amp; Emotional Quotient", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Coping With Depression", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Helping Someone Break An Addiction", "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="subSectionHD"&gt;Dynamics of A Contemporary Worship Band". But too bad I can only take 6 courses. I will have to wait till the next Asia Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-8385465749270918365?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8385465749270918365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/8385465749270918365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-night-sleeping-back-at-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3192559868721914974</id><published>2008-11-18T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:42:56.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again..</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, I am back to update my blog again. I am just hoping that there will be someone viewing it. And once again, it is going to be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Time Staying Alone At My Mum's Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really terrific to be living alone at my mother's place as I get to do whatever I want, having really nice meals and most importantly,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; smoke-free environment&lt;/span&gt;. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: webdings;"&gt;fell in love&lt;/span&gt; with the bathing products that my mum uses, I mean the are seriously suitable for every part of my body. I think I might getting those products sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad there is no internet access at my mum's place, even though there is a laptop for me to play, but it is kinda boring. But the time I spend there is really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;simple and nice&lt;/span&gt;. I played my guitar, watch the television and the movies that my mum has, exploring her house and of course, having a good rest there like never before. Sleeping in there for an hour is as though you slept for hours, that is what I came to realize what it truly mean to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said how great and wonderful is the house, the food around the area is also tempting. Every time I went down to get some food, I felt like buying all sorts of dishes. Not that I am so hungry that I can eat a horse burger, but it is just simply the smell, taste and the look of the food all just look so appealing. Perhaps I might exaggerate a little. By the way, my mum is living somewhere near Eunos train station and it is a one room flat, in case you thought I was living in a palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Working Experience With Joshua's Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working with Joshua's father, together with Joshua, Khairul, Kevin and Daryl, as an installer of Christmas decorations for all Fairprice supermarket. I am not sure if mine is really counted as working as my task was the easiest of all. All I have to do was help carry a little garlands, writing down the amount of items we were using and speaking to the managers. My friends job is a little harder, they were suppose to carry the items, put them up(which includes climbing up the ladder and hammering) and carry them back to the lorry. I guess it is all because Joshua's family think that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I am a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;tau-hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;(bean curd), soft and delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not very easy as we were running on a tight schedule and also fighting for space with the customers. But everything was still fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one night when Kevin brought a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;laughing gas&lt;/span&gt; and we were playing with it on our way home. Everyone was laughing their head off on the back of the lorry except me. Not that I did not try the laughing gas, but it is just that the laughing gas has simply no effect on me no matter how many times they try it on me. But the laughing gas do make me feel light-headed. I felt as though I was dreaming and your senses just tells that I am not recording anything in my memory and it is not reality. Joshua said that it is as though you are drunk and whatever you say during that time will be the truth. Thankfully that laughing gas has no effect on me and I am able to keep my mind clear after a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3192559868721914974?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3192559868721914974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3192559868721914974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-again.html' title='Back Again..'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3703788524060489230</id><published>2008-09-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:32:07.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elements I</title><content type='html'>N' level will be starting again next week, and I am not really prepared yet. I am getting use to the things around once more, but the problem is that whether I can make it in time. Everything seems to be like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;playback of my memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It stood a test of time where everyone have to go through. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone will have a special yet equal destiny&lt;/span&gt;, but how would you want to hold it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you want to shape your future? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasures stood a test of time and pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Just like a diamond, being left underground for &lt;span class="dicColor"&gt;more than millennium, withstanding all the pressure, and finally, it turn from a useless carbon like charcoal into precious and hardest element, still the same carbon, but as a diamond. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diamond&lt;/span&gt; really stood out in the rest of other elements, but &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can we stand out like it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the element can be compared to a diamond? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; perhaps? But gold did not withstand the pressure. It is just being hidden. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It stood the pressure but was not change into something different and more magnificent&lt;/span&gt;. It stood the same. It was more precious than carbon, but after the test of time, it is carbon(diamond) that beat gold. Which is more precious then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot more things I would really like to share, but I will have to wait till the next time. This is just the first part. So do come back the next time, I hope I am able to continue. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3703788524060489230?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3703788524060489230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3703788524060489230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/09/elements-i.html' title='Elements I'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-2354759301726801899</id><published>2008-09-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:20:09.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low in the Spirit..</title><content type='html'>It have been more than a week, yet I am still very depress and sad. I was suppose to study with some of the cell group members today as Aaron was complaining last night that he have nothing to do today, so I suggested to come out to study together. I asked Chaiern and Jingliang along as the more the merrier. Thus, I let them decide the venue to study and they said that they want to study at City Hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will end here tonight. Do not have the mood to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-2354759301726801899?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2354759301726801899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/2354759301726801899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/09/low-in-spirit.html' title='Low in the Spirit..'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-9160067739176197829</id><published>2008-09-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:52:45.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness and Disappointments</title><content type='html'>Real sad for these few days. But even so, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;life still have to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-N' Level Social Studies-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was actually since Wednesday. I did not do very well for my N' Level Social Studies, or did I? The paper was actually very easy, though the questions that came out was a bit different from what we usually did. However, I did not manage to finish my paper. There was just so much to write about and so little time. Or was it just me that thinks there was a lot to write and not enough time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But thank God that I remembered to manage my time, though it was not enough. The total duration of the paper was 1hour 30minutes. I allocated 45minutes for each section, so the second it 45minutes have been spent on Source-Based Questions(SBQ), I ignore everything that was not done there and spent the rest of my time concentrating on the Structured Essay Questions(SEQ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I only managed to do only 2 questions from SBQ out of the four. As for the SEQ, I chose question 2, which was the theme that I was most confident in. But I did not manage to complete both questions. When I was doing question 2a, I looked at the time and found that it is time to do question 2b as the mark is higher and that I might not even pass if I do not change my focus on that question. But still&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I did not complete that question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the paper, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"168 Brothers"&lt;/span&gt; and I went to the basketball court nearby to play volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*N' Level English*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was time for one of my favorite papers. I am not very good in English myself, but just one of the better ones in my class. Paper 1 was easy. I did my usual stuff by first doing the situation writing, follow by the one word question for the composition. The situation writing was not very direct but it was known to most people, including myself, that we were required to write an informal letter. And as for my composition, I felt that I did not do very well myself. The question was "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mistake&lt;/span&gt;" and I elaborated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Paper 2 was another easy task for me. I did the close passage like a breeze within 10minutes. I only left 2 questions blank on passage1 because I was too tired to write long answers for that few marks. And as for passage2, I left quite a few blanks as I did not have enough time and skipped to the summary, which I only managed to write less than a hundred words. And to me,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; that was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atrocious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that day, I went to have lunch with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"168 Brothers"&lt;/span&gt; and played volleyball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Freaky Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was exempted from cell group meeting today. I was supposed to study, but I went out upon receiving my friend's message that he was around the area. I went to look for him and we went to Tampines Mall to walk around and also check out if there were any movies that were worth watching, but too bad, there was not a movie that we want. I also met Joshua, Khairul Zaman, Samuel, Issac(Samuel's twin brother whom I first met him), Chee Kah and Chu Han. They were going to watch 'Wall.E' and I think Joshua have already watch it around 2 times through the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My friend(Eugene) and I than went to his house at Yishun to watch a few movies through his laptop and also have some rest. I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lost my first kiss&lt;/span&gt; then as he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; kissed me when I was resting and woke up out of a sudden. I reached home at around 11.30pm that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all this, you might not know what was it that I was so sad about. But I do not wish to share. I do not really have the mood to continue writing or edit my blog today. I am going to do my laundry now and also get ready for school tomorrow. Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-9160067739176197829?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/9160067739176197829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/9160067739176197829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/09/sadness-and-disappointments.html' title='Sadness and Disappointments'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7964543700772171712</id><published>2008-09-03T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:56:20.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;Awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;of &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;CHEMISTRY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;TURNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;WATER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; TO &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;WINE  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;IN &lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;BIOLOGY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;HE WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;BORN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;WITHOUT THE NORMAL CONCEPTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;IN PHYSICS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;HE &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;DISPROVED THE LAW OF GRAVITY WHEN HE ASCENDED INTO HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;IN ECONOMICS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;HE DISPROVED THE LAW OF DIMINISHING RETURN BY FEEDING 5000 MEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;(not...INCLUDING the WOMEN and CHILDREN) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;WITH &lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;TWO FISHES &amp;amp; 5 LOAVES OF BREAD;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;IN MEDICINE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;HE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CURED THE SICK AND THE BLIND WITHOUT ADMINISTERING A SINGLE DOSE OF DRUGS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:navy;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:navy;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:navy;" &gt;IN HISTORY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;HE IS THE BEGINNING AND THE END; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;IN GOVERNMENT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;HE SAID THAT &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;HE SHALL BE CALLED WONDERFUL COUNSELOR, PRINCE OF PEACE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:navy;"   &gt;IN RELIGION...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;HE SAID &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;NO ONE COMES TO THE FATHER EXCEPT THROUGH HIM; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;WHO IS HE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:red;"   &gt;HE IS JESUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;JOIN ME AND LET'S CELEBRATE HIM; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:red;"   &gt;HE IS WORTHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE EYES BEHOLDING THIS MESSAGE SHALL NOT BEHOLD EVIL, THE HAND THAT WILL SEND THIS MESSAGE TO EVERYBODY SHALL NOT LABOR IN VAIN, AND THE MOUTH SAYING AMEN TO THIS PRAYER SHALL SMILE FOREVER.  REMAIN IN GOD AND SEEK HIS FACE ALWAYS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:24;color:red;"   &gt;AMEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IN GOD I'VE FOUND EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;The Greatest Man in History &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He had no army, yet kings feared Him. He won no military battles, yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He conquered the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: webdings;font-size:130%;" &gt;I feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;If you believe in God and in Jesus Christ His Son .. send this to all&lt;br /&gt;On your buddy list .. if not just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ignore it, &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;just remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that Jesus said ... &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;'If you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;deny me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Blessing is Over Flowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Blessed Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;and pass this on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;"  &gt;The Next Person Just Might Need It! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Wishing you the blessings of love and prayers from the almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7964543700772171712?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7964543700772171712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7964543700772171712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/09/awesomeness-of-god-in-chemistry.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3509083864540058026</id><published>2008-09-03T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:32:05.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of N' level!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;Today is the start of N' level&lt;/span&gt; for me and the first paper is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Social Studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I just realize that I have no clue or whatsoever &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;globalization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is. And pardon me, globalization was said to be one of the hottest topics that is going to be out, though I personally feel that it should be about the family planning as it was what the government is worried most about now, as from the National Day's Rally. But too bad, I could not possibly study last minute now right? But everything should be going well as I at least have a rough idea on how to do and what to do. I am just hoping that my speed will not fail me later. I also pray that I will not get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;NERVOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; and sleep during the exam, but instead, be filled with energy and also have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;clear mind&lt;/span&gt; of what to do, being &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ALERT&lt;/span&gt; for the whole examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. I hope that the paper is easy and also that I will get to blog again tonight to tell you about how everything go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3509083864540058026?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3509083864540058026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3509083864540058026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-of-n-level.html' title='The Start of N&apos; level!!!'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-7541637545174605218</id><published>2008-08-30T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:31:37.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I sang for the Angklung ensemble&lt;/span&gt; today. The song is "The Reason" and I only get to rehearse once yesterday and that was it. But everything went well except that my singing was too soft. I was told that it was due to the microphone and also that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I was not bold enough, lacking the showmanship.&lt;/span&gt; But everything still sound  nice. Thanks Mr. Rezal, though I have to apologize for not knowing how to spell your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I also had fun with Nicholas, and came along with Zachery at the back of the hall. Over there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Zachery got his nuts squashed.&lt;/span&gt; Nicholas and I were given a Ferraro  Roche chocolate each. Nicholas played with his while I was keeping mine till the end of whole performance. Nicholas totally embarrassed himself when he was eating his chocolate when Zachery said that the chocolate he played with looked like a dick, which made Nicholas laughed like never before and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;drooled out his chocolate and saliva.&lt;/span&gt; And that was very disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;After the whole performance, I have nowhere to go. I went to Zhi Hui and Weiling and they were having a dilemma  about who to ask to watch a movie. Then everything was settled and only Deyuen, Samuel and Mei Foong was going with them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Samuel and I also exchanged our Ez-link card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because they were going to watch an NC16 movie. It was fun, though I was afraid that I will overuse his card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to visit my mum, went to the Bedok Regional Library, and went back to my mum to have lunch with her, which caused me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;miss my Geography remedial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went home and read the New Paper and went to take a nap. Kengsern than message me and asked me where was I. I thought it was only 4pm and replied that the study group will only be starting at 5pm, little did I know that it was already 6.15pm. I then give myself a quick change and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;bolt out of the house&lt;/span&gt; for cell group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Today's cell group was overly high in spirits. I even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;went wrong flow during the praise&lt;/span&gt;. It was really very fun.  Though I did not have a chance to share my testimonial about the chance to sing in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That all for tonight. I am turning in now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-7541637545174605218?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7541637545174605218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/7541637545174605218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='HAPPY TEACHERS&apos; DAY'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3104293832149709455</id><published>2008-08-25T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:45:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I work up at 6am today,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;30 minutes later than the time I'm suppose to wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And the first thing I saw on my phone when I woke up was that I had a missed call from Joshua. Too bad I cannot hear my phone and also the alarm due to my bolster lying on my phone. I then went straight for a shower and make my way to the train station with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.5 liters of green tea&lt;/span&gt; as I was meeting Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were almost late today. But thank God that there is a lot of people late due to the fact that it is Monday today. I was shock when I was at the main gate of the school as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Jordan said that he had been late for 16 times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today is my CLB prelim. It was, well, difficult for me as I do not have my dictionary with me for the paper one. Trust me, the topic was very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, I was so pissed with one of the Malay boy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not that I am a racist &lt;/span&gt;but I find that that group of boys are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;exceptionally irritating.&lt;/span&gt; One tried to scare me while I was carrying my food and also tried to trip me the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my free period in the library. Joshua was trying to draw me in manga form and it looks like a basketball. But it is fine as it is not the real me. I also have a feeling that Donovan do not like me. He was contradicting whatever I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realize something about myself today. It is that when I am not in the mood to learn or study, I will not do it. And when I am, I'll ask a lot of questions that might irritate the teacher. This happens during Chemistry class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I played volleyball and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one-on-one basketball match with Donovan, and I won with the score of 7/1.&lt;/span&gt; I think it is due to my height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to the music room as I heard some music at the foyer. It was a CCA and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;they ask me to sing 'The Reason' for them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I went to the bus stop and a girl came to me calling me an eunuch, which I do not like it. I manage to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tease  her until the point that when she ask for the help of others, they cannot help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Then I went home with Shahidah, Talking about her special somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ending here. I am also trying to make my blog more interesting so please continue reading my blog for the time being. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3104293832149709455?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3104293832149709455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3104293832149709455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-work-up-at-6am-today-30-minutes-later.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-3172204832564460482</id><published>2008-08-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:29:45.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Lateness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was late for school and bible study today. Well, I woke up 0830 today, which is the time the school start. So I did not manage to shower before going to school. In the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was 1 hour late.&lt;/span&gt; I am already late for school and the weird thing is that the &lt;span class="pathway"&gt;Mr Ismail (Operation Manager)&lt;/span&gt; still hold me back. He refuse to sign my late-coming slip, finding it irritating, and asked me to get out of his office and wait for him. So I waited for 30 minutes until Mr Martin Chan (Discipline Master) came to me and asked why was I sitting there. I told him that I was late and he signed my late-coming slip. Thank God the first period was Chinese and it is a free period for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went for my Additional Maths lesson. We got back our prelim paper and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I only got 29/70&lt;/span&gt;. But at least I beat Winston, who got 25/70, and got on par with Donovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next during Geography class, Ms Kho was very serious at first and got very friendly to us out of a sudden. In the end, she only get to go through one and a half question due to a lot of questions and distractions. And during Principle of Accounts(POA) lesson, Miss Tan did not come. But she did leave a work for us to do. I did try to do the first question, but I did a mistake and do not want to do it anymore, cause the paper will look very ugly with all the cancellation, which I do not like it. So I went to the back of the class and Deyuan let me stare at a weird video in his phone and ask me to look at someone's face after that. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was canceled today but we had maths test instead. And guess what did I do for the whole test, I slept. What a smart move. And everyone kept asking Mdm Anisa the same question regarding the test paper, including me. Then I was the last to finish my paper and I was there irritating Mdm Anisa. After the test, I held Zhi Hui's hand on my left and Weiling's hand on my right and walk with them to the foyer, together with Mei Foong and Wei Ling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot of people were looking at us&lt;/span&gt; when I was holding their hands and walking to the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then played a bit of basketball and went to Palm Cove to grab a drink. Aunty Reini give me 2 bananas to eat. She told me a lot of stories regarding her dealing with kids. And that made me realize how scary she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then rush to bible study as I was getting late. All bible study room was not air-conditioned today. Thank God the hallways are. To day I learn about faith and I realize that it is actually a very big topic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faith is actually very simple, but yet very complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bible study, I went to have roti prata with Kengsern, Riane, Wai Yin, and a lot others. Too tired to name them all. We then go home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of my day. Though my blog is getting really boring. I wonder if anyone know my blog and read it. Do tag me if there is. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-3172204832564460482?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3172204832564460482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/3172204832564460482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-of-lateness.html' title='Day of Lateness'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610221394504630833.post-5434293081372017451</id><published>2008-07-28T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:54:56.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rededication to God</title><content type='html'>I rededicated my life to Jesus today. It was during the alter call when Kengsern asked me to go down. I thought at first that he would like me to accompany the new friend, Aaron. Speaking of Aaron, he received the touch of God and cried. I believe Kengsern is a very anointed  man. I can see him raising up as a cell group leader very soon. Back to the topic, after comforting Aaron, Kengsern pull me aside and ask if I want to rededicate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he sensed and discerned what have I been going through and what have I not done. True enough, I have not do my quiet time for a long time. And when I do, I would mostly use the time to praise and worship the Lord. I have not been reading the Word, never. Though God has really been speaking to my to read His Word and also to raise up to an occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am scared. I am afraid that I do not have what it takes to raise up. I am afraid that when I do my quiet time, God is not there. Therefore I kept procrastinating. Procrastinate about me going to pray once my guitar is fixed. Procrastinate about fixing the guitar the guitar once I have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so disappointed in myself. Am I even suppose to call myself as a Christian?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610221394504630833-5434293081372017451?l=prince-ace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5434293081372017451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610221394504630833/posts/default/5434293081372017451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prince-ace.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-rededicated-my-life-to-jesus-today.html' title='Rededication to God'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932700634530608371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
