<?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-2559529769233477517</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:19:15.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one good stretch before our hibernation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1335893549084891498</id><published>2009-06-24T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:25:09.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia: the Great Land Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Do you know why Australia is often called the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Land Down Under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Australia is the only continent with a permanent population that is entirely below the equator. It lies totally within the southern hemisphere, hence the name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From an Australian point of view, it seems as if the northern hemisphere continents are ' down under'! Look at a globe and you will understand why. "The land down under" refers to its position on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1335893549084891498?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1335893549084891498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/australia-great-land-down-under.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1335893549084891498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1335893549084891498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/australia-great-land-down-under.html' title='Australia: the Great Land Down Under'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1058159844127967706</id><published>2009-06-24T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:16:23.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme something to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;omgoodness, this is the third day of the week that i rot about half the day off... one intern and one perm are on one week's leave and we are supposed to be very busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but we are not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; i'm bored to tears haha. that's why office job is not my thing cuz i can't sit still..............i'm sure guan knows what i mean. urgh. but well i must say this internship has been going pretty well for me, i don't even dread coming to work! i know i shouldn't be complaining because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. i get to go online and log onto msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. i am in the email threads a group of friends are in and the messages are damn funny, one day we can hit about 150 threads? HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. i get to go for tea break at 4pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. i can report anytime before 930am and knock off anytime after 6pm&lt;br /&gt;5. everyone is really nice and patient here&lt;br /&gt;6. i get to meet friends like sanduo, douglas for lunch because they work nearby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i still have another 3 more hours to go before i go meet guan for dinner, yayyy! there's ultimate training tmr after work, yay. ice cold beer and transformer on friday, yay. huiling and bro are coming back on sunday, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;research done by experts proved that having random and a variety of thoughts do relax one's mind and relieve stress.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-1058159844127967706?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1058159844127967706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/gimme-something-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1058159844127967706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1058159844127967706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/gimme-something-to-do.html' title='gimme something to do!'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7475017054643354658</id><published>2009-06-20T14:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:29:57.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your eyes and my eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;you see things in black and white, but i don't. there are infinite shades of all colours for everything. things are never that simple in life. don't try to simplify it, try to understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;by the way, the snap judgements, the ones that come to us quickly and easily without hesitation, are the ones that haunt us forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7475017054643354658?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7475017054643354658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-eyes-and-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7475017054643354658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7475017054643354658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-eyes-and-my-eyes.html' title='your eyes and my eyes.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7391414148842559968</id><published>2009-06-18T08:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:16:06.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how great is out God</title><content type='html'>when you get hurt really deeply, when you are still struggling so much with the hurting, you will realize that the one and only person who can heal you is none other than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;... i'm so glad i took one day off to attend CCS youth camp. i experienced God's love and healing so strongly that i really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to leave the camp. so i stayed over at the camp for two nights and went for work straight from camp. thanks be to God, because things that come from Him will never be of waste or redundancy, every single second spent at the camp was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worth it&lt;/span&gt;. i love worshipping God so much, i really can feel Him speaking to me through the songs, through all the words. truly Jesus is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;greatest love&lt;/span&gt; that anyone could ever know... countless tears i've shed, but those tears were not of hurt nor pain, it's tears of comfort and relief because God was healing me, He was telling me to let Him love me, to trust Him, to let Him make my path straight... no amount of words can justify how i truly feel. thank God (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7391414148842559968?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7391414148842559968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-great-is-out-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7391414148842559968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7391414148842559968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-great-is-out-god.html' title='how great is out God'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5730373621532564569</id><published>2009-06-15T10:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:53:19.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast and furious to icon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;today, my brother drove exceptionally fast than usual. for those who do not know yet: my brother drives a sports car - nissan silvia - and he usually speed, so fast that i am kept at the edge of my seat throughout the whole ride... although i'm sleepy in the morning, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;fall asleep at all in his car because i am so intimidated by his driving. if i have balls, they probably shrink every morning when i get a lift from him to work. it's not because he has lousy driving skills, he drives way too fast, and swerve in and out, cut lanes here and there. i wonder how his girlfriend managed to get used to it...i still have a month to get used to it. oh and i usually wear shorts and slippers before changing into pants/skirt and heels at tanjong pagar because his car is so low that when i try to get into the back seat from the front, my skirt almost split&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; i am truly thankful i get a ride from him and pass squeezing with the morning crowd on the train (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i am so not whining, just a mini column of my daily fast &amp;amp; furious experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;please let me go melbourne..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5730373621532564569?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5730373621532564569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/fast-and-furious-to-icon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5730373621532564569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5730373621532564569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/fast-and-furious-to-icon.html' title='fast and furious to icon'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6816547123933872875</id><published>2009-06-14T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:09:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i've always wanted to catch this movie, not because of owen wilson or jennifer anniston, but simply for the fact that i adore dogs. i really love them. i may not have an ocean of knowledge about dogs, the different kind of breeds, their specialties, their habits, and such. in fact, i don't know much about them but i can staunchly declare that i just have this affinity for them, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;marley &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; is such a moving show, in its simplest yet subtle manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i used to keep a dog when i was primary three for two years. i was closest to him, at least i'd think so. he was called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;charcoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. he used to play hide and seek with me, and he knew how to play with me only! i am not the best owner because i was lazy to bring him for a walk and i didn't train him well. i was only nine but even so, i know i loved him with all my heart. one of the saddest days in my life was the day he went missing, i know he was seized because he wouldn't leave me on his own accord. i cried everyday for a period of time, and i went to look for him after school on my own everyday. when i watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;marley &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, i could feel so strongly for john's (starred by owen wilson) love for him, so pure and so genuine. yes it was just a show, but trust me, i think owen wilson probably did a flawless job acting out his affection for marley or he truly felt it from his heart. the show reminds me so much of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;charcoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, his cutest moments, his mischief, his wit, his misbehaviour, and most of all, his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; for us. i always wanted to keep a dog again but i don't want to go through the heartbreak of losing one again... the phrase below (by john in the movie) describes perfectly about a dog, just what i would say about this true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"A dog has no use for fancy cars, big homes, or designer clothes. A water log stick will do just fine. A dog doesn't care if you'r rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he'll give you his. How many people can you say that about? How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special? How many people can make you feel extraordinary?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Give him your heart and he'll give you his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How many people can do this? Not even your loved ones can do this sometimes. A man can betray you, but a dog won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6816547123933872875?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6816547123933872875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/marley-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6816547123933872875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6816547123933872875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/marley-me.html' title='Marley &amp; Me'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3339869707688383971</id><published>2009-06-14T13:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:32:06.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope</title><content type='html'>i hate to admit this but i jump to conclusions too quickly and i do it too often. i keep telling myself not to think too much but these words i tell myself just keep falling though. i ignore wise words and higher powers, why do i defy? too many unanswered questions i have... guess i still have a lot to learn, a lot to listen. well, somestimes after all, life comes up with a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't sweat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-3339869707688383971?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3339869707688383971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3339869707688383971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3339869707688383971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope.html' title='i hope'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-9144238305068847523</id><published>2009-06-11T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:36:55.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i'm losing the warmth of your hands. i thought the nightmares found their way out but to only realise that they lurk just underneath my bed, ready to get out and jump on me any time i fall... i still can't see an end of this darkness. all that surround me is cold water - deceitful hopes. right now, at this moment, i wish i have never made that mistake. a mistake that led to a series of painful afflictions. you won't understand because you never had to go through these, because i won't allow that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;fuck these cold water around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-9144238305068847523?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9144238305068847523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/cold-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/9144238305068847523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/9144238305068847523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/cold-water.html' title='cold water'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4917982668826383484</id><published>2009-06-10T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:06:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faintheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;there are many things i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;want to do, i want to say, i want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;. but i just can't bring myself to put my thoughts into actions... as a result, i'm in a constant dilemma. also, (and you're right) i get frustrated very easily recently. you don't even need to spill coffee on my dress to get me upset, you just need to whistle beside me and i get annoyed. perhaps this is a little exaggerated but i'm just generally in an unpleasant mood haha. i don't know whether is it because of the past, or is it because of the current situations i am in. then, the news about H1N1 flu in melbourne is making me feeling worse. i can't imagine how i'd take it IF i can't go melbourne in the end, seriously. i'd say the highlight of this vacation, to me, will definitely be the melbourne trip... of course, there are other stuff like my internship, the return of jiunn, huiling and youcai and that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;one particular thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;. i just have to go melbourne, it's really my last chance to find bro before school officially ends for me, spend time with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; it's also almost the perfect way for me to sort some things out and...unwind myself. i seriously need to take a break from everything here in singapore. it's true i tend to think a lot, sometimes too much for my own good. but some things remain, facts don't lie for they speak for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;has something changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have you changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have i changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;has there been a problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;has there been an issue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have we found the solution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have we found the answers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;have we gone our own ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;tell the fainthearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4917982668826383484?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5307699832462618611</id><published>2009-06-09T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:05:05.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time plays cheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i can't believe this is my second week at ICON already, time passes so quickly. i was working on the same assignment - a hotel group's competitive analysis - the whole day today. i was initially quite frustrated that i spent so long on it until my director appeared so relaxed about it and said "sure sure, of course you pass it to me anytime you are done tmr!" so it means i'm actually ahead of time since i haven't done the pie charts and summaries only. it's amazing how fast time passes when you are occupied... Watching an one-hour show seems quite a long time when you are bored. Having an one-hour lunch break at work is, however, damnnnnn short. i went to meet another friend from hall for lunch today. i called him, walked to the hawker, found seats and waited for him -- all these took up 20 minutes already! so we only left 40 minutes to eat, to chat and to drink, including time for me to get back to office! but well, i overshot by 15 minutes today haha. the three hours in the morning before lunch break always feel like an hour plus dota game to me! i remember how painfully slow time was during the exam period............it was torturous. you see, time plays cheat. they slow down or fast-forward as and when they like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i just wanna fast-forward to mid-june when jiunn and huiling come back and slow it down again as i spend time with them then fast-forward to mid-july when i go over to melb and slow it down again while i am there. yes i am wishful and foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5307699832462618611?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5307699832462618611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-plays-cheat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5307699832462618611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5307699832462618611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-plays-cheat.html' title='time plays cheat'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1525362895333217863</id><published>2009-06-08T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:51:46.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't eat and shit at the same place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;today i met my good friend from hall for lunch, really glad to meet her again, i miss her a lot. i realised that there are so many friends whom i miss and haven't met for a long time, it's time i stop getting too involved in my own pursuits. actually do i even have concrete pursuits? okay, i don't even wish to touch on spiritual pursuits... anyway, my friend told me that these two friends were talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. i'm not surprised at all... but well, it reminded me of some unhappy stuff and got me so bothered again the whole day. i hate it... i don't blame my friend. everything happens for a reason. on my way home, something another friend told me last month struck me, "jo, don't eat and shit at the same place." so i asked myself, "am i still doing that?" i know it sounds a little senseless but really, i think the reason why i feel the way i feel now is because i'm still eating and shitting at the same place. i should start eating at somewhere clean and pristine... the reason why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; have your problems...or had...is probably cuz you ate and shit at the same place too many times and it's...detrimental to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; health. of course i worsened the conditions by injecting it with a little of my insanity and a little too much of my sensitivity. then why the hell are we still hanging around this place, may i ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1525362895333217863?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1525362895333217863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-eat-and-shit-at-same-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1525362895333217863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1525362895333217863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-eat-and-shit-at-same-place.html' title='don&apos;t eat and shit at the same place'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7211320983463418488</id><published>2009-06-07T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:08:23.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend.</title><content type='html'>i've been stuck at home for the past few days cuz i'm down with flu. good and bad. good: i got a realisation. bad: i missed church. anyway regarding that something good, i realised i've stopped doing something which i was guilty of. perhaps the distance helps... like really stopped for good. but even when there's proximity and opportunity, i don't do it. in fact, i don't even have the intention to, not even the slightest bit. can't believe i'm not gonna stay in hall anymore, i'm really upset but oh well, i have to do what i have to do. so, i shall have no regrets, no complaints, but i do have a lot of longing still. aiyah screw it, it's where a lot of bad things happened too. okay, work resumes tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7211320983463418488?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7211320983463418488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7211320983463418488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7211320983463418488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-weekend.html' title='what a weekend.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8565829377032276090</id><published>2009-06-07T01:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:12:24.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i'm back. i read several of the latest posts on this blog before it was neglected by me for about half a year. and man, i was thinking "so many things have changed in the past six months." funny, the latest post's title was "it's a good start". and now i rebuke it, "what a good joke?" the past six months was so surreal, it was like a dream. even now, there are some things i just can't reconcile with. life, you've got me fooled again. God, you've got me tested again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; you know, realities always smack you in the face when you've painted life too beautifully? realities always fall short of your expectations.about two months ago, this friend of mine told me, "jo, don't let these take your positivity away, your positivity is part of who you are." i question myself now, "just who am i?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8565829377032276090?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8565829377032276090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8565829377032276090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8565829377032276090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-its-been-while.html' title='hello, it&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8483821910665574328</id><published>2009-01-04T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:59:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a good start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I really enjoyed myself at CCS today! (: Firstly, it's the first Sunday of 2009! Secondly, we played quite a number of games, so managed to interact more with the people there! Lastly &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;most importantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, my lil brother went with me! I truly enjoyed his company. I think it's the good feeling of having a family member going church with me... I guess it's an inner longing which I didn't realise until today, awesome (: I texted him just now after he booked in and he replied saying he wants to go CCS again next week cuz he really likes the environment and he was happy there today! (: He also finds Jocelyn and Lydia amiable and amusing HAHA! They're really soo funny..reminds me of zhuzhu and I (not so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; though). And my goodness many at church said he looks like me! That's so rare and odd, no one ever said that. Anyhow, yayy I love my brother, he is sooooo funny. Hmmm I don't like resolutions but I made several today during DG nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Digging Deeper and Experiencing God (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8483821910665574328?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8483821910665574328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-good-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8483821910665574328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8483821910665574328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-good-start.html' title='it&apos;s a good start.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2915885948409552593</id><published>2009-01-02T02:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:09:08.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This broken &amp; contrite heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2008 was a really tough year... I don't say this every year. Growing up, in the past few years especially, makes me realise that promises and resolutions are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;seldom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;resolute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.We make them, then we break them; others make them, then they break them. So much so, we've unknowingly banalized the phrase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Promises/resolutions are made to be broken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. Surely, pointing a finger at you, I have the rest pointing back at myself... I've been blind, for I always see not my own iniquities, but others' flaws. I've been deaf, for I always hear not the unpleasantness about myself, but the pleasantness. And partly because of this blindness and this deafness, 2008 was a lot tougher than any other... I asked myself on the last day of 2008 what would my resolutions be for 2009, I thought of many possible ones but I just couldn't focus on any. I don't want to make resolutions...lest I break them again? Maybe, I am not sure. My heart tells me it's tired of severed promises and broken resolutions. I reflected on the past year but what lies ahead, I really don't know. And so, on the last day of 2008, I offered God my broken spirit, my broken bones and my broken heart. He will lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I don't want a heart for myself, I want a heart for Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And this broken &amp;amp; contrite heart of mine, I know He will not despise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have an awesome one, everyone. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2915885948409552593?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2915885948409552593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-broken-contrite-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2915885948409552593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2915885948409552593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-broken-contrite-heart.html' title='This broken &amp; contrite heart'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6321948446299024587</id><published>2008-12-31T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:34:47.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6321948446299024587?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6321948446299024587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6321948446299024587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6321948446299024587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-next.html' title=''/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1091026659047430735</id><published>2008-12-21T23:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:58:49.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passed &amp; gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SU5eYWpJNMI/AAAAAAAAAag/7p-QWmrh0Nk/s1600-h/lastpage+201208i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SU5eYWpJNMI/AAAAAAAAAag/7p-QWmrh0Nk/s400/lastpage+201208i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282263185440191682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we spoke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we hugged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we walked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we laughed,&lt;br /&gt;we cherished,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we tripped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we stumbled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we fell,&lt;br /&gt;we hurt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we climbed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we doubted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we weakened,&lt;br /&gt;we abandoned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we broke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we talked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we held,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we pulled,&lt;br /&gt;we recovered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we stood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we prayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we believed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we overcame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we survived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;when the old dies,&lt;br /&gt;the new lives.&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/2559529769233477517-1091026659047430735?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1091026659047430735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-old-dies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1091026659047430735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1091026659047430735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-old-dies.html' title='passed &amp; gone.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SU5eYWpJNMI/AAAAAAAAAag/7p-QWmrh0Nk/s72-c/lastpage+201208i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5804648968073614643</id><published>2008-12-20T18:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:27:40.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me introduce to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SUzEbvABOUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YE4iB5UXrq0/s1600-h/DSC00294i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SUzEbvABOUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YE4iB5UXrq0/s400/DSC00294i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281812443750807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;He is small BBKK (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So cuteeee right! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I don't usually like such stuff but..this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;exceptional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;In fact, I've eyed it since it was first launched few years back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Although I really like it, I didn't get it in the past cuz I found it overpriced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;BUT I bought it yesterday at Melaka! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cuz it cost less than half of the price in Singapore! Goodness me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I feel relaxed looking at bbkk haha! He really looks like..someone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;See that uncanny familarity? Say yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Jo is a happy woman who just returned from a good trip to Melaka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;had a great (and funny and random) chat with d,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;received a meaningful picture (eternity!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;is going to play DOTA with her brother later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;is going to run now and have dinner soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Very random but yeah, later guys!&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/2559529769233477517-5804648968073614643?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SUzEbvABOUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/YE4iB5UXrq0/s72-c/DSC00294i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7278855416261516144</id><published>2008-12-18T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:44:34.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate me today.</title><content type='html'>6&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my all favourite songs...really love it.&lt;br /&gt;sing it for mummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7278855416261516144?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7278855416261516144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/justcounting-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7278855416261516144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7278855416261516144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/justcounting-down.html' title='hate me today.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5684971547448607123</id><published>2008-12-15T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:21:00.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hero to zero</title><content type='html'>sleep is the easiest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;you just close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;but for so many of us,&lt;br /&gt;sleep seems out of our grasp.&lt;br /&gt;we want it but we don't know how to get it.&lt;br /&gt;but once we face our demons, our fears,&lt;br /&gt;and turn to each other for help,&lt;br /&gt;night time isn't so scary,&lt;br /&gt;because you realize you're not alone after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5684971547448607123?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5684971547448607123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleep-is-easiest-thing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5684971547448607123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5684971547448607123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleep-is-easiest-thing-to-do.html' title='hero to zero'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1624316244322526187</id><published>2008-12-13T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:08:39.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold it back</title><content type='html'>8&lt;br /&gt;you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;you don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;you don't see.&lt;br /&gt;i've been made to believe, once, twice, many times.&lt;br /&gt;then it's back to square one...&lt;br /&gt;for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;you are unpredictable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1624316244322526187?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1624316244322526187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/hold-it-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1624316244322526187'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8265441990333262676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8265441990333262676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8265441990333262676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='~!@#$%#@!@#'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5430871410437173596</id><published>2008-12-11T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:05:13.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the project begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;reasons for the delay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;uncertainty and apprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the reason for the commencement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;faith, trust, patience and God - love.&lt;br /&gt;(:&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/2559529769233477517-5430871410437173596?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5430871410437173596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-project-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5430871410437173596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5430871410437173596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-project-begins.html' title='and the project begins'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7210018741540839088</id><published>2008-12-10T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:04:50.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unknown man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;it's the holidays and my roomie and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;decided to save money by checking out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;half of the room and share a transponder (key).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;last night i kept the transponder in my track shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and locked the door before i went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(she hadn't return when i went to bed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;at 7am this morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i heard the door unlocking and opening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;it wasn't my roomie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;it was an unknown guy and i couldn't see clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;he saw me opening my eyes and then he went "oh shit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;then he quickly got out of the room and locked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;he actually locked it so i thought he meant no harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so i was quite positive that it's my roomie's friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;after i managed to contact her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;she said...she didn't tell anyone where we kept the transponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and that none of her friends came to our hall at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and it's defiinitely not any of the C4 guys, cuz i complained to one of them&lt;br /&gt;and none of them would be awake at 7am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so tell me, who the hell is that guy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i was quite  freaked out this morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and after talking to my roomie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;WE are freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;@!#!@#%#$@#^%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i should keep a gun in my room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;sounds like a pretty good plan to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7210018741540839088?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7210018741540839088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/unknown-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7210018741540839088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7210018741540839088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/unknown-man.html' title='the unknown man'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7186377461427683398</id><published>2008-12-09T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:38:51.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunny, scary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;help. holidays are seriously burning a hole in my pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;had quite a good tanning session at sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;my whole body is acting from yesterday's training...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;the movie 'quarantine'...i was honestly scared out of wits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;can't shake off the jittery still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;the movie was filmed from a first person point of view,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(sounds like 'the blair witch project' right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;so it felt so real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;so real i was gasping along with the characters in the film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;anyway, i learnt that a wise man always treat a stranger with respect for he could be gazing on the face of an enemy. how true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7186377461427683398?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7186377461427683398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunny-scary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7186377461427683398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7186377461427683398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunny-scary.html' title='sunny, scary.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1162963102479670820</id><published>2008-12-08T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:17:21.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm loving this feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;today's training was really tiring but good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;one of the muddiest training! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;or rather cuz i was doing crunches in a pool of muddy water - . -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i'm aching all over now but it feels kinda good to be shag haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;goodness i took more than half an hour to bathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;cuz i was washing a lot of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;although we were damn shag, we still cooked pasta for dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and it's one of my favourites - carbonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ohhhhh AND, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;starbucks caramel macchiato and cinnamon roll (aka 'sex in the mouth')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;are on their way back, awww i'm feeling so satisfied haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;anyway, the highlight of today is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i woke up feeling lighthearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i was in good spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;guess i finally had some issues resolved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(even though you weren't around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thanks for the love, the trust &amp;amp; the patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the way God turns things around is really amazing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;at least for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;perhaps you could feel it too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;somehow i just feel that you do (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1162963102479670820?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1162963102479670820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/13-todays-training-was-really-tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1162963102479670820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1162963102479670820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/13-todays-training-was-really-tiring.html' title='i&apos;m loving this feeling.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3164763083616029682</id><published>2008-12-08T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:48:34.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody knows it but me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STwRSLKs-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7KFsT9Q3SCQ/s1600-h/derr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STwRSLKs-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7KFsT9Q3SCQ/s400/derr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111867304376786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I have always loved this song very much.&lt;br /&gt;And right here, right now,&lt;br /&gt;this song is dedicated to you...&lt;br /&gt;love, jo.&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/2559529769233477517-3164763083616029682?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3164763083616029682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/loving-you-now-and-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3164763083616029682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3164763083616029682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/loving-you-now-and-always.html' title='nobody knows it but me.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STwRSLKs-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7KFsT9Q3SCQ/s72-c/derr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7508468306955608895</id><published>2008-12-07T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:04:37.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love, and the light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;When we were little, night time was scary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;because there were monsters hiding right under our beds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;When we get older, the monsters are different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Self-doubt. Loneliness. Regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And though we may be older and wiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We still find ourselves scared of the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Today, God reminded me that Satan's weapons are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Guilt. Shame. Condemnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;These are powerful weapons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sometimes I still find myself feeling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;guilty and shameful of the mistakes I've made in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It's really a horrible feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I know when I feel this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm actually allowing Satan to triumph over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So, thank God for His constant reminder that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;God will fight our battles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; and really, God's heart for us is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No sin. No judgment. No condemnation. No shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We shall not be afraid of the darkness or the monsters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;for God is Light, He is love and He is our defense.&lt;br /&gt;Let us dwell in this love, in this light (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I so love worshiping God, every moment of my life (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7508468306955608895?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7508468306955608895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/14-when-we-were-little-night-time-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7508468306955608895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7508468306955608895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/14-when-we-were-little-night-time-was.html' title='the love, and the light'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7428474182453781079</id><published>2008-12-07T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:19:47.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so easy to fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;061208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;even if you cannot hear my voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i'll be right beside you dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7428474182453781079?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7428474182453781079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-easy-to-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7428474182453781079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7428474182453781079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-easy-to-fall.html' title='so easy to fall.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1766494224568074197</id><published>2008-12-06T07:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:23:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you feel me?</title><content type='html'>you know...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes trying is really not good enough...&lt;br /&gt;there's only so much i could ask,&lt;br /&gt;and, only so much i could guess...&lt;br /&gt;although it's been less than a week,&lt;br /&gt;it feels kinda scary and lost...&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the distractions around,&lt;br /&gt;so that i won't drown in this uncertainty, this uneasiness.&lt;br /&gt;why can't you see i'm feeling this way..?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not over-reacting,&lt;br /&gt;because i know how this works too well.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess..it's fine, i'll withdraw and&lt;br /&gt;hold this up for another week or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1766494224568074197?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1766494224568074197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-feel-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1766494224568074197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1766494224568074197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-feel-me.html' title='can you feel me?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2836354188137977381</id><published>2008-12-06T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:50:12.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;051208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;feels like the beginning of the nightmare many months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;really..don't wanna go through it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;but i think i tried enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;can't figure out why, can't figure out what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2836354188137977381?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2836354188137977381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2836354188137977381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2836354188137977381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-wrong.html' title='what&apos;s wrong'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5117077791690281060</id><published>2008-12-05T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:12:51.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i can't help but ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;why the indifference lately..?&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda hurtful..sigh.&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/2559529769233477517-5117077791690281060?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5117077791690281060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-help-but-ask-why-indifference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5117077791690281060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5117077791690281060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-help-but-ask-why-indifference.html' title=''/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6046871700638362386</id><published>2008-12-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:14:32.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;041208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;My imagination is out of focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6046871700638362386?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6046871700638362386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/patience_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6046871700638362386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6046871700638362386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/patience_05.html' title='patience'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2501571093612409296</id><published>2008-12-04T06:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:12:57.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this place makes me wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;031208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;deafening music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;immoral behaviours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;redundant splurgings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;inconsiderate and ceaseless pushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;illusive lightings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;unwanted temptations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;foolish actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;especially for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; memories and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; to try to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;there was no excitement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;for the most part, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indifference&lt;/span&gt; and tiresome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and many times, disgust and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i painted a deceptively pleasing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;because nobody saw that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suffocating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;underneath the mask were desires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a desire to make sense of everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and a desire for higher meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resent&lt;/span&gt; this place, i honestly do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;why can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;right, who am i to make such expectations?&lt;br /&gt;on what rights i impose my values and my perpectives?&lt;br /&gt;but i only got this to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't trust our eyes when our imagination is out of focus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the imagination is...&lt;br /&gt;what we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; we want and what we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want.&lt;br /&gt;what we get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; and what we will suffer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt; fine" and "it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is not&lt;/span&gt; fine".&lt;br /&gt;when our imagination is out of focus,&lt;br /&gt;the things we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; to be satisfying and gratifying,&lt;br /&gt;could take away&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so much&lt;/span&gt; from us later.&lt;br /&gt;the focus is thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; and having the right thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;focus first, then trust our eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;don't choose the easy way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;because it is barely easier next time...&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/2559529769233477517-2501571093612409296?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2501571093612409296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-place-makes-me-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2501571093612409296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2501571093612409296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-place-makes-me-wonder.html' title='this place makes me wonder...'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7601074585780176204</id><published>2008-12-02T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:00:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know where your heart is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7601074585780176204?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7601074585780176204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7601074585780176204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7601074585780176204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/19.html' title='do you know where your heart is?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4676684142984971940</id><published>2008-12-02T02:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:57:20.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A friend was confiding in me, it was related to someone 'cheating' on her boyfriend. I wasn't surprised because: 1) It's that girl and, 2) I've heard such stories too many times. But for goodness' sake, this isn't cool at all. Every time I hear such stories, I feel so upset and disappointed. Is cheating on one's partner part and parcel of life now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Another friend said, "Yeah man, it's normal, no big deal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I mean YEAH it may be true but it is NOT a small deal.&lt;br /&gt;Not cool at allllllllllllllll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And he said something like "Too bad, just live with it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was really quite peeved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I didn't say much, or rather I was too lazy to rebuke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've been lazy to express what's on my mind recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then again, fine, everyone has his or her own expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But damnit, this shit is happening everywhere. Still, such action isn't justified, at all. Just because other people do it, doesn't mean it's fine you do it. People are cruel, I am cruel. But I just freaking hate the cheating. Spoil my freaking mood. The amount of profanities in my mouth now are unimaginable.&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/2559529769233477517-4676684142984971940?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4676684142984971940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/steamed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4676684142984971940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4676684142984971940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/steamed.html' title='steamed'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8728978565195582333</id><published>2008-12-01T21:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:58:41.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shhh, let it be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sometimes the feeling of having no idea..is exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The not knowing, what might happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;what could be or what could not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It is all possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;What crushes that excitement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Assumptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8728978565195582333?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8728978565195582333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8728978565195582333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8728978565195582333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-nothing.html' title='shhh, let it be.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2053567412867232126</id><published>2008-11-30T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:49:09.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timeless pictures priceless words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing but I'm never good at it.&lt;br /&gt;I love photography but I never gave myself a chance to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always so captivated by exotic writings and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I were good at these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;O anything of nothing first create;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;O heavy lightness, serious vanity, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misshapen chaos of well‐seeming forms, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still‐waking sleep, that is not what it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oxymoron so ingeniously expressed by Shakespeare..I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mono Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STLAR81FmuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ft6zaYSRruE/s1600-h/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STLAR81FmuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ft6zaYSRruE/s400/nice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489528223374050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a real shot! Check out the reflection on the lake.. This picture reminds me of the times in secondary school when I often surfed the internet for the world's most beautiful natural sceneries. So many places I desired to visit but I can't even remember the names now. Love the nature. The Earth is definitely God's canvas and He is one awesome painter, the only flawless one actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a random post haha. Christmas is coming (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2053567412867232126?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2053567412867232126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/timeless-pictures-priceless-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2053567412867232126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2053567412867232126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/timeless-pictures-priceless-words.html' title='timeless pictures priceless words'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/STLAR81FmuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ft6zaYSRruE/s72-c/nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-594547497033624668</id><published>2008-11-30T02:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:54:05.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;291108 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Although it was a rather short meet up today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I definitely had my share of fun with you guys man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Catching up and stuff! (: Oh and gaming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Feels like the good old times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;CS, chng teng and ban mian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Everyone commented on the price of the drinks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and it was one after another!&lt;br /&gt;It's not insignificant or pointless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I think it was quite interesting, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because it shows that we really grew up there together huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Anyway the last match of dota was pretty intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The I'm-agitated-when-I'm-gaming yellings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The hysterical laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The fixated stares at the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The my-ass-is-rooted sitting positions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The relentless sound of clicking the mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And the..feeling of having a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I smell nostalgia, at least for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to Jac &amp;amp; Miss Chew: 加油! Final lap! All the best (:&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/2559529769233477517-594547497033624668?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/594547497033624668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/594547497033624668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/594547497033624668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-memories.html' title='hello memories.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7985383011687068585</id><published>2008-11-29T05:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:38:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>discomposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;291108&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See no evil&lt;br /&gt;Hear no evil&lt;br /&gt;Speak no evil&lt;br /&gt;And I believe also, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think no evil&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-7985383011687068585?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7985383011687068585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/291108-23-asdasd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7985383011687068585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7985383011687068585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/291108-23-asdasd.html' title='discomposed'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4424994902048964565</id><published>2008-11-28T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:42:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a concept is born</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;271108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because the young ones are not jaded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they are willing to take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because the young ones have yet to come to know betrayal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; more easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because the young ones only know the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concept&lt;/span&gt; of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they are less likely to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because the young ones are not corrupted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they do things with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;such genuiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because the young ones do not comprehend loss and defeat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they are so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full of hopes&lt;/span&gt;, so full of aspirations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Faith is so simple for them, how about us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We complicate so many things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are the weary, the cynical, the skeptical, and the fretful.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hope life can be as simple as spelling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f-a-i-t-h&lt;/span&gt;.&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/2559529769233477517-4424994902048964565?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4424994902048964565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-transition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4424994902048964565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4424994902048964565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-transition.html' title='when a concept is born'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2521832747889769255</id><published>2008-11-26T23:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:59:38.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If you wanna catch a good movie now, choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Body of Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's really good! About Terrorism, mainly espionage actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;On a side note, I really like Leonardo DiCaprio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because his acting is just so fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh, Russell Crowe put on quite a lot of weight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was pretty surprised because that's so not the Russell Crowe I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Haha maybe he put on weight specially for this film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And I got so much to say about this film...&lt;br /&gt;Triggered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;About this world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;So many things we don't see huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well probably cuz we're too sheltered.&lt;br /&gt;Too giddy, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Huiling, stop whining!!! Haha. Don't stop me from sleeping, don't stop me from not talking.&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/2559529769233477517-2521832747889769255?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2521832747889769255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/25-if-you-wanna-catch-good-movie-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2521832747889769255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2521832747889769255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/25-if-you-wanna-catch-good-movie-now.html' title='exam&apos;s over.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4399065233205285093</id><published>2008-11-26T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:44:01.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;251108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I had the worst soci paper ever,&lt;br /&gt;it's so bad I feel the pinch when I think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I usually don't brood over papers,&lt;br /&gt;I don't check answers, I just..don't care about past papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But yesterday I got my friend to calculate my estimated CAP after the exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's not just the worst paper in NUS, but also worst paper in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm so not kidding. Bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4399065233205285093?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4399065233205285093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4399065233205285093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4399065233205285093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-funny.html' title='not funny'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1495469999435521876</id><published>2008-11-24T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:10:11.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 72pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Impact&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 72pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Impact&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;headache &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is really KILLING ME.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'm not using it as an excuse to not study. I admit I've been distracted but I really have been suffering from headaches for almost a week already. Right now, I really feel that the headache is making me unable to study at all. Everytime I study, it feels like a torture. I admit I still play DOTA and watch shows but study requires me to process the information and think and it is really making me feeling sooo horrible. Damnit, I never felt so annoyed with suffering from a headache before. I feel like puking almost all the time. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, I'm not pregnant, Kerwei, I could see that harmless joke coming from you already.&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/2559529769233477517-1495469999435521876?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1495469999435521876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-why-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1495469999435521876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1495469999435521876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-why-why.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8004957777860603799</id><published>2008-11-23T20:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:35:07.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i tell you my best friend is back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSlPhnmfEQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kcZTfNHebP0/s1600-h/2304+slackers+497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSlPhnmfEQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kcZTfNHebP0/s320/2304+slackers+497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271832277798555906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Guess when was this taken? When we were 17 years old! A lot of changes, in and out I guess. Look at us, the short hair, the glasses, the untrimmed eyebrows, the class tee, the B.U.M Equipment (or OP) tee, the swim shorts, the sandals. I miss those days a lot actually... The times we listen to Simple Plan and Good Charlotte, the times we posed stupidly (but happily) in the neoprint machines, the times we cooked 苦瓜炒咸蛋, the times we took bus 853 and then ate Wanton Mee at the coffeeshop near my house, the times we slept over at her house, the times we screamed at the top of our lungs, oh and the times we met up during common breaks in AJ to talk. Many more... A lot of changes, but we're still the same old Raijin and Fujin at hearts (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Alright stop reminiscing. Anyway, yep Huiling is back and I've met up with her three times already! More accurately, she's been coming here (my hall) to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;supervise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; me! HAHA. Because I haven't been a good girl. Hmmm just really glad she's back. Exam starts tomorrow and ends on Tuesday, yay. Going to enjoy myself on Tuesday I hope! Haven't gone out in a longggggggg time, rather, I haven't enjoyed myself for a longggggggg time. And when I do on Tuesday, it's with my best friend (: Haha am I talking like a kid? But it's cool, I like feeling like one! Come Tuesday come! I want pasta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Today the guys told me that I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fitter&lt;/span&gt; now all because of the scares and nonsense they've been giving me, they gave all sorts of weird and retarded reasons. Honestly, this is the third year and I'm not getting better at this, at getting freaked out. I woke up today, feeling all groggy because I didn't sleep well, and went to wash up before lunch with them. I walked out of the toilet and saw two of them waiting outside my room. As I entered my room, one of them shouted, "Quick Timo, come down! Let's go, Jo's ready." So I closed the door behind me, wanted to put down my toiletries and change. Then Timo..suddenly popped out from under my desk and went "ROARRR", I screamed like a mad woman. He hid there and waited for me... Previously he hid in my wardrobe... And that's not all, during dinner time I went to the study room to look for another friend and he knew I was going to look for him. He actually hid behind the railing just to wait for me to go up and then grab my ankle, so I screamed again and pleaseeeee, the room was filled with people studying............. They asked me why I get scared so easily even after so many experiences... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Tell me, who wouldn't get a shock??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stop I know I should stop blabbering on. And I Shouldn't have skipped church today, right Jac? God is awesome! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8004957777860603799?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8004957777860603799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-i-tell-you-my-best-friend-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8004957777860603799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8004957777860603799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-i-tell-you-my-best-friend-is-back.html' title='did i tell you my best friend is back?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSlPhnmfEQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kcZTfNHebP0/s72-c/2304+slackers+497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5210043616807865804</id><published>2008-11-22T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:05:08.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't have to hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSfavpmDeNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YeSJRcx9a5E/s1600-h/Broken_Heart_by_theFouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSfavpmDeNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YeSJRcx9a5E/s320/Broken_Heart_by_theFouro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271422401014626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;©2008 *theFouro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I said, "I can't trust You with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; my heart." He told me not to worry because He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;... He not only sees my brokenness, He takes it as if it's His. Then He told me that my flesh and my heart may fail, but He never fails, for He will be the strength of my heart and my portion eternally.&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever thank You enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am just a flower quickly fading but still, you catch me when I'm falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5210043616807865804?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5210043616807865804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-have-to-hide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5210043616807865804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5210043616807865804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-have-to-hide.html' title='don&apos;t have to hide'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSfavpmDeNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/YeSJRcx9a5E/s72-c/Broken_Heart_by_theFouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7792547404561510090</id><published>2008-11-22T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:10:05.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;211108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;humans...really can't be trusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;myself too, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;once the code is broken, it remains.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-7792547404561510090?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7792547404561510090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7792547404561510090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7792547404561510090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary.html' title='scary.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4788362518392766166</id><published>2008-11-20T20:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:00:08.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is catastrophic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I don't what's wrong, I don't know why I am so unmotivated. I think I've been too caught up with my brochure, I got too carried away. I just spent my time slowly today settling my brochure and website submission. Then I had dinner and I started watching 'Dexter' from six plus until now. It's 816pm now and I haven't started studying for my two papers next week! Oh dear, this is bad. I know I shouldn't even be here typing this entry. Haha. And damn, I'm..working tmr. For three hours only but it's at Raffles Place so plus travelling time, I'll probably waste five hours or more tmr. I don't like sociology.........................just suddenly, or maybe just for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Anyway, 'Dexter' is quite an unorthox drama. It's about serial killing and the main character is a sociopath. They use profanities a lot, more than 'Entourage', with an addition of salacious small talks. It's so unlike any other mainstream drama serial. It really shows the dark side of human beings - as in taking lives - in a psychotic manner; there's a lot of blood (the main character is a blood splatter expert). Well, as compelling as it might sound, I quite enjoy it and yet at the same time getting myself freaked out quite a little as I watch. Not because I'm quirk, but because it reminds me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;how imperfect we humans are and how ugly this world can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;. The gruesome  graphics certainly give me the creeps but really, the messed-up human minds and behaviours are the real buggers, it's disturbing... Note: I said how ugly the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;can get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;, not that it doesn't have its beautiful side. I never like blood but somehow I like war shows, basically thriller over romance. I'm not a..woman who chooses 'Definitely Maybe' over 'Saving Private Ryan'. But of course, there are exceptions, and 'Pearl Habor' is one, a brilliant blend I say. Watching 'Dexter' is really quite a reminder of reality and that we are such blessed and protected people in Singapore. Haha you might be wondering why the heck I'm blabbering so much on shows, it's not abrupt, it's a long-lost interest. I used to love films and serials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But, but, but. I am really satisfied with my brochure!!! :D I sent a copy to HFH Singapore, I hope they'll like it! They actually got me to send them the flier I previously did for the same module and would be considering using it! I must say I'm pretty excited about it! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Okay, I should stop steering away from the right direction. Moving to books now, RIGHT NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Study hard friends! (: And break a leg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4788362518392766166?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4788362518392766166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-catastrophic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4788362518392766166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4788362518392766166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-catastrophic.html' title='this is catastrophic'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7837047424874358087</id><published>2008-11-19T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:37:45.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un..productive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oh man, it's already 10pm and I haven't gotten anything done today! Sigh, wasted a day! And my friend printed my brochure wrongly so I have to go out to print tmr... Urgh, but it's my fault he printed wrongly! I did nothing much today, just watched videos and erm wasted time walking around (but got nothing settled). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The only good thing today is to meet up with Huiling finally! (: She came to hall to find me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Okay, I better start studying tmr, I only have four days to study for TWO modules, of which one I never attended the lectures. BADDDDDDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7837047424874358087?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7837047424874358087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-wasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7837047424874358087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7837047424874358087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-wasted.html' title='un..productive.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5538145434014994218</id><published>2008-11-18T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:25:14.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am gleeful (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;34 means 5 weeks before derr's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;34 means Huiling's back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;34 means 7 weeks before bro's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;34 means one week to end of examinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;34 means 3 days to end of final project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Anyway, I woke up smiling today! Yes, I really did (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Because I'm still feeling sooo loved from last night's surprise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;and because I'm thinking of meeting Huiling for supper later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;As much as I grumble about Publications projects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(first, newsletter &amp;amp; flier, and now a website &amp;amp; a brochure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I realised I do enjoy working on them very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Love and hate? I definitely think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I think it's because I really like design &amp;amp; lay-out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Time is running out but I'm taking my own sweet time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I've finished the website but touch-up is still needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(Thank God, I got derr and wl to render me some help!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I also finished one side of the brochure yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;but I still have another more side which I have yet to plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;and the numerous misc publication criterions - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are the bitches&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I was watching 'Dexter' just now and it is a..very unique drama serial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;It's gruesome, smart and..well it just gives me the creeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Maybe I should watch another episode then start doing work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Later~&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-5538145434014994218?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5538145434014994218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-gleeful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5538145434014994218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5538145434014994218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-gleeful.html' title='I am gleeful (:'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-766071279673193670</id><published>2008-11-18T01:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:08:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed 2nd Year (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGwbZEWZtI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QiVBlzTXiPs/s1600-h/2nd+year+anni+card+for+derr_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGwbZEWZtI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QiVBlzTXiPs/s400/2nd+year+anni+card+for+derr_e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269687023632279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;from me2you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Derrick Liao&lt;/span&gt;, you really caught me off-guard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;absolutely off-guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I didn't expect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that much&lt;/span&gt; from you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not because I've underestimated you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simply because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gone the extra mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you have the ability to break my heart...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, again, have the capacity to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fix it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fill it with so much love &amp;amp; joy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the gift,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm so overwhelmed and moved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;that my words have become superfluous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGw9PLrDsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/IVjG4H31tyc/s1600-h/2yrcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGw9PLrDsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/IVjG4H31tyc/s400/2yrcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269687605094190786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from you2me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You're simply the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGxgTCSZvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/8ctXW0ZpgFE/s1600-h/Bonus+Track+Cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGxgTCSZvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/8ctXW0ZpgFE/s400/Bonus+Track+Cover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269688207423989490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you (:&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/2559529769233477517-766071279673193670?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/766071279673193670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed-2nd-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/766071279673193670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/766071279673193670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed-2nd-year.html' title='Blessed 2nd Year (:'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSGwbZEWZtI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QiVBlzTXiPs/s72-c/2nd+year+anni+card+for+derr_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6971422332871380118</id><published>2008-11-17T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:24:58.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I should stop getting distracted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Okay, it's not really a distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I only planned to spend at most two hours on it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;in the end I spent five hours..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Well, it's something I couldn't not do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It's rather simple but I'm satisfied! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I better start doing my brochure now... ROAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oh, and yay Huiling's back already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6971422332871380118?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6971422332871380118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6971422332871380118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6971422332871380118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-no.html' title='Oh no..!'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8379769199958425870</id><published>2008-11-16T19:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:33:36.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is comfortable, and broken in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSADULlaePI/AAAAAAAAAV0/spoC9a5-0YA/s1600-h/CIMG4926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSADULlaePI/AAAAAAAAAV0/spoC9a5-0YA/s320/CIMG4926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269215209265461490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And maybe when your heart and soul are burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You might see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;That everytime Im talking with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It's always over too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2 more days to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;731 days&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(it's a leap year)&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-8379769199958425870?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8379769199958425870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-comfortable-and-broken-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8379769199958425870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8379769199958425870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-comfortable-and-broken-in.html' title='it is comfortable, and broken in'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SSADULlaePI/AAAAAAAAAV0/spoC9a5-0YA/s72-c/CIMG4926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-9060628264385467622</id><published>2008-11-15T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:53:10.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so, comfortable, after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Time, you can stop now, just stop right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;and don't move until I say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-9060628264385467622?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9060628264385467622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-comfortable-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/9060628264385467622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/9060628264385467622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-comfortable-after-all.html' title='not so, comfortable, after all'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6057386699195340686</id><published>2008-11-14T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:32:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncross the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Am I supposed to be all the time understanding and least demanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Today is just not the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I don't even know what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I got chided and that really left me puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe I deserved it, maybe I was really kicking a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was just being me&lt;/span&gt; earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;You should know me, know how I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;, I explained and waited..for hours.&lt;br /&gt;And for nothing in the end,&lt;br /&gt;no response no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a total idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;There's no sarcasm intended if you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;(cuz for all that I've said above, it's odd to say sorry but I freaking am)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry again because,&lt;br /&gt;this imperfect me, will never be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;No I'm sorry, I should say...&lt;br /&gt;this imperfect me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; never be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; detest to be walked out on, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without a word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thought we passed that stage?&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;I am such an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6057386699195340686?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6057386699195340686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncross-line_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6057386699195340686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6057386699195340686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncross-line_14.html' title='uncross the line'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1513524387669447470</id><published>2008-11-13T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:04:43.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freed, now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;For quite some time, I've been...just updating my blog very briefly,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes quite intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Little did I realise that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Hey I'm at Post 39 already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;From 113 to 39, it's been 74 days&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and Derrick Liao, I got my math right this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;In less than 40 days,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at the airport waiting for derr's arrival, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;derr's return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oh, and in less than 5 days,&lt;br /&gt;we would be done with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;our sophomore year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Thank You for...&lt;br /&gt;remembering something you usually don't,&lt;br /&gt;and valuing something you normally don't,&lt;br /&gt;all just because I value it.&lt;br /&gt;You're such a gem, movingly treasured by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Last week was quite an unpleasant week, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I was sick and emotionally affected by certain stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But..thank God for my family, derr, Bro, hl and von.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Haha although most prob didn't know what exactly was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I feel so much peaceful this week... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I have a really crappy final project to complete though, ROAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Okay, back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Our love is, comfortable and so broken in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1513524387669447470?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1513524387669447470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/freed-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1513524387669447470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1513524387669447470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/freed-now.html' title='freed, now.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-882578867006540101</id><published>2008-11-12T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:07:35.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>domino effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;all good things come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;same goes for the bad things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-882578867006540101?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/882578867006540101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/domino-effect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/882578867006540101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/882578867006540101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/domino-effect.html' title='domino effect'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5409090880729531967</id><published>2008-11-11T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:07:01.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voiceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I hate to be in a position I can't comfort someone who is sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I hate to be speechless but I really can't find the words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So, I just look at the person and say, "I understand..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and well yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I'll be right here when you need to talk..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sure I mean it but how much do such words alleviate one's pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I will pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5409090880729531967?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5409090880729531967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/voiceless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5409090880729531967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5409090880729531967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/voiceless.html' title='voiceless'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8430733547556363039</id><published>2008-11-10T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:05:13.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run to Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I need strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I need peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I need &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I need You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8430733547556363039?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8430733547556363039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/run-to-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8430733547556363039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8430733547556363039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/run-to-him.html' title='run to Him'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5104000330766331865</id><published>2008-11-09T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:35:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;WAKE UP, WAKE UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5104000330766331865?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5104000330766331865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/awakening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5104000330766331865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5104000330766331865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/awakening.html' title='awakening'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8639488243180698736</id><published>2008-11-09T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:06:37.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time will never meet his Maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;8th Nov 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I don't mind, or rather, I wish time could pass quickly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So that all of you would be back by my side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Can't believe I actually feel this way only now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Bro has another four years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Huiling has another three years or so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jiunn has another two years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cai has another three years I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Life..I don't know what to say about life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hurry, hurry...&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-8639488243180698736?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8639488243180698736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-will-never-meet-his-maker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8639488243180698736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8639488243180698736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-will-never-meet-his-maker.html' title='time will never meet his Maker'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6643642086290667306</id><published>2008-11-07T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:28:50.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one by one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Let me get over with this flu and I'll be back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-6643642086290667306?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6643642086290667306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-by-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6643642086290667306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6643642086290667306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-by-one.html' title='one by one'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-5332345543846276025</id><published>2008-11-06T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:00:17.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't even know what to say now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Just want to quickly get over with November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-5332345543846276025?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5332345543846276025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5332345543846276025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/5332345543846276025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_06.html' title='...'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1295812484974404767</id><published>2008-11-05T15:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:10:54.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's bleak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The downpour is not helping, not even the slightest bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;At every flash of the lightning, I brace myself for the thunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yet, at every clash of the thunder, I squirm like a wimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Every time the wind howls, I feel a cold chill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a grieved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Every time the raindrops fall, I feel my heart sinking an inch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Why didn't the wind take away my insanity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Why didn't the rain wash away my doldrums?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Why does the sun hide its face behind the grey sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Why does the medicine not make me feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fathom, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not yet&lt;/span&gt;, and my heart is stinging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1295812484974404767?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1295812484974404767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-gets-tougher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1295812484974404767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1295812484974404767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-gets-tougher.html' title='it&apos;s bleak.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2106759675840131453</id><published>2008-11-04T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:51:10.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At sixes and sevens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I never thought I'd say this but yeah, I rather study one more year than start work. My mother and sister asked me few nights ago what I'm gonna do when I graduate next year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm not very sure. Yes I always say PR but sometimes I feel that I'm not cut out for it. I hate to use the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; or say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;if only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;, because I don't want to succumb to such adverse thoughts. But darn, I want to experience NOC pretty badly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;-- NUS Overseas College where undergraduate gets to work and study at the same time for a year. Well, if I do get accepted for honours program, I'll probably apply for NOC. I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; cuz my results barely hit the mark and it's not easy to get into NOC... And there are also other significant reasons why I want to go NOC... I actually feel kinda lost now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;suddenly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;and I loathe this feeling. Things took quite a big turn for me ever since I graduated from secondary school and I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;know what the reasons are. I don't quite know what I really want, at least for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Well, today I was just wondering... Why..did God place my best friends overseas and me here... All three of them..and what about me? It's quite frustrating sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fever refuses to go away. I've already taken so many fever tablets but it still persist. And my flu...is causing me to finish almost half a box of tissue in a day. I can't concentrate on my work, anything but work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2106759675840131453?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2106759675840131453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-sixes-and-sevens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2106759675840131453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2106759675840131453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-sixes-and-sevens.html' title='At sixes and sevens.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4917401304693073211</id><published>2008-11-03T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:16:11.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running a temperature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I really hate that time passes too quickly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4917401304693073211?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4917401304693073211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/running-temperature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4917401304693073211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4917401304693073211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/running-temperature.html' title='running a temperature'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2747175794060971286</id><published>2008-11-03T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:03:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, maybe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The great man once said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't give him the illusion of being pursued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2747175794060971286?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2747175794060971286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2747175794060971286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2747175794060971286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-maybe.html' title='Yeah, maybe.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4005901616875874466</id><published>2008-11-02T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T04:36:51.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1386/2200</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Unproductive and distracted.&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/2559529769233477517-4005901616875874466?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4005901616875874466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4005901616875874466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4005901616875874466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='1386/2200'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-526074855824653934</id><published>2008-10-31T22:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:50:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God of Reconciliation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Earlier on, I was editing the photo for Yvonne and suddenly I was wondering about the verse that she shared with me during the first lesson. She used that verse as an answer when I asked her how Jesus was able to overcome sins for ALL of us. I know it's a verse from Romans 5 but I didn't take my bible out and search for it. Then just a while ago, I went to read derr's QT and my jaws dropped when I saw the title...it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Reconciliation through Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;. Well I am shocked (I think derr is shocked too) because yesterday I was pretty bothered by reconciliation and blogged about it and derr's QT happened to be on reconciliation as well... And the key verse of his QT is the verse I've been trying to recall today, it's also the verse Yvonne shared with me. Praise God (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For just as through the disobedience of the one man the many were made sinners, so also through the obedience of the one man the many will be made righteous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Romans 5:19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-526074855824653934?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/526074855824653934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/reconciliation-through-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/526074855824653934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/526074855824653934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/reconciliation-through-christ.html' title='My God of Reconciliation.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3327283257181632322</id><published>2008-10-31T20:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:04:48.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lead me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQsAj__oKYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mfxYmmOf1XQ/s1600-h/von+iv+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQsAj__oKYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mfxYmmOf1XQ/s400/von+iv+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263301207986284930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I may not know her for a long time, but she's really special to me. She's someone I know I can always rely on, someone who genuinely cares for me... I'm really thankful to God, He led me to her through derr (: What a wonderful blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-3327283257181632322?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3327283257181632322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/lead-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3327283257181632322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3327283257181632322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/lead-me.html' title='lead me'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQsAj__oKYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mfxYmmOf1XQ/s72-c/von+iv+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4685801909234943802</id><published>2008-10-30T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:28:22.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this what you want for me God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You are a God of reconciliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;One by one, You make me step in front of the paths that were broken. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Tell me, dear Lord, is this what You want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;For me to reconcile and to love my enemies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;For sure is for the latter,&lt;br /&gt;For I'd like to think so is for the former...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Okay I know I'm not making a lot of sense here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&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/2559529769233477517-4685801909234943802?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4685801909234943802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/53.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4685801909234943802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4685801909234943802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/53.html' title='Is this what you want for me God?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6103903652186721711</id><published>2008-10-29T15:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:38:08.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give blood give life (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good now because I just donated blood (: I like to know I'm able to help, better still save lives, by giving blood. This is my fourth time donating blood and it happens to be the most painful experience. The nurse who attended to me was probably not very familiar haha. I didn't feel any pain after donations previously but I can feel the sting now! Actually the doctor said my blood pressure is lower than usual today, meaning lower than the minimum level to donate too but he gave the green light in the end. That's probably the reason why I am feeling giddy now haha. And the song 'With You' played in the hall just now probably made me nauseous too hurhur... Okay gonna tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQgSX07yESI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/a49NAotJ_RY/s1600-h/SP_A0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQgSX07yESI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/a49NAotJ_RY/s400/SP_A0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262476365138104610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e a break now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6103903652186721711?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6103903652186721711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-blood-give-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6103903652186721711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6103903652186721711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-blood-give-life.html' title='give blood give life (:'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQgSX07yESI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/a49NAotJ_RY/s72-c/SP_A0581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6015159888474792450</id><published>2008-10-28T18:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:03:09.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ennui</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm getting so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway below is a flier I've done for Habitat For Humanity Singapore, for one of my CNM modules! It's an amateur production because I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; new to Adobe InDesign. So gonna lose out to the other pros in this module, damn. The 40% final project is to create a website for the organization and it's individual work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaking FOURTY PERCENT.&lt;/span&gt; In fact, everything is solo for this module. This is the only solo CNM module around man. Urgh, GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQbvOG1zSQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/f_gt9vqmFCg/s1600-h/joflier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQbvOG1zSQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/f_gt9vqmFCg/s400/joflier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262156240262482178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6015159888474792450?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6015159888474792450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ennui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6015159888474792450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6015159888474792450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ennui.html' title='ennui'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQbvOG1zSQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/f_gt9vqmFCg/s72-c/joflier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6889057883781784540</id><published>2008-10-28T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:44:50.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXvydR5CZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/7-I4yw_AvWI/s1600-h/A+glimpse+without+you+271008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXvydR5CZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/7-I4yw_AvWI/s400/A+glimpse+without+you+271008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875389784459666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6889057883781784540?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6889057883781784540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/translation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6889057883781784540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6889057883781784540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/translation.html' title='translation'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXvydR5CZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/7-I4yw_AvWI/s72-c/A+glimpse+without+you+271008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8670484682408595983</id><published>2008-10-27T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:06:38.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I caught a glimpse of what my life would be without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Not a pretty picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXIMsjKJ-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/qbH9MgTf8M0/s1600-h/Missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXIMsjKJ-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/qbH9MgTf8M0/s400/Missing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261831860094904290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2007-2008 ~ xLadyDaisyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-8670484682408595983?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8670484682408595983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/really_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8670484682408595983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8670484682408595983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/really_27.html' title='Really..?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQXIMsjKJ-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/qbH9MgTf8M0/s72-c/Missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-8686312746443679054</id><published>2008-10-26T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:51:53.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>search my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Today's follow-up was really good, really poured out my heart...&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you actually really pour out your heart to?&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to trust sometimes, but it's even tougher to not trust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Celebrated my 21st birthday with slackers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Thank You Xiulu for organizing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And thanks a lot for sending me back son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'm really worn out, going to watch Chuck now yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-8686312746443679054?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8686312746443679054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/search-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8686312746443679054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/8686312746443679054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/search-my-heart.html' title='search my heart'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2484747923290135536</id><published>2008-10-25T16:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:34:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambivalence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I really believe that song is food for the soul for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Some songs you just love...like David Cook's Always Be My Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Some you just loathe...like Cyndi Wang's 爱你. (Why do I even remember this title...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;And several you love and hate at the same time..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;For me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Lips of an Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; by Hinder - by the way, what a screwed up content...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; by Snow Patrol - guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;我不配&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" class="p14" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;搁浅&lt;/span&gt; by Jay Chou - super emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 Crimes&lt;/span&gt; by Damien Rice - another screwed-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promiscuous Girl&lt;/span&gt; by Nelly Furtado - yeah, I know it's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With You&lt;/span&gt; by Chris Brown - seriously with..my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can't remember what else already.&lt;br /&gt;And this post shows how unfocused I am because I've a lot of work but I still have the mood to type such rubbish out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2331h:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Pslam 139:23-24&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/2559529769233477517-2484747923290135536?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2484747923290135536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ambivalence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2484747923290135536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2484747923290135536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ambivalence.html' title='ambivalence'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-994753013407916698</id><published>2008-10-24T03:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:29:40.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Song period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yep it was a great trip, we really enjoyed ourselves!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQHakZGBKII/AAAAAAAAAUg/quFQsFpzfQM/s1600-h/thank+you+card+241008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQHakZGBKII/AAAAAAAAAUg/quFQsFpzfQM/s400/thank+you+card+241008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260726158491723906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-994753013407916698?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/994753013407916698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/simple-song-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/994753013407916698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/994753013407916698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/simple-song-period.html' title='A Simple Song period'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQHakZGBKII/AAAAAAAAAUg/quFQsFpzfQM/s72-c/thank+you+card+241008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-60254576715614768</id><published>2008-10-23T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:47:38.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to jiunn (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQBxus2Sc0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/UAPt0rDUxHU/s1600-h/jiunn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQBxus2Sc0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/UAPt0rDUxHU/s400/jiunn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329411895522114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Eight years of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I really cherish.&lt;br /&gt;All the best in Exeter.&lt;br /&gt;God bless (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-60254576715614768?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/60254576715614768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-jiunn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/60254576715614768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/60254576715614768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-jiunn.html' title='to jiunn (:'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SQBxus2Sc0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/UAPt0rDUxHU/s72-c/jiunn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3496410341169559549</id><published>2008-10-23T01:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:49:07.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you dear (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;22nd Oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I woke up with a heavy heart knowing it was my last day in HK with derr. It wasn't even a day, we woke up at 8am and my flight was at 11am, just two hours left. Okay heavy heart might be a little exaggerated but you get my drift... The past 7 days was probably the fastest week of this whole semester. The thought of leaving derr, taking the plane alone and then lugging the heavy luggage all the way back to NUS was really dreadful. We went to one of the restaurants nearby to have dim sum breakfast before heading to the airport. Took last few shots before I went to the boarding gate. And so that marked the end of my 7-days 21st celebration in HK with derr. I still remember so clearly the first day I walked out of the arrival gate to meet derr, he was standing there smiling at me. Here I am now, sitting alone in my room and missing his presence so much. I don't wanna sound ridiculous because he'd only be away for another two months! But I guess I feel this way because I really enjoyed every single moment spent there with him. We slept less than six hours every night and walked around for more than 13 hours everyday, didn't even take cab at all. Almost no time was wasted cuz he had everything planned out and he knows the way around. Okay end of whining. I am happy this trip materialized and that my 21st birthday was made special. I had nothing much to worry this whole trip, except..losing our belongings. The place is great, the food is good but most of all, the companion was ideal (: I deeply appreciate everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kdz1OzFI/AAAAAAAAATw/ALMEvH7wL-k/s1600-h/last+day+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kdz1OzFI/AAAAAAAAATw/ALMEvH7wL-k/s320/last+day+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260033353084488786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kt45spWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IKdD9eZCLzo/s1600-h/last+day+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kt45spWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/IKdD9eZCLzo/s320/last+day+II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260033629323306338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I really thank God, for blessing me with derr (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kUVcpFMI/AAAAAAAAATo/pOdNLoxVuD8/s1600-h/last+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kUVcpFMI/AAAAAAAAATo/pOdNLoxVuD8/s320/last+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260033190309467330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"You'll always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I'm a part of you indefinitely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;~end day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2559529769233477517-3496410341169559549?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3496410341169559549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3496410341169559549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3496410341169559549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-dear.html' title='thank you dear (:'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9kdz1OzFI/AAAAAAAAATw/ALMEvH7wL-k/s72-c/last+day+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1341822671961250603</id><published>2008-10-22T22:26:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:15:40.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>times flies when we're having fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;64&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;19th Oct&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It was a Sunday and so we woke up really early to go church together! (: Befo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;re leaving for church, we had breakfast at Cha Chaan Teng in HKUST! We were soooo tired but I kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ow we were both excited! I was really pleased..cuz it'd been a long time since we last went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; for worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; toget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;her. Had a great time worshiping God together, really (: A pity we forgot to take photos at the chur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ch. It's called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; The Vine, what a nice name. After church, we rushed off to Tsim Sha Tsui to get our ferry tickets to Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;au. Oh, I didn't get Agnes B in the end! But it's okay, save money! Macau is quite a..strange place hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a. Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ey have so many different cultures existing in the same places tog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ether. We walked non-st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;op man. Tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ed their fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ous portugese egg tarts and pork chop burger! Hmmm most of the main attractions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;were quite below expectations but I am glad I finally visited Macau! My goodness, The Venetian Macau is really pretty! The casino is...gigantic. We didn't stay long cuz we had to rush to Zhuhai to check into the hotel but it's okay! Just happy we managed to take a look there! (: We r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ushed off to the customs to cross over t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Zhuhai and thank God, it was a smooth trip! The dinner at Zhuhai was quite a satisfying one! It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; was my first time tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ying the authentic Chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;xiao-chao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The portions were insanely huge for just two of us but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we finished it! HAHA yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; were were starving! We walked around for more than 13 hours man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HoQ6nFEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8nBtYiBvUGs/s1600-h/day+4+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HoQ6nFEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8nBtYiBvUGs/s320/day+4+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260001646853166146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9KFAj9cPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SVvk9Curwpo/s1600-h/day+4+iv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9KFAj9cPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SVvk9Curwpo/s320/day+4+iv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260004339702657266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HgfMqKeI/AAAAAAAAARw/0d3lVeW1pTE/s1600-h/day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HgfMqKeI/AAAAAAAAARw/0d3lVeW1pTE/s320/day+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260001513248008674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HsXnon-I/AAAAAAAAASA/DPvLdJzWaXo/s1600-h/day+4+ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HsXnon-I/AAAAAAAAASA/DPvLdJzWaXo/s320/day+4+ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260001717372100578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9Hv2BDarI/AAAAAAAAASI/RIjeW7wJ-H0/s1600-h/day+4+iii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9Hv2BDarI/AAAAAAAAASI/RIjeW7wJ-H0/s320/day+4+iii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260001777071385266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="geci"&gt;"寫一首簡單的歌　讓妳的心情快樂&lt;br /&gt;愛情就像一條河　難免會碰到波折&lt;br /&gt;這一首簡單的歌　並沒有什麼獨特&lt;br /&gt;好像我　那麼的平凡　卻又深刻"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~end day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Oct&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Woke up early again to go to the ferry terminal to pick Kang Hao up! We we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;e gonna shop at the Gong Bei underground shopping mall! But oh man..what a disappointment! For the t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;hree of us and for derr and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;. Because the season is changing to winter, long sleeves were found e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;verywhere instead of the normal apparels! We were quite frustrated because the to-and-fro ferry ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ckets cost SGD$70 each! But I guess it was alright for derr and I since we went to Macau (in case you wonder, Macau and Zhuhai are just a border apart, like Singapore and Malaysia). The food in China are so cheap..okay derr said we shouldn't say cheap, we should say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;not ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;! The price of the portugese egg tart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;s in Zhuhai is half of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;hat i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; HK! The price of a whole cake (a slight smaller one) is 8.60 RMB - . - Man, we forgot to buy cakes and egg tarts ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ck to HK, what a pity!!! Had a good lunch at the HK cafe and the prices are half of that in HK. We started shopping at around 12pm and our ferry back was at 830pm haha. We s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;topped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; for high tea at a xiao long bao shop and the xiao long baos are so...not ex again! Rarrr, like 8 for 9 RMB! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; think Kerwei and HJ will kee siao if they go there. Anyway, I must say derr's and my bargaining skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;s are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;so much better than the previous trip! LEVEL UP! Most of the time, we start slashing around half the prices the stall keepers offer us! HAHA. If they refuse to give in, we'd use the-walk-away method and they work most o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;f 95% of th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;e time! Like, this shopkeeper offered me the clutch I like at 168 RMB and I managed to bargain until 70 RMB! HAHA. We learnt not to fall for the innocent faces anymore. Oh well, we didn't buy a lot cuz of the season change!!! But I'm relatively satisfied. I totally knocked out on the ferry back and derr actually studied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;a while cuz he had test the next day. We went for dinner at a Cha Chaan Teng bef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ore going back to HKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ST. DAMN TIRED cuz we were out for more than 13 hours again! Poor derr still had to study for his test when we got back to school and that was when I start uploading photos on fac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ebook hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;. Oh yay, we did laundry together! I'm really glad to be able to learn more about hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;s life in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;KUST (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9IYPqSHtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0ZZcaCvhUk8/s1600-h/day+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9IYPqSHtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0ZZcaCvhUk8/s320/day+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260002471149969106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9IctKycZI/AAAAAAAAASY/gsbVVQJk_p4/s1600-h/day+5+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9IctKycZI/AAAAAAAAASY/gsbVVQJk_p4/s320/day+5+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260002547790410130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9ImwO-MTI/AAAAAAAAASo/k7nH9kbewT4/s1600-h/day+5+iii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9ImwO-MTI/AAAAAAAAASo/k7nH9kbewT4/s320/day+5+iii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260002720411955506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9JQl9zOBI/AAAAAAAAASw/sRoL4lnJSOo/s1600-h/day+5+iv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9JQl9zOBI/AAAAAAAAASw/sRoL4lnJSOo/s320/day+5+iv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260003439210084370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9Ig0nkpvI/AAAAAAAAASg/BKQz1osd3Zs/s1600-h/day+5+ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9Ig0nkpvI/AAAAAAAAASg/BKQz1osd3Zs/s320/day+5+ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260002618509666034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"迎面而来的月光拉长身影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 漫无目的地走在冷冷的街&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 我没有你的消息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 因为我在想你"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~end day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Oct&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Derr went for his test in the morning and I slept in. When he came back and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;slept, I got up to pack up and settle some stuff since it was my second last day in HK. Man, I really felt quite sian at t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;he point in time cuz I really really wished I had more time there with derr. Time really fly when we are having fun huh... Woke derr up and we left HKUST to check into a hostel at Mongkok before going to disneyland. Finally had my first wanton mee there! Oh, it was a first time visit to disneyland for both derr and I (: We took a lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;t of pictures! Man, could have taken more but the camera battery was dying so we had to save on many shots! Hmmm disneyland is a nice place but I don't think I'll go back there again unless my kids want to visit there in the future haha. The biggest draw should be the fireworks already but it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;n't that spectacular anyway. So.. I was just happy to have derr as my companion there haha (: Left disneyland after the fireworks to have claypot dinner at mongkok! Woo I love the claypot rice! And my all-time favorite yuen-yang! W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;alked around in mongkok again before going back to the hostel. My sixth and last night there ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9QBiilzHI/AAAAAAAAATY/Iw63I99bz0I/s1600-h/day+6+iii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9QBiilzHI/AAAAAAAAATY/Iw63I99bz0I/s320/day+6+iii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260010877174008946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9QFJae1hI/AAAAAAAAATg/lx1SnZnXqhw/s1600-h/day+6+iv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9QFJae1hI/AAAAAAAAATg/lx1SnZnXqhw/s320/day+6+iv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260010939148588562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PhwGSy4I/AAAAAAAAATA/l_6_3HDDxOU/s1600-h/day+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PhwGSy4I/AAAAAAAAATA/l_6_3HDDxOU/s320/day+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260010331057605506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PspbH0xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/r_HVqPl39v4/s1600-h/day+6+ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PspbH0xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/r_HVqPl39v4/s320/day+6+ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260010518244479762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PnPpmoaI/AAAAAAAAATI/Svvz895PiU4/s1600-h/day+6+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9PnPpmoaI/AAAAAAAAATI/Svvz895PiU4/s320/day+6+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260010425426551202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"朦胧的世界 我们聊了多远&lt;br /&gt;冰刀画的圈 圈起了谁改变&lt;br /&gt;如果再重来 会不会笑笑骂骂&lt;br /&gt;爱是不是 不开口才珍贵"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;~end day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2559529769233477517-1341822671961250603?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1341822671961250603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/times-flies-when-were-having-fun_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1341822671961250603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1341822671961250603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/times-flies-when-were-having-fun_22.html' title='times flies when we&apos;re having fun'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SP9HoQ6nFEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8nBtYiBvUGs/s72-c/day+4+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1763679387682143823</id><published>2008-10-21T02:47:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:49:46.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;~continued from previous entry - Day 3 in HK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Tour around HKUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Part of the campus, erm some of the places are quite hard to find...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzZUlBiDZI/AAAAAAAAARI/2-oeKvx93sM/s1600-h/CIMG4785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzZUlBiDZI/AAAAAAAAARI/2-oeKvx93sM/s320/CIMG4785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259317412421045650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;At one of the top levels at the campus!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzZd4_Vp5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/Og7CgmBm7tw/s1600-h/CIMG4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzZd4_Vp5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/Og7CgmBm7tw/s320/CIMG4794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259317572399376274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;On our way to the sea side!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzaFlG4HMI/AAAAAAAAARY/d2E2qRJ_auk/s1600-h/CIMG4798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzaFlG4HMI/AAAAAAAAARY/d2E2qRJ_auk/s320/CIMG4798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318254257052866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;At the sea side!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzauW7INQI/AAAAAAAAARg/4ZoI4gDJcyE/s1600-h/CIMG4804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzauW7INQI/AAAAAAAAARg/4ZoI4gDJcyE/s320/CIMG4804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318954824316162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Dinner with derr's friends from HKUST!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzbZafl14I/AAAAAAAAARo/wERxffj19gY/s1600-h/CIMG4829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzbZafl14I/AAAAAAAAARo/wERxffj19gY/s320/CIMG4829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259319694516934530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~be right back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1763679387682143823?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1763679387682143823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/times-flies-when-were-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1763679387682143823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1763679387682143823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/times-flies-when-were-having-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPzZUlBiDZI/AAAAAAAAARI/2-oeKvx93sM/s72-c/CIMG4785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4305235831874072948</id><published>2008-10-18T15:05:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:26:19.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Hong Kong! Hello Boyfriend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;67&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Happy 21st to me!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I must say it's really quite a special one to me (: I celebrated earlier with my family two weeks ago and a day before the actual with my hall friends. There are still a few groups I haven't gotten a chance to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;celebrate with! I've been rushing my work the past two weeks, it was mad! But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; it wouldn't had been so crazy if I didn't play do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ta with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; the guys! Oh man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nk goodness they didn't marinate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e this yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;r! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ut serio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;usly...the abuses and nonsense they've been giving me is more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;than enough. I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; not kiddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;g when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I use the w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;abuse&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;was rus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ng around before the flight to HK. Thank God Guan sent me to the ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;rport and I had popeyes with him! The flight was smooth (: Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;en, ta-dah I saw my boyfriend waiting upon arrival! Had pasta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;with him for my birthday dinner! Man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I realised the last time I had pasta was with him just before h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e left! We always have pasta together you see! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmaN9c7kBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oWv-ODLhCtY/s1600-h/CIMG4696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmaN9c7kBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oWv-ODLhCtY/s320/CIMG4696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258403604556648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmaUOTraDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Aoc7E-S5SXE/s1600-h/CIMG4697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmaUOTraDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Aoc7E-S5SXE/s320/CIMG4697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258403712160458802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Happy birthday to you~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head's big that's true~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is so special~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together so cool~&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~end day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Derr's uncl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;e and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; wife ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;me to HK too so w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; met up w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ith them for dim sum br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;unch and seafood dinner! Both meals were good! (: I felt so pampered! It's always this case when we kids are with adults right? We walked around the who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;le day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;! We on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ly spent a little because we hope to grab better deals in Zhu Hai! Oh well, I doubt I'll spend a lot cuz I don't really regard thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;s trip as a shopping spree, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;But I think I'll get an Agnes B wallet as a 21st gift from myself haha! Hmmm really thank God for derr cuz he arranged and planned everything in advance so we wouldn't be bored or waste time! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmapgNjIWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/60XKYfaj-lw/s1600-h/CIMG4707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmapgNjIWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/60XKYfaj-lw/s320/CIMG4707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258404077743841634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPma9fG_ZKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VCzNykZ9CBE/s1600-h/CIMG4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPma9fG_ZKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VCzNykZ9CBE/s320/CIMG4745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258404421045281954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmbJfEV3UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-DmmG5iHrEQ/s1600-h/CIMG4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmbJfEV3UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-DmmG5iHrEQ/s320/CIMG4747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258404627192601922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"A way back into love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~end day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Here I am at HKUST and typing this entry now! Because derr is having his mid term now! Haha he studied for this mid term before I came over, oops. Finally met his friends here, they seem nice! (: Oh before he left for his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;mid term, he brought me around his campus! Man, the scenic views they got over here are really awesome! Really make me wanna study here as well haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In fact, I'm at this cafe overlooking the sea now! How cool! And the weather here is sooooo good and windy! It's like 99 times better than Olio and the coffee is not bad! Awwww! After his mid term, we should be having dinner with his friends and then we are going to sing karaoke! Yay (: I'm really filled with joy and love (: Oh man I kinda dread leaving here already, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Imagine me and you...so happy together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~to be continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4305235831874072948?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4305235831874072948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-hong-kong-hello-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4305235831874072948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/4305235831874072948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-hong-kong-hello-boyfriend.html' title='Hello Hong Kong! Hello Boyfriend!'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPmaN9c7kBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oWv-ODLhCtY/s72-c/CIMG4696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6385063074822922124</id><published>2008-10-15T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:25:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;see you soon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-6385063074822922124?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6385063074822922124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6385063074822922124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6385063074822922124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-good.html' title='feeling good'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-7332925685372018691</id><published>2008-10-14T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:46:32.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got a Beautiful Saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Jesus, Beautiful Saviour,&lt;br /&gt;God of all Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;Risen king,&lt;br /&gt;Lamb of God,&lt;br /&gt;Holy and righteous,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed redeemer,&lt;br /&gt;Bright morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the heavens shout your praise,&lt;br /&gt;All creation bow to worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful, how beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Name above every name, exalted high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful, how beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus your name, name above every name, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will sing forever, Jesus I love you, Jesus I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To see the unseen, to see the eternal, to see You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-7332925685372018691?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-4585344726952302209</id><published>2008-10-14T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:39:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Olio Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Work work my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4585344726952302209?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4585344726952302209/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>the  u n s e e n</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;71&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPH6gGL0iPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VcTuZ23fQBY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPH6gGL0iPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VcTuZ23fQBY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256257669441030386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;part of the big story, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God's story&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/2559529769233477517-7484993469457132263?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7484993469457132263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/unseen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7484993469457132263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/7484993469457132263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/unseen.html' title='the  u n s e e n'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SPH6gGL0iPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VcTuZ23fQBY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6692938926427397738</id><published>2008-10-11T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:54:03.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C4 guys how love me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Night cycling turned &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fright&lt;/span&gt; cycling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-6692938926427397738?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6692938926427397738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/c4-guys-how-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6692938926427397738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6692938926427397738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/c4-guys-how-love-me.html' title='C4 guys how love me.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-928936425475287414</id><published>2008-10-10T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:35:40.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring on the thunder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO722bRJ9NI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h4_swF3e0kM/s1600-h/summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO722bRJ9NI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h4_swF3e0kM/s320/summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255409230081029330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-928936425475287414?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/928936425475287414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/bring-on-thunder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/928936425475287414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/928936425475287414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/bring-on-thunder.html' title='bring on the thunder.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO722bRJ9NI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h4_swF3e0kM/s72-c/summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3401690417177221577</id><published>2008-10-09T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:04:20.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO2CTFSUNRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4ZUotoY3bPs/s1600-h/CIMG5755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO2CTFSUNRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4ZUotoY3bPs/s320/CIMG5755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254999604559361298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;want you to be happy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-3401690417177221577?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SO2CTFSUNRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4ZUotoY3bPs/s72-c/CIMG5755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-404930886574812427</id><published>2008-10-08T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:01:21.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ennui</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;No wonder we face so many challenges in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-404930886574812427?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1043442196287587553</id><published>2008-10-07T07:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:14:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troll Warlord is my nemesis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: &amp;quot;Impact&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(255, 192, 0);"&gt;DOTA IS DETRIMENTAL&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so stay away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:28;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1043442196287587553?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1043442196287587553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/nooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1043442196287587553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOn5dzyE8CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/bP_CmgfnU3g/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOn5dzyE8CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/bP_CmgfnU3g/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254004730816163874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;"...For I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-4512766442544903821?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOn5dzyE8CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/bP_CmgfnU3g/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-6098473777753532824</id><published>2008-10-05T03:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T03:18:46.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 5th is a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The hamster turns 22 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOfAbJxs8qI/AAAAAAAAANw/b8qGTj-Uihg/s1600-h/kw%27s+22nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOfAbJxs8qI/AAAAAAAAANw/b8qGTj-Uihg/s400/kw%27s+22nd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379063064359586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;God bless (:&lt;br /&gt;&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/2559529769233477517-6098473777753532824?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6098473777753532824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/22-year-old-hamster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6098473777753532824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/6098473777753532824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/22-year-old-hamster.html' title='October 5th is a good day.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOfAbJxs8qI/AAAAAAAAANw/b8qGTj-Uihg/s72-c/kw%27s+22nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2441417893632781498</id><published>2008-10-04T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:03:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I'm so glad to be home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2441417893632781498?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3865049394819499949</id><published>2008-10-03T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:52:59.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah lan eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; MANY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEADLINES&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/2559529769233477517-3865049394819499949?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3865049394819499949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/wah-lan-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3865049394819499949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3865049394819499949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/wah-lan-eh.html' title='wah lan eh'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-2719239350977249522</id><published>2008-10-02T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:06:47.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOTVPX8jlTI/AAAAAAAAANY/j1G_Ur4RoVg/s1600-h/ChinaOne+190107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOTVPX8jlTI/AAAAAAAAANY/j1G_Ur4RoVg/s320/ChinaOne+190107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252557525523600690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;almost two years already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-2719239350977249522?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2719239350977249522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/rewind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2719239350977249522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/2719239350977249522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/rewind.html' title='rewind'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOTVPX8jlTI/AAAAAAAAANY/j1G_Ur4RoVg/s72-c/ChinaOne+190107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-1879640241423291750</id><published>2008-10-01T23:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T02:18:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember the days we exploit 'forever'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;82&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The days before uni started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOO08FSVIoI/AAAAAAAAANI/hhiuvU2VHzo/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOO08FSVIoI/AAAAAAAAANI/hhiuvU2VHzo/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252240534748340866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(Actually Teck's hairstyle changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;, so cut him some slack.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOOsWoKF9SI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WuvdxxQl0wk/s1600-h/collage1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOOsWoKF9SI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WuvdxxQl0wk/s320/collage1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231095180981538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Take care jiunn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Miss you bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oh ya, check this out guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOOt69DRH_I/AAAAAAAAANA/So2aQA8QErM/s1600-h/Photo-0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOOt69DRH_I/AAAAAAAAANA/So2aQA8QErM/s320/Photo-0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252232818776416242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;DO YOU REMEMBER THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;HAHAHA, yes Mr. Gan lost a bet (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;) and poor CK had to get a kiss from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Actually, CK looks like he enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It will be a really long time before ALL of us gather together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Until then, shall we call Kelvin along to the BIG gathering when everyone is back? Won't be complete without him you know... hurhur (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-1879640241423291750?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1879640241423291750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1879640241423291750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/1879640241423291750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='remember the days we exploit &apos;forever&apos;?'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_RUBg5y7wqw4/SOO08FSVIoI/AAAAAAAAANI/hhiuvU2VHzo/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-541213100958664268</id><published>2008-09-30T19:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:33:07.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All His.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;83&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The earth is the Lord's and everything in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Cor 10:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still so difficult sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Go away, stop lingering in my head, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you filthy doubts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-541213100958664268?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/541213100958664268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-all-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/541213100958664268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/541213100958664268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-all-his.html' title='It&apos;s All His.'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559529769233477517.post-3584909914104599027</id><published>2008-09-29T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:28:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really dunno how...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;May God bless the broken road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are all of you not around at the same time.............. &lt;/span&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2559529769233477517-3584909914104599027?l=wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3584909914104599027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/dunno-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3584909914104599027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2559529769233477517/posts/default/3584909914104599027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wewillrunforourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/dunno-how.html' title='really dunno how...'/><author><name>jo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
