<?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-8499767219241762037</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:33:14.910+08:00</updated><category term='Holy-Meaning'/><category term='Move On'/><category term='God&apos;s Plan is always Better than our own plans'/><category term='God Answers Prayers'/><category term='Fouls'/><category term='Leave it to Him and Him ALONE'/><category term='Whatcha say?'/><category term='-Love-'/><category term='Friends are better than best friends (theory of mine)'/><category term='M E O W S'/><category term='A thought of Desserts..'/><category term='I want to sleep=('/><category term='Seek for Answer'/><category term='VERY VERY SHORT POSTxD'/><category term='Church and society'/><category term='-Respect-'/><category term='will come out soon-'/><category term='Patientness'/><category term='Complains?'/><category term='Hatred'/><category term='You&apos;ll never know unless it&apos;s gone'/><category term='Team Work'/><category term='Love is the greatest of these'/><category term='Don&apos;t hold back to worship HIM'/><category term='the key.'/><category term='Camp'/><category term='Jealousy'/><category term='Make a Move'/><category term='Popularity'/><category term='Just fall..'/><category term='ps I still miss you.'/><category term='Whatever you do is for GOD'/><category term='Choices in our life'/><category term='Failure is not Final'/><category term='random thoughts..'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Voice of Truth'/><category term='A D O R E'/><category term='Humble yourself~'/><category term='-Everything behind the mask'/><category term='Worrying doesn&apos;t solve anything'/><category term='Tested? Tricked?'/><title type='text'>Genuine Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6245278849213210449</id><published>2011-01-15T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:47:39.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serving the Lord with All Your Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've come across something, and that taught me. It's about serving the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why should we serve the Lord? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My question back to you is, Why did God give us spiritual gifts? If you know the answer for my question, you'd definitely get the answer for the question above. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serving the Lord does not only mean by serving in the church. You can serve Him anywhere, anytime and anyhow. There's no limit. You can serve Him through telling His goodness around the world. You can serve Him by obeying His words. You can serve Him in anyway. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But what I really learned was, we should just serve, with no complains, or expectations. God knows the time BEST. He knows our capability. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As I was younger, I've always wanted to join the worship team. "To serve Him"- my mind says. "To Get famous"- my HEART says. What I'm trying to emphasize here is that, we should serve Him and all the glory and honour to HIM alone. But for now, as I grow, I learn things, I understand things, my heart now yearns for Him. So it doesn't matter for what instrument I play for the Lord. I may play the keyboard, and it may play the smallest part of the whole congregation. But I don't care about it, I'm still serving. As long as I have the HEART to do so, that's everything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thus, don't complain in which department you're serving for, 'cause in the end, it's the heart that counts, and it's not for you, it's for Him. You're not to be praised for, for serving Him. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6245278849213210449?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6245278849213210449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2011/01/serving-lord-with-all-your-heart-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6245278849213210449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6245278849213210449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2011/01/serving-lord-with-all-your-heart-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1615132980809824017</id><published>2011-01-15T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:50:22.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TTE1mFZ6DYI/AAAAAAAAA8g/CKCEyLsrMJc/s1600/167087_483730908582_682423582_6106168_6515778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TTE1mFZ6DYI/AAAAAAAAA8g/CKCEyLsrMJc/s400/167087_483730908582_682423582_6106168_6515778_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562285943181413762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has started for 2 week already. No one's been updating their blog, guess ev'ryone's half dead. Thank God, I still can take on this pressure. For sure, this pressure and stress will not last long. After all, everyone works hard in the early year, after awhile, after getting the flow, I'm sure everything would be normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, God placed me in the first class in my school =) Sounds good huh? Sounds to be congratulated right? Please, DON'T. Pressure given by these teachers are the problems faced. They really take you as a robot, a perfectionist and that you'd not do any mistake. Have you ever been given a lot of homeworks, but you have to finish it in class within 5~10minutes? I have. Still, I sure am blessed and happy that God, placed me in this class. Despite the pressure, I've gotten the best of the best teachers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, for my ex-class mates, who remained in the second class, they didn't get the best teachers, WHICH THEY SHOULD. In fact, I think they've gotten the worst teachers. Compared with the third class, teachers there are better than the second class' teachers. I really hope they won't die 'cause form 4 is a tough year. Yes, I'd say I deny the ideology that form 4 is a honeymoon year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 16. 15.5 to be specific in a decimal way. Feels so old. When I meet younger children, or teens, they call me 'kor kor'. I'M OLD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-1615132980809824017?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1615132980809824017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-school-has-started-for-2-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1615132980809824017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1615132980809824017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-school-has-started-for-2-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TTE1mFZ6DYI/AAAAAAAAA8g/CKCEyLsrMJc/s72-c/167087_483730908582_682423582_6106168_6515778_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5969483116679497809</id><published>2010-12-30T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:14:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Chapter unfolds.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2010 is coming to an end =D No regrets nor anything, instead, I'm looking forward to 2011 =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, I was having a chat with my friend, about what happened since the first day of school in 2010. Through that, I realized, my life was super enlightened because of my form 3 friends. In my form 1 and form 2, it's all about EMO. Why? Because, in form 1 and form 2, I'm in the third class, and in form 3, I'm in the second class. Met a lot more meaningful people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To think of what I did this year, it's all about craps, that make ev'ryone laugh. Not to say I'm the joker, it's just that there's this new attitude of mine that goes crazy. In accordance to my friends, they say I have an uncureable disease, LOL. Still, all I can say is, God has been with me through this year, very blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, 2011 is coming! New year resolutions? I've come out with one, which will make everyone proud, well everyone refers to those who I keep asking for homework xD I'm planning to stop asking my friends what homework do we have today, 'cause this year, 2010, I've never put effort in remembering the homeworks given, in fact, I usually finish them on the due date itself x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to be celebrating my new year in Genting! How awesome! x) I bragged about it to all my friends, and most of them got jealous. Can't blame them though xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, am I ready for form 4? My answer is, YES, partially xD I've written names on my exercise books, gotten a prelude of Biology and Chemistry, and they both RAWKS! Don't know about Physics and Addmaths though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I'm not ready is classification of students into classes. THOUGH, teachers told me that I'll be in the first class, I actually don't care about which class am I going to be in, either first or second will do good. But what I aim for is to be in the same class with my maniac friends. 'Cause I've been in the first class once in the primary school, and everyone  there was super super proud and egoistic. Though they're children, they still know how to look down on others. So yeah, I've been looked down once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, let's just pray and hope that God will prepare everything PERFECTLY =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-5969483116679497809?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5969483116679497809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-chapter-unfolds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5969483116679497809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5969483116679497809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-chapter-unfolds.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8420518683455872983</id><published>2010-12-27T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T10:07:03.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your heart =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRf0UpnphcI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/BYhU1RTUaV8/s1600/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRf0UpnphcI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/BYhU1RTUaV8/s400/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555177300991509954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So.. What is Christmas? Christmas is the celebration of the birth of Christ, Jesus. Don't get it wrong, no one knows when Jesus was borned, thus, 25 December is just a date for us to CELEBRATE His birth =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;=D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8420518683455872983?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8420518683455872983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-isnt-christmas-till-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8420518683455872983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8420518683455872983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-isnt-christmas-till-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRf0UpnphcI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/BYhU1RTUaV8/s72-c/IMG_1891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2725181107256437808</id><published>2010-12-23T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:51:42.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRLTi5sDkdI/AAAAAAAAA8M/mw8un7Q17VM/s1600/156993_467083034117_648594117_5689999_4300035_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRLTi5sDkdI/AAAAAAAAA8M/mw8un7Q17VM/s400/156993_467083034117_648594117_5689999_4300035_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553733887055860178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU LORD JESUS FOR THE WONDERFUL RESULTS I'VE GOTTEN FOR PMR =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really really glad. I've been praying and praying so hard =) Even during PMR exam, before I start my revision, God comes first =) I'm so proud of myself who devotes his times and commits his time into God's hand =) And look what's the out come?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;6As 1B!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though I've gotten a B, which is quite disappointing, but still =) I'm glad that God blessed me with such results =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2725181107256437808?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2725181107256437808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-lord-jesus-for-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2725181107256437808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2725181107256437808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-lord-jesus-for-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TRLTi5sDkdI/AAAAAAAAA8M/mw8un7Q17VM/s72-c/156993_467083034117_648594117_5689999_4300035_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8634095565613302178</id><published>2010-12-15T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:02:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;FOOD OH GLORIOUS FOODS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey all!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just here to share something, that is.. I feel so pathetic x) I'm getting all hyped out over foods. I didn't know that I have this 'THING' for food. Though they're just picture, but they make me drool, think about them, wanting to make them myself. However, I never did make them, only because of one reason-LAZINESS. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHjcEpWrI/AAAAAAAAA8E/XLp5Nm_oaJw/s1600/tamagoyaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHjcEpWrI/AAAAAAAAA8E/XLp5Nm_oaJw/s400/tamagoyaki.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550905952379165362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This here, my friend, is Tamagoyaki. In translation, it's rolled omelet. This dish is originated from Japan and Korea. These are used in lunch boxes. Well, egg alone for me won't do it. But something just popped out from my mind, an IMPROVISATION! What if, I add in sausage along with some seasonings in the middle?! Wouldn't that be delectable!?!? Gah~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHi73rOEI/AAAAAAAAA78/_smVlPf2Tpo/s1600/tumblr_lcxhotP6Fj1qa6sjao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHi73rOEI/AAAAAAAAA78/_smVlPf2Tpo/s400/tumblr_lcxhotP6Fj1qa6sjao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550905943734827074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next.. The delectable looking cake, that is probably impossible for me to make. Still, just by looking at it, doesn't it makes you drool? The colour of the strawberries, along with that pound cake, fusion of chocolate and vanilla pound cakes. I wonder how do people eat these?! So many strawberries!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHh3BsztI/AAAAAAAAA70/mA1v-PClr4Y/s1600/tumblr_lcd2286jvk1qbovkto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHh3BsztI/AAAAAAAAA70/mA1v-PClr4Y/s400/tumblr_lcd2286jvk1qbovkto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550905925254827730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is probably common, I mean, since Subway existed x) Exactly right after looking at this picture, I have a craving for Subway's Chicken Teriyaki. Thus, I went there, ate it, and very satisfied. So, I'm not really craving for this, but I'm just gonna blog about it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHhl0OGpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Q_OwSC8KSKk/s1600/68680_463439704117_648594117_5639075_2690303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHhl0OGpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Q_OwSC8KSKk/s400/68680_463439704117_648594117_5639075_2690303_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550905920634886802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, The Strawberry Something Something x) So mouth watering @.@ If you see by the side of that dish, there's a cup right? It's actually chocolate. So just pour as much chocolate as you want on top of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, I apologize for blogging about foods, and mouth-watering looking desserts x) But I'm pretty sure you didn't regret visiting =) Don't be too shy to admit it =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace Out =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8634095565613302178?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8634095565613302178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/food-oh-glorious-foods-hey-all-im-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8634095565613302178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8634095565613302178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/food-oh-glorious-foods-hey-all-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TQjHjcEpWrI/AAAAAAAAA8E/XLp5Nm_oaJw/s72-c/tamagoyaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4020512041513683843</id><published>2010-12-07T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:01:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My brothers and sisters, take note of this : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone should be quick to&lt;b&gt; listen&lt;/b&gt;, slow to &lt;b&gt;spea&lt;/b&gt;k, and slow to get&lt;b&gt; angry&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-James 1:19(NIV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good morning =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gahh, what a bad way to start of the day. I was practicing my piano, as usual, but then my Ice Tea just fell and spilled all over my piano. Hopefully the strings won't be moist, otherwise the sound will corrupt or perhaps mute itself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well anyways, I'd like to share with you this bible verse that I've learned during my devotion. The bible verse is as above, you can continue on the passage starting from James 1:19. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So basically, we should learn to be quick to listen to others, slow to speak and slow to get angry. I'd like to emphasize the part where it says SLOW to get ANGRY. If you notice, everyone get angry very easily. Frustration is anger as well. No one on earth have the patience toward other's mistake, thus, it leads to anger and frustration. We should always keep ourselves calm, relax, and have faith in God that he'll do everything in His way, which are PERFECT! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you continue to read on the Bible passage, it clearly states that God do not delight in those who gets angry. For angry is murdering to God. God's standard is so high up, that no one on earth can be on it. So then, since no one can match up with God's standard, what for do we even try to delight God when we know we won't be able to match up with God's standard? You see, God is amazing, He's powerful. He can see through you. So as long as you have the heart to change for the better FOR HIM, He knows it, and He'll be please. The heart matters the MOST. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God bless =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4020512041513683843?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4020512041513683843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-brothers-and-sisters-take-note-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4020512041513683843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4020512041513683843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-brothers-and-sisters-take-note-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6220972826721055122</id><published>2010-11-30T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:24:49.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Says the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anger is murder. God's standard is really high up, that people on earth who thinks being angry is normal, but to God, He punish those who angers as the same to those who murders. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though we may be angry at others, sometimes even hurt others, but we have to have a self-control so that we would be able to please God. Even if you're hurt by others, do not be angry at them, 'cause it is not our job to seek vengeance, it's NEVER our job to seek vengeance. Remind yourself, God has eyes, and He sees it all! Inside and Outside! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romans 12:17&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live peace with everyone. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave a room for God's wrath, for it is written : "It is my to avenge, I will repay," says the Lord. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;On the contrary, if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil by good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thus my friends, do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil by good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God bless. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6220972826721055122?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6220972826721055122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/vengeance-is-mine-i-will-repay-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6220972826721055122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6220972826721055122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/vengeance-is-mine-i-will-repay-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8153919952536342302</id><published>2010-11-27T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T00:31:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, of what I've done, that You've been so good to me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God truly have blessed me with so many things. It's countless, and though it's only momentarily, but to me, it's more than enough. God keep answering my prayers, God keep watching over me. Sometimes, I wonder, why would He even care about me, a worthless man. But each time I think of it, the answer that pops up instantly is, LOVE. Jesus loves me very much. No matter how unworthy I am, He's always there to LOVE me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, I pray, if you're encountering such situations, where you think you're unworthy, depressed, sad and lonely, to do other great things, remember that our GOD is GREAT, LOVING, and always there for US! You can do all things through Christ who strengthens you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Philippians 4:13.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God bless. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;=) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8153919952536342302?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8153919952536342302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-of-what-ive-done-that-youve-been-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8153919952536342302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8153919952536342302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-of-what-ive-done-that-youve-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6640901357114890616</id><published>2010-11-17T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:58:22.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chibi Drawing =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first Chibi drawing =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not very nice though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TOPfQpWos7I/AAAAAAAAA7c/nGuJ11zv-c4/s1600/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TOPfQpWos7I/AAAAAAAAA7c/nGuJ11zv-c4/s400/Image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540517443667538866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For your information, it's not a person with stunted growth LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chibi practically means cute version of an anime. AKA Big head small body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I draw? Obviously, I'm bored. I have nothing to do x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PEACE OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6640901357114890616?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6640901357114890616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/chibi-drawing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6640901357114890616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6640901357114890616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/chibi-drawing.html' title='Chibi Drawing =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TOPfQpWos7I/AAAAAAAAA7c/nGuJ11zv-c4/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6103263521209786029</id><published>2010-11-12T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:31:07.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TN-QMM9KDdI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rOP-2RpVi_s/s1600/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TN-QMM9KDdI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rOP-2RpVi_s/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539304605999566290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh time, why have you been passing so fast?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In months, I'll be one of the seniors,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In years, my high-school life ends,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh time, wouldn't it be good if you could last?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Bryann Tan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey readers, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've giving a thought about it, about my future. Time passes too quickly, sometimes I just wish it could stop for awhile. This isn't the matter of having insufficient time to finish up my homeworks, in fact, it's about my future, my high-school life. It's coming to an end, very soon. To think about it, it's a sad thing, feeling sad and depressed. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frankly, I'm not saying I'm not going to move on, instead, I actually doesn't want to end my high-school career. The fun times I had, staying back after school hours, meeting up with friends, school trips, club activities. They're going to come to an end. Surely in the future, there will be more to come, but, I won't be able to enjoy the fun times with my current friends anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;However, for now, I'm going to be a senior within 2 months. I have to get ready and deal with juniors and more importantly, to handle problems, especially math's. Can't think of how will I be as a 16 year old. Will I be the same, childish, immature, or the same person that lives as a care-free child but only stressed up when finals are around? Not for me to worry, but, will I change? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Definitely, next year, we MUST have more fun activities. High-school career will end, and I don't think after that we'll have anymore chance to go out together. Being busy with college life, rushing assignments, endless semesters. It won't be cool anymore. WORST CASE SCENARIO  : I'LL BE GETTING VERY OLD =( What I mean is, I'll have to deal with problems myself, in other words, being more matured in thinking. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What's so fun about high-school you ask? High-school is definitely a place to learn. Learn here, doesn't only mean by studying books. Instead, it also meant by learning to socialize with the peoples around you. To be able to stand out and speak with confidence. TO BE YOURSELF! But to me, to be in high-school, it's an unforgettable experience, for us to have fun. Friends come and go, but sometime, after a long time of bonding, do you think you wanna forget them?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been thinking too far lately. I've thought of my future, what job should I take, what course should I take? Will I do well in this? Haih.. Head ache.. -.- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nevertheless, the Lord will watch over me, and His plans will never ever fail, in fact, it'll be PERFECT. Just pray and commit everything into His hands =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6103263521209786029?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6103263521209786029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-this-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6103263521209786029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6103263521209786029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-this-end.html' title='Is this the end?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TN-QMM9KDdI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rOP-2RpVi_s/s72-c/IMG_0609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-193854213258044035</id><published>2010-11-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:50:58.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so EmO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf9N3_932I/AAAAAAAAA6w/PRDnUrjbZTs/s1600/baby_panda_su_lin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf9N3_932I/AAAAAAAAA6w/PRDnUrjbZTs/s400/baby_panda_su_lin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172681687687010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHY SO EMO??!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be so emo everyday. What's so cool about it? If you find being EMO is cool, then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; GET A LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Learn to SMILE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Learn to LAUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Learn to GET HYPER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Otherwise, you'll become like the PANDAs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, PANDAs! Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wear EYE SHADOWS everyday, just to show that they're.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't listen to them, then you'll get whacked like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AwCWiDfr-fU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me show you some examples of EMONIZERs! They're horrible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never thought they'll be like this, but they tried to be EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf-em1ijXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/iT-N2F_nfoA/s1600/PANDA_DOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf-em1ijXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/iT-N2F_nfoA/s400/PANDA_DOG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537174068649954674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES! A dog trying to be like a panda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf-eRbiNAI/AAAAAAAAA64/wgasjz66fcA/s1600/6a00d834549e5b69e200e54f478a398833-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf-eRbiNAI/AAAAAAAAA64/wgasjz66fcA/s400/6a00d834549e5b69e200e54f478a398833-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537174062903735298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What happened years later?&lt;br /&gt;The emonizers had to play by themselves, like the panda-wanna-be above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing alone with the exercise ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what's next? What happens when EMONIZERs meet EMONIZERs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf_QAm_iGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CK1zRQa6A7E/s1600/panda_KISS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf_QAm_iGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CK1zRQa6A7E/s400/panda_KISS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537174917381851234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YESH!, Pandas trying to be KISS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once you've got into this stage, I have a 3 words for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU.NEED.HELP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus, don't be an emonizer. It's not cool, instead, it's pathetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone's having fun, while you, alone, stand there, stares like the panda, as if the world killed your family. So don't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAWR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAWR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAWR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Was too hyper x)&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/8499767219241762037-193854213258044035?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/193854213258044035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-so-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/193854213258044035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/193854213258044035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-so-emo.html' title='Why so EmO?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TNf9N3_932I/AAAAAAAAA6w/PRDnUrjbZTs/s72-c/baby_panda_su_lin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7004647798670652970</id><published>2010-11-03T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:16:42.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God will Make a Way, Though There Seems to be No Way.</title><content type='html'>Good morning! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays indeed, Happy Deepavali guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite of a week, and God still blesses me =) Well, I'm not going to lie here, so I'll just go on with the truth. STILL, please don't tell anyone about this, 'cause I might be killed. You read, you understand, you keep quiet xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this month, indeed is a very important month! It's my friend's birthday month. I can't wait for her birthday party, which will be held in.... SUNWAY LAGOON! Woots! Haha.. So, I'm going to share, what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've already decided to buy something for her, as a birthday gift. Still, around my area, nothing's cheap. I need to head to Sungei Wang or Time Square for cheaper things. I've planned so many trips to go KL's mall. Unfortunately, I have no transport and my mom wouldn't allow me to use public transport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I pray to God =) Within a day or two, God made a way! 'Cause there's this children camp, which will be held in KLBC, called Vacation Bible School. I volunteered myself as a helper. Well, according to my evil bros, once you've done your part in helping, then you'll be free for the whole day. KLBC is nearby Sungei Wang and Time Square. So yeah! =) God made a way! Thank God praise the Lord! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, all I have to do, is SAVE MONEY T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donation is very much needed, THANK YOU =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7004647798670652970?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7004647798670652970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-will-make-way-though-there-seems-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7004647798670652970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7004647798670652970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-will-make-way-though-there-seems-to.html' title='God will Make a Way, Though There Seems to be No Way.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6372116023504089675</id><published>2010-10-30T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:50:13.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not a game, Love is a life long commitment.</title><content type='html'>Hey there! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wow, I've picked up a new hobby. Just to burn time, I've been downloading MOVIES. Like the Amazing Grace, the previous post. The main idea was downloading movie, but the first thing that flash through my mind is Christian Movies. So far, I've downloaded The Amazing Grace, Fireproof and Facing the Giants. Currently downloading Letters to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've shared about Facing The Giants and Amazing Grace before. So, today, I'm going to share about Fireproof. No, not the plot, but what &lt;i&gt;I've learned from it&lt;/i&gt;. Though, surprisingly, in Fireproof, it do relates to God, but not that much. I was expecting new verses to bookmark them, unfortunately, only 1 of them come out; "Slow to anger... Slow to Judge.. Slow to speak" something like that.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMu_l-OUDzI/AAAAAAAAA6o/dJAnEkhAQSg/s1600/Fireproof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMu_l-OUDzI/AAAAAAAAA6o/dJAnEkhAQSg/s400/Fireproof.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533727226233884466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've learned about Love, once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;isn't a game between two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, where you find one, and play with one's feeling, and abandon them. Love is a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFE LONG COMMITMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. When you fall in love, you must consider other's feeling towards you too. You can't force anyone to love you, can you? Once you're in a relationship, don't think of all the honors and pride you'll get, 'cause&lt;i&gt; they won't last long&lt;/i&gt;. Instead, &lt;i&gt;focus on your commitment in that relationship&lt;/i&gt;. How should you treat her? How do you spare your time for her? To you guys out there, I've learned something that I think it should be known for all. &lt;i&gt;WOMEN doesn't want to marry a BOY, a BOY that they have to take care of. They want a MAN, a MAN that is able to lead her, and to give her happiness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(I'm sure most women/lady/female would agree with me.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though you're in a relationship, you have it all! Everything's perfect, at least, that's what you think. But, what truly succeed a relationship is when God performs His miracles. In other word, no man (refers to huMAN) should ever forsake nor forget God. For God is the one who gives it all, and takes it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care, God bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6372116023504089675?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6372116023504089675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-is-not-game-love-is-life-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6372116023504089675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6372116023504089675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-is-not-game-love-is-life-long.html' title='Love is not a game, Love is a life long commitment.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMu_l-OUDzI/AAAAAAAAA6o/dJAnEkhAQSg/s72-c/Fireproof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4798417960386709880</id><published>2010-10-29T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:16:54.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMqB1WJFBiI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lYeHaEGd1sA/s1600/amazing-grace-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMqB1WJFBiI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lYeHaEGd1sA/s400/amazing-grace-poster-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533377845654783522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;That sav'd a wretch like me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I once was lost, but now am found;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Was blind, but now I see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And grace my fears reliev'd;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;How precious did that grace appear,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hour I first believ'd!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have already come;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And grace will lead me home. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lord has promis'd good to me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;His word my hope secures;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He will my shield and portion be,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;As long as life endures.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And mortal life shall cease;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I shall possess, within the veil,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A life of joy and peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This earth shall soon dissolve like snow,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sun forbear to shine;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;But God, who call'd me here below,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will be for ever mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Amazing Grace by John Newton.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've just finished watching a spectacular movie. Indeed, it was a Christian movie. A movie called Amazing Grace. Not many would know about this movie, however so, you can always download it and watch it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Amazing Grace tells us of a true story, back in the olden days. A story about a man, whom shouts out of his opinions to abolish slave trade in the Western Hindi. Although he was terribly ill, with God, he did it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4798417960386709880?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4798417960386709880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/amazing-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4798417960386709880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4798417960386709880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMqB1WJFBiI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lYeHaEGd1sA/s72-c/amazing-grace-poster-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1863522792618415397</id><published>2010-10-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:46:48.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times will You pick me up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How many time will You pick me up, when I keep letting you down, and each time I fall short of Your glory, how far will Your forgiveness abound?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My child, I love you. As long as you're seeking My face,  you'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello brothers and sisters =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been such a week. I'm completely speechless. Gazing upon the Lord's grace and mercy on me. He picked me up from the pit. I'm saved, saved by His grace. God is good to me, and all the time, He's always there for me. I am still thankful for the 'fall' I've gone through that God have given onto me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to share about the 'fall' I've gone through last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(What is a 'fall'? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;- 'Fall' here refers to depression, sadness, sorrows, captivated with problems that don't seem to have a way to be solved)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's just so sudden, everything happens. All at once. I've been getting really jealous recently. I'm not usually jealous about other peoples. As I grow up, the needs increases and yet, others get what I want, while, all I can do, is to stare and get envious. I was upset of myself. 'You're equiped with God's word!' - I feel so guilty, while being looked up to, I indeed, was a failure to be a role model. I can't accept the fact that God is always equal, I can't accept the fact that God is just. But, when you think over it again, what do you see? God is EQUAL, Got is JUST. He has his perfect plans for each and everyone of us! No one could deny that God is PERFECT. I was jealous of my friend's look, appearance. I'm nowhere good looking, I know. But for sure, as a human, there's always a moment where 'what if..' happens. Of course, I'm not that childish to hurt that friend of mine, just because I'm jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My other friends, now treat me like trash. They condemns me. Some say they are jealous of me, for being so 'perfect'. Perfect by what? I'm a trash, like you've said. I'm nowhere near to be PERFECT. Do you even know what does PERFECTION means?! You fools! Everyone's condemning me, of little things I do, it's exaggerated into something big and horrid. Indeed, it spreads out as fast as germs, and now everyone takes me that way, the person they invented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I felt so down. I wondered over and over again, why? What did I do, that made you people so angry with me, condemning me? Why? Why did I feel so jealous of someone else's look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHY? WHY AIN'T I HAPPY WITH MYSELF?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've fall, broken into pieces, from the dust I first was. I turn to God. Reading His words, speaks to me instantly. From the book of Job. So far, I've read about 15 chapters. In the book of Job, it shows how humble I should be. Learning so many things, God is merciful. Let me share with you all of my bookmarks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 8:20(NKJV) - Behold, God will not cast away the blameless, nor will He uphold the evildoers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;God will never forsake us&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 2:10(NKJV) - But he said to her, "You speak as one of the foolish women speaks. &lt;i&gt;Shall we indeed accept good from God, and shall we not accept adversity?&lt;/i&gt;" In all this Job did not sin with his lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Should we only receive blessing from God, and not troubles? Both bring benefits, trust me. Troubles come, and you'll get a fall. Each time you rises from a fall, you grow stronger than ever&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 5:17(NKJV) -"Behold, happy is the man whom God corrects; therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Be glad that God gave you a fall. Take it as a lesson of discipline&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Psalm 105:4(NKJV) - Seek the Lord and His strength; Seek His face evermore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;God is your source to all, unending source&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 8:13(NKJV) - So are the paths of all who forget God; and the hope of the hypocrite shall perish, (.. verse 14)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Those who forget God, will perish&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 11:6(NKJV) - That He would show you the secrets of wisdom! For they would double your prudence. Know therefore that God exacts from you less than your iniquity deserves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Trust in the Lord, and He'll show you many wonderful things, just as He has opened up my eyes to view things from far above&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Job 11:13-15(NKJV) - "If you would prepare your heart, and streth out your hands toward Him; If iniquity were in your hand, and you put it far away, and you would not let wickedness dwell in your tents; Then surely you could lift up your face without spot, yes, you could be steadfast, and not fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Seek God, and everything will be fine. Like what I did&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through His words, God opened my eyes. He picked me up once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I choose to&lt;i&gt; not compare myself with others&lt;/i&gt;. For that those not bring any mutual benefits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I choose to&lt;i&gt; not be proud, strong, and rich&lt;/i&gt;. For that would only bring me back to a fall. For God chooses the weak to lead the strong, the poor to lead the rich, the humble to lead the proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I choose to &lt;i&gt;not care of what peoples think of me&lt;/i&gt;. For I, myself, am created just the way God intended me to be. If they were to be jealous, and to choose to be stuck in the past, to hurt me, I would not care. For God is with me, and God is satisfied with who I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I choose to be &lt;i&gt;righteous, and to follow God and all of His ways&lt;/i&gt;. Through that, I would be in God's kingdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would like to share a song. It's called Grace by Laura Story. A wonderful song, and I think it'll relate to this post. =) God bless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;My heart is so proud. My mind is so unfocused.&lt;br /&gt;I see the things You do through me as great things I have done. And now You gently break me, then lovingly You take me and hold me as my father and mold me as my maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: &lt;i&gt;"How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abound?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: " &lt;i&gt;My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I may grow weak and feel a bit discouraged, knowing that someone, somewhere could do a better job. For who am I to serve You?I know I don't deserve You. And that's the part that burns in my heart and keeps me hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus*&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: "&lt;i&gt;How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abounds?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: " My&lt;i&gt; child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;br /&gt;You are so patient with me, Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk with You, I'm learning what Your grace really means. The price that I could never pay was paid at Calvary. So, instead of trying to repay You, I'm learning to simply obey You&lt;br /&gt;by giving up my life to you For all that You've given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: "How many times will you pick me up, when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory, how far will forgiveness abounds?"&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: " My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face, You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMLztsDJcbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x9cilAVn23Q/s1600/24569_378858528514_627548514_3743578_7560124_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMLztsDJcbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x9cilAVn23Q/s400/24569_378858528514_627548514_3743578_7560124_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531251258608415154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I once was blind, but now I see.&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-1863522792618415397?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1863522792618415397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-many-times-will-you-pick-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1863522792618415397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1863522792618415397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-many-times-will-you-pick-me-up.html' title='How many times will You pick me up?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TMLztsDJcbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/x9cilAVn23Q/s72-c/24569_378858528514_627548514_3743578_7560124_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4577206400935152942</id><published>2010-10-20T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:03:48.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts..'/><title type='text'>says who? Says me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Do you have a reason to smile? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you need a reason to smile?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does smiling hurts?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does smiling gets you a loss?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it a must to cry?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it a must to tear?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It can be tears of joy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It can be tears of sorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does happiness comes instantly?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does happiness comes reluctantly?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do we need to earn happiness?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do we need to urge happiness?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Says who? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Says me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Says who?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Says me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;=) SMILE ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us not worry about anything, and live life to the max. Worrying brings nothing beneficial to ourselves. May others attempt to hurt you, but just remember to move on. That way, you'll be enjoying yourselves, while others who holds grudge, suffers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living need not to be meaningless nor meaningful. You need not to leave a foot step on every page of your life to make history. 'Cause in the very end, you'll know, you're living a life of a mission given by God himself. Why not we take this opportunity, to complete this mission. Since it's God himself, who gave us, minions, an important task? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends, don't ever attempt to destroy your life. Since our life is spared, because of Jesus, who died for us, are you going to make His sacrifice worth? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-random thoughts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4577206400935152942?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4577206400935152942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/says-who-says-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4577206400935152942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4577206400935152942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/says-who-says-me.html' title='says who? Says me =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-308672362108049158</id><published>2010-10-19T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:50:23.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Two Mountains, There's Always a Bridge to Cross Over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TL2hqp3P4yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/FyiJWFGh70o/s1600/DSC08932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TL2hqp3P4yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/FyiJWFGh70o/s400/DSC08932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529753671644996386" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TL2hqp3P4yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/FyiJWFGh70o/s1600/DSC08932.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;John 3 : 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello peoples,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you guys doing? I'm currently rotting in my house. Why? I have nothing to do. Turns out, this coming Saturday, I'll be chilling out with my friends in Sunway Pyramid. Call me a playboy or what you want, but yes, I'll be the only guy who's going, since this outing isn't organized by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, I organized an outing with my friends on Friday. Which consists of 1 or 2 girls. No, not dates. However, after posting this thing out on FaceBook, expecting guys to reply me, only girls replied. -.-  Girl Magnet I think x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be really awkward, but I guess I'll just join the fun. I have no choice, I'd rather go out with friends, rather than rotting in my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I'm going to share something I've been through. I don't know what I've been doing lately. Call it Agape Love if you want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this precious friend of mine. Out of nothing, I have this strong feeling of doing something for him, WHICH, however, turns out to be not beneficial to myself, but to him. I don't get what I'm writing either x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title is called 'Between Two Mountains, There's Always a Bridge to Cross Over'. What I'm trying to say here is, there's always a successful person, who's supported by a background person. To further simplify, I'm doing something good for someone, as a background person. I don't know why would I even want to do so, since it's not even beneficial to myself. Is it guilt that dragged me to doing so? I guess so, I do owe him somethings, that I've regret doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to yourself, I'm not trying to boast like those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just move forward I guess...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Psalm 88:8(NIV) -You have taken from me my closest friends and I have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-308672362108049158?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/308672362108049158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/between-two-mountains-theres-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/308672362108049158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/308672362108049158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/between-two-mountains-theres-always.html' title='Between Two Mountains, There&apos;s Always a Bridge to Cross Over.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TL2hqp3P4yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/FyiJWFGh70o/s72-c/DSC08932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7635282943530420053</id><published>2010-10-15T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:57:59.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; '&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am better than you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but often,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept to myself &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;there is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; '&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You are better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8499767219241762037-7635282943530420053?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7635282943530420053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/there-is-no-i-am-better-than-you-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7635282943530420053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7635282943530420053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/there-is-no-i-am-better-than-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4972159669902351082</id><published>2010-10-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:04:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has officially ended =)</title><content type='html'>Hey peoples!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I can't believe it, PMR ended today! I thought I was falling ill for a second, but in the end, I was save. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so stress-free, homework-free..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This feeling seems like the feeling I had during my primary 6 year. I'm really happy right now. I don't even want to care about my PMR results. 'Cause for now, I'm just going to enjoy my PMR Holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad God arranged so many plans and outing for me. Thank you Lord, keep it coming please xD Well, words can't really express how I feel right now, it depends. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've totally nerdified myself during this whole exam period. I talk like a nerd, I think like a nerd, I walk like a nerd. Well, at least now people would take me more seriously =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks to that, I've forgotten my e-mail password. I'm really really upset. Bryann1005@hotmail.com -I don't really use this as my email since it's spammed by facebook, I use this as Live Chat(MSN MESSENGER)&lt;div&gt;Bryann1995@hotmail.co.uk - I use this as my email, but I've really forgotten the password =( For now, the only way I can log in to check my email is through my iPod =( This is sad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, keep my emails, my memory power and me in your prayer =) Thanks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PMR HAS OFFICIALLY ENDED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;RAWR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHOUT!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIVE TO THE MAX!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4972159669902351082?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4972159669902351082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-has-officially-ended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4972159669902351082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4972159669902351082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-has-officially-ended.html' title='it has officially ended =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6992692083337729878</id><published>2010-10-07T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:08:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not how much effort I've put on, but it's God who has prepared me for this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TK3wYvQIPNI/AAAAAAAAA5w/P8lSEZ_wJPo/s1600/63878_433802999117_648594117_5185427_2983750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TK3wYvQIPNI/AAAAAAAAA5w/P8lSEZ_wJPo/s400/63878_433802999117_648594117_5185427_2983750_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525336625645108434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey fellow stalkers xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! What a week! I can't believe it, but I've gone through this tough and stressful week! Never did I know that PMR would be my cup of tea. Not to say it's simple, just so-so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know PMR-ians wouldn't talk about their PMR experience, but I'm just giving some hints for my juniors to be prepared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, pretty much, at the starting of the examination, I have a mixed up feeling. Nervous, happy, sad, angry, disappointed, excited and many more. It's definitely scary, but one thing, I have God with me. You may think, PMR paper is the most difficult paper that you'd ever sit for your whole form 3 life. But actually, you're just scaring yourself. Well, of course, you gotta keep thinking that PMR is HARD, so that you'd put in much more effort on studying and revising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest with you, I studied at the eleventh hour. Seriously. Initially, never did I ever plan to study my Geography. But who knows God would have given me the strength and the will to study Geography. I'm really glad that God came in and save the day. Surprisingly, I made my own notes, drew 3 maps, labelled all of them. No doubt, God prepared me throughout the exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still going to sit for 2 more papers, which is Mathematics and Living Skills(KHB) next Monday. So, if you'd be so kind and gracious, please pray for us PMR-ians. Not forgetting those who sit for POL(People Own's Language) papers on Tuesday, please do pray for them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aspect to pray for : -Healthy at all time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;   -Prevent from injuries&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;   -Able to absorb what they revise  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;   -That God may give them the STRENGTH, WISDOM and the WILL to revise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;   -That God may be with them at all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, off the topic. Most of you would think, why would I be online at this time right? Well, there will be no papers tomorrow. So, practically, I'm free for the day. Please do forgive me, I know most of you people would be talking about movies, episodes and thing that needs to caught up, and yet I don't get it. Let's just say that I've lost track of time. I spend a lot of time with my books, yes, my precious books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'd burn them soon. (Evil grin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PMR holiday is coming soon. Come to think of it, I'm already starting to avoid it. I may be the weirdest person you've ever met, but I have no plans! Not at all! So far, outings that was NOT organized by me, is 'A Climb to Segar Hill' by Praise Kids 4 , 'Kayaking around PutraJaya' by To2ugh Youth, 'PMR.ENDED dinner' by my friends and I (am just a co-organizer) and MAYBE 'Birthday Bash in Sunway Lagoon' by friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any plans from you guys? Invite me. For sure, there's going to be badminton practice every week. Otherwise, I'm going to rott at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A Picture need not a smile, yet, it's understandable that it is joyful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhsnp8gxqso?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhsnp8gxqso?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;If God had a name, what would it be&lt;br /&gt;And would you call it to his face&lt;br /&gt;If you were faced with him in all his glory&lt;br /&gt;What would you ask if you had just one question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God was one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a slob like one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a stranger on the bus&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God had a face what would it look like&lt;br /&gt;And would you want to see&lt;br /&gt;If seeing meant that you would have to believe&lt;br /&gt;In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God was one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a slob like one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a stranger on the bus&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;He's trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Back up to heaven all alone&lt;br /&gt;Nobody calling on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Except for the pope maybe in rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if god was one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a slob like one of us&lt;br /&gt;Just a stranger on the bus&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Like a holy rolling stone&lt;br /&gt;Back up to heaven all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to make his way home&lt;br /&gt;Nobody calling on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Except for the pope maybe in rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6992692083337729878?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6992692083337729878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6736490609047570613?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6736490609047570613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/isolated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6736490609047570613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6736490609047570613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/isolated.html' title='isolated...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5311106109789550854</id><published>2010-09-26T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T23:52:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Sabbath?</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty much updating very often, I have nothing to do, I'm sorry. Anyway, this time, I'm updating on something more serious, yes, serious. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today we're going to look through a topic known as The Sabbath Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In general, Sabbath is actually the Seventh Day of the week, or shall we say, Sunday. As you know, the whole world gets a public holiday on the Seventh Day, Sunday. Well, not the whole world, there are some places, which stills uses Friday as their public holiday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why Sunday? Why not other day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look back at your Form 1 History, chapter 4, it is where Portuguese come to Malaysia. 3 factors; Gospel, Gold, Glory. Sorry, for adding some History in it, I've been studying too much x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meaning of Gospel, means to preach or to spread the word of God, in Malaysia. However, the Portuguese were not welcomed by the Malays in Malaysia, because Portuguese plans to eliminate those who worships idol, and they wants to spread the word of God. Other than that, their public holiday is on SUNDAY, whereas, the Malays' public holiday is on Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why not other days? Simple. It is written in the bible. If you read Genesis chapter 1 towards chapter 2 verse 2, it shows that God created everything. However, He rested on the Seventh day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"By the seventh day God finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day, He rested from all His work" - Genesis 2:2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God also warns us not to do any work on the Sabbath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For six days, work is to be done, but on the seventh day is a Sabbath of rest, holy to the Lord. Whoever does any work on the Sabbath must be put to death" - Exodus 31:15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whoever does any work on the Sabbath must be put to death" This shows how God is serious about. I remember one story I've read in the bible. It's about a man, who works on the Sabbath and he was stoned to death on that day itself. If I've not mistaken, it's from Numbers 15:32~36. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to do then on the Sabbath?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's clearly written do not do any work on the Sabbath. This does not mean by, sleep the whole day. It meant by do not do your daily routines. Finish all your homeworks on Saturday, and just rest on the Sunday. Relax and enjoy yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, we are reminded to keep the Sabbath holy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Remember the Sabbath day is keeping it holy" - Exodus 20:8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping it holy, what does it mean? To me, keeping it holy, is to not do any sins. Well, surely, no one could do no sin, not even for a day. Agree? But for me, I'll try not do any sins. TRY. I'll have to be extra caution of the words I use. I have to be extra caution when dealing with anger. Basically, just be caution of your every action you make on the Sabbath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. Jumping back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, most of you would say, I'm some kind of idiot who obey what is written on a book and etc. But I don't care. Call me superstitious, but I'm honoring my God. Let me share with you some experience of mine, when I don't keep the Sabbath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this time, I spend my Sunday, studying. In obvious reason, the next day is exam. Results aren't really good, THOUGH, I've did all kind of exercises and get good marks. You see, God isn't blind. He controls everything. He's like the Nucleus of our lives. He's the mastermind behind all. No one could deny, the fact that He is God Almighty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why, this year, no matter how hard I study for my PMR, I will not set God aside. Each time I do my revision, I commit everything into His hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; To put God as our priority in everything we do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well who knows? What if I don't put God first. I ignore God, and just study for the sake of studying. Maybe, God will break my arms, then I wouldn't be able to sit for PMR? Who knows? Maybe God will keep me sick and unhealthy during the exam? Who knows?! Maybe God will just give me very bad results? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, God is God, do not challenge Him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Jesus answered him, 'It is also written; Do not put the Lord your God to the test' - Matthew 4:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To God be the Glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-5311106109789550854?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5311106109789550854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-sabbath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5311106109789550854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5311106109789550854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-sabbath.html' title='Why Sabbath?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1008732603926092922</id><published>2010-09-26T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:04:37.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, &lt;div&gt;Just an update, for fun, and of course, do distress myself. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what had happened recently? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much. I skipped school for 2 consecutive, hehehe. Obviously, teachers aren't teaching anymore. Honestly, I find it wasting time to go school during this time, where all syllabus are finished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so tough, studying like a mad cow everyday. But thank God for the rain =) It's seriously, interesting xD Looking at birds outside, hiding from the rain. At the same time, I'm more of wasting time x.X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I KINDA studied. I didn't really study Geography, and tomorrow's is my Gerak Gempur, which is Geography. LOLX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not planning to study today =) It's the Sabbath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, in church, sigh... I played wrongly during the Benediction. Well, everyone makes mistake. Each time I go church, I feel renewed. God's word is really powerful. Changes everything, though it's only a verse of the whole chapter. I thank God for that =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being happy each time I go church. No offence to my school friends, but I find my church friends are more fun. It's so fun having such brothers and sisters around me, giving me laughter, weekly dose of laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have two good buddies, in church, that is =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, we can talk, as in, we're on the same page. And those two, are God.Words.Equiped. So, for me, it's a good thing. They reminds me of God, and to honor his words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Results matters not, glorifying Him matters MOST"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-1008732603926092922?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1008732603926092922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-just-update-for-fun-and-of-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1008732603926092922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1008732603926092922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello-just-update-for-fun-and-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5742483887324604767</id><published>2010-09-17T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T05:54:04.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such of Texts and Pictures, Memorizing your Formulas are so Difficult!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TJJaVRwpAXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/akyT-Ini80o/s1600/DSC09699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TJJaVRwpAXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/akyT-Ini80o/s400/DSC09699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517571815073448306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've been staying up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have a feeling I'm gonna stay up late until next morning for tonight. I slept at 7pm, woke up at 12.30 a.m. So probably, will be cooking later, for my supper/breakfast. Family just had McD without me, what a sad thing. Might be calling them around 4AM later. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PMR is about 2 weeks from now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I never thought I'd be that anticipated into this exam. I'm actually waiting for this exam to come, instead of it waiting for me. In obvious reason, I'm already looking forward for PMR HOLIDAY. Already had so much plans, including skipping school for an outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh books, of what sin have I done, that you had to treat me this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of books, and common sense, out of the odds, I dislike you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You keep me busy, being a captive, I'm so obliged to read you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Such of texts, and pictures, memorizing your formulas are so difficult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of what have I done? Is the the point of no returns? Is there another way out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Simple answer, NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Once you've signed up for this, you're in the game, until it ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of Jumanji and Zathura, fantasy-like movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hold that thread! We're living in reality, not some fan-fictioned movies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh knowledge, of I had not sold my soul to you, but it's the society who had started this trend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know you're ought to give me a good future, if I were to be good friends with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Still, there's no need for you to push me this far! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of where has my childhood days went to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I need a time, to relax, a time  to chill, away from books, and of fine educators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There is a time for everything, but the time for me to escape from these books, seems to never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Of God, my Lord of my Life, the Saviour of my Soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Only You alone, is able to pull me out of this pit, this pit of stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To attend Church, is definitely a way to for Him to do miraculous things in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Learning His word, can be known as relaxing, as His words, are like peace that drops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Lord turns his face towards you and give you peace"- Numbers 6:26&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TJJohMaYc9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/tziuJy68-L8/s1600/DSC09706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TJJohMaYc9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/tziuJy68-L8/s400/DSC09706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517587412959130578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Such of Texts and Pictures, Memorizing your Formulas are so DIFFICULT!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-5742483887324604767?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5742483887324604767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/such-of-texts-and-pictures-memorizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5742483887324604767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5742483887324604767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/such-of-texts-and-pictures-memorizing.html' title='Such of Texts and Pictures, Memorizing your Formulas are so Difficult!'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TJJaVRwpAXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/akyT-Ini80o/s72-c/DSC09699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8563243786267984212</id><published>2010-09-14T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:26:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of respect toward others..</title><content type='html'>Hello readers,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really tough. Having a best friend, is not as simple as you think it would be. Many will think, "Hey, those two have common interest! No wonder they're best friends." I tell you, BULL SHIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of what? Of what is there for two individuals to be best friend? COMMON INTEREST?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would say, you may be partially right about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Still, to me, best friend, is really another part of you, yourself. If your best friends, were to be sad, I'm sure you'd be sad with them. You would want to cheer them up, keep them a smile. Would you want your best friend to be sad, and yet you, being super happy about something? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no intention, of being a good best friend. Being a good best friend, are those who gives support to another, to cheer up another, to walk in, when the whole world walks out. I'm not the type where I'd want to know, what happen, why you're sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no intention, but I have to be one. I never did sign up for being a caring person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd care for those, who are precious to me. I'd care for those, who would do the same to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tough, having a friend, who has a girl friend, in which, you know that girl friend of his. Being close to his girl friend, threatens him. Being close with his girl friend, may just be not respectful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I thought he would have trusted me, but I guess not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather, left silenced, left alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TI75KsWO8eI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kh-W2wVa9qE/s1600/35350_1150624782904_1746169223_271886_896409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TI75KsWO8eI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kh-W2wVa9qE/s400/35350_1150624782904_1746169223_271886_896409_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516620555673858530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Picture's fit only for two, not three"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8563243786267984212?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8563243786267984212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-respect-toward-others.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8563243786267984212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8563243786267984212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-respect-toward-others.html' title='of respect toward others..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TI75KsWO8eI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kh-W2wVa9qE/s72-c/35350_1150624782904_1746169223_271886_896409_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7377646717917368833</id><published>2010-09-13T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:44:36.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ps I still miss you.'/><title type='text'>saved by His Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"When I'm about to fall, about to wreck, about to fail, His Grace never fails to save me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dear brother and sisters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's been awhile since I've not blogged. As I've informed you earlier, I wouldn't be blogging much, but I had to express or to shout out to the world, of what He has done in my life, recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Many times, I wonder, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;what is Love?&lt;/span&gt; Though I've searched through, browse through, learn through, and yet, finds no answer. No definite answer. I asked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Why? How could this be?"&lt;/span&gt;. Pondered all around, and yet found nothing, a failure, failure in looking for an answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was so blind, I couldn't see.&lt;/span&gt; Things seem so hard, reality never seem to look as fantasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wondered, again. Love? What is Love? Does Love mean showing Compassion? Does Love mean giving kisses? Does Love means caring for others? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Blinded, silenced. Lost track of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tried looking for Love, and find only&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; hurt&lt;/span&gt;. Heart break. Still, never did I turn to God and ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The end, I gave up. After a heart break, the first heart break. Surrendered to God. I ask, what is Love? Where is Love? Am I not to know what is Love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God showed me, LOVE IS THIS. Showed me the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cross,&lt;/span&gt; where my Lord, Jesus Christ died for me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BECAUSE OF LOVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've come to a conclusion. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is Love. There is no definition.&lt;/span&gt; It's Love, that God has His grace for us. We are saved, by His grace. It's Love, His  Grace, that we are alive today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Memoirs of a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I've been putting up emo statuses lately in FaceBook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really private and confidential. But if you were to be able to understand, what I wrote up there, you might know. Yes, I purposely made the whole passage confusing. No, I'm not trying to boast out my English Language. Still, there's nothing to boast about, my English is not that good either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, God gave me a smile. I was totally sad, emotional, depressed and etc. for the whole week. God gave me a smile, through To2ugh Youth. I could not explain, of what happiness I have. It's joy, that just came out of no where. It's funny when you think about it. There you were, sad and lonely, and later on, you're here, laugh hysterically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to share a song I've listened lately. I'm pretty sure, most of you would know, and yes, I'm left from the time. This song came out long time ago, and I just realized there's this song today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God of This City - Chris Tomlin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You're the God of this City&lt;br /&gt;You're the King of these people&lt;br /&gt;You're the Lord of this nation&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the Light in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;You're the Hope to the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;You're the Peace to the restless&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City&lt;br /&gt;Greater thing have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; God Bless.&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/8499767219241762037-7377646717917368833?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7377646717917368833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/saved-by-his-grace_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7377646717917368833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7377646717917368833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/09/saved-by-his-grace_12.html' title='saved by His Grace'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2314915019025240098</id><published>2010-08-30T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T18:28:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will be back=)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short post, I'm going to stop blogging for the moment, obviously I've lost interest in it, and I've not been posting much about what have God done in my life. This blog is initially intended that way, to spread God's word. But due to my own selfishness, and own desire of being proud, I've added in my school life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, I'm gonna be focusing on my PMR. So, NO BLOG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'M SICK, TIRED, AND BORED WITH THIS BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2314915019025240098?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2314915019025240098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/will-be-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2314915019025240098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2314915019025240098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/will-be-back.html' title='will be back=)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4596523259503410368</id><published>2010-08-29T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:27:02.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am officially a hand-band fanatic!</title><content type='html'>Hey peoples =) &lt;div&gt;It was an awesome night last night, it's obviously because of ADORE! It's my first time attending such event, and with pleasure, I'm part of the Adore- I'M THE USHER ! xD Haha. I'm really glad God uses me in and out. Whatever praises I get, it's not mine, but it all belongs to Him. To be honest with you guys, it's better if you don't praise me too much. You'll make me be a hypocrite. Why? Simple. Sometimes, human can't judge correctly. So, most of the times, people will praise me, from what they had judged me through their eyes and thought, BUT it's not me. Meaning, if I do something else, it's normal to me, something like my daily routines. But if you guys praise me for the daily routines, I'll get more pressure and will be a HYPOCRITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not have a good morning today =( No one woke up for Church today =( I'm so eager to stand in the sanctuary to sing praises to Him. It's been awhile since I stood in the sanctuary. Well, it's not because I like to play truant, it's because I have duties in PraiseKids. Most pianist can't seem to make it, so I had to replace them. But it's for the Lord, I guess it's fine? =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yesterday, it's actually Justin's and Joshua's birthday. We celebrated it, in Pavilion. It's more of an outing to me, but we had fun. I woke up around 8, automatically. So, I bathe and get prepared since Justin's mom is driving us there. Prepared their presents, but not willing to give it to them xD I got them both HAND-BAND! Alright alright xD Now it relates to the title. I've started  collecting accessories especially hand-band since I came back from Bali, in where I bought my FIRST hand-band named Blackie! It's old now, and I've gotta put a knot so it won't loosen up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached Pavilion, we were like the primitives xD It's my 3rd time there anyway xD Haha.. I'm not a KL-ian. So, we walked around, and stopped by in Baskin Robbins. Bought my favourite, Citrus Lime which was stolen my Justin and Tiffany. Later on, while enjoying, Josh and Calz came and joined us. Gave them presents, that is Josh, Calz and Justin. I gave them Hand-Bands =( Initially wanted to keep it for myself xD hahaa, but still, I gave the best to Josh T.T xD But still got the green one with me now xD I called it Greenie. I was pretty anxious of their reactions and thought they wouldn't like it and give it back to me xD hahaha kidding. But in the end, Calz is the first to open and reacted "Wow! All 3 of my favorite colors." Later on, Josh opened it, I forgot his reactions, but he wore it, I'm glad =) After that, we went to Ichiban Boshi-A Japanese Noodle House. One word- AWESOME. I had my first SOBA there. A cold noodle. In fact, it's Josh's and Calz's first time too. So that pretty much explain why I call ourselves the PRIMITIVE xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier that day, Calz planned to buy doughnuts for Josh and Justin to replace their cake, since we don't have money to buy cake. Then, the EVIL side of me, planned to smashed it to their face. So, we went to a.not.so.famous.doughnut.store and bought the CREAMIEST doughnuts. We went back to the restaurant, where Josh and Just have a bad feeling already xD We sang happy birthday to them, while the whole crowd there were looking at us like dumb peoples a.k.a primitives xD Calz smashed Justin's face. It's so unfair I have to take up with the macho guy-Josh -,- But he's not that strong xD hahaha. In the end, I had to ask Calz to help me smash on his face, well, I can't do it since I don't have 3 hands and Josh didn't have 1 hand xD So all I can do is hold his hand tightly while he avoids. In the end, Joshua got smashed, he turned  a BIT emo xD I'm really really sorry Josh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, went back to Church. Slept there -.- Too tired. Josh was emo-ing so I don't dare to talk with him, all I can do is feel guilty and sleep x.X I didn't quite sleep for a long time, then someone knocked my head @.@ Still, am surprised of how comfortable I am in church though the music is super loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after that nap, I got a chance to be a publisher already! Josh, Chin Leng and I went around KL, literally AROUND KL to paste posters. I've no idea it's that hard, especially when we're walking under the bright hot Sun. Went back, and changed to Adore Youth Concert's Volunteer T-Shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have nothing to do, after that, so we went to Adore Bash, which has nothing to do -.- and it's too hot there. Went back in, met Josh's friends, Natalie and Brian. They were cool, and I have to say, Natalie do look hot xD She's totally different from her facebook pictures, guess she's not photogenic xD Later on, collected my drumsticks, which everyone ENVIES a lot especially Sarah xD Planning to learn Drums now, after listening to DrummerForChrist's skills. Was awed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had loads of fun during the Concert =) and.. am so proud to be a To2ugher! XD The Set Me Free skit was indeed the most HIGHLIGHTED one. Event better than Drummer For Christ xD Throughout the whole skit, GOOSEBUMPS! Hannah and I were like boasting out haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures (Pictures worth less than 10words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJNW0ylVI/AAAAAAAAA34/iUX57QeSK0U/s1600/DSC09652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJNW0ylVI/AAAAAAAAA34/iUX57QeSK0U/s400/DSC09652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510727219111171410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being an usher, you get these =) WITHOUT REGISTERING! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJM59U5bI/AAAAAAAAA3w/TEN_GoxKJpU/s1600/DSC09650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJM59U5bI/AAAAAAAAA3w/TEN_GoxKJpU/s400/DSC09650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510727211362346418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am so proud to be wearing one of these xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJMd-gnOI/AAAAAAAAA3o/GUHgm06xJHI/s1600/DSC09655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJMd-gnOI/AAAAAAAAA3o/GUHgm06xJHI/s400/DSC09655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510727203851115746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Necklace which I've bought from Chosen Treasures, Josh's Uncle's Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJLrw9GcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/LWBXKGQ07eM/s1600/DSC09654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJLrw9GcI/AAAAAAAAA3g/LWBXKGQ07eM/s400/DSC09654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510727190372489666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Wrist-Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJLGIb8zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/zsEQBeNIb6w/s1600/DSC09648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJLGIb8zI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/zsEQBeNIb6w/s400/DSC09648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510727180270433074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The drumsticks! awesome eh? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH-QwXlkI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8nzrTY95gfo/s1600/DSC09641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH-QwXlkI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8nzrTY95gfo/s400/DSC09641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725860272346690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After changed, slacked around, was suppose to to have me in there, but my camera couldn't stay still, so I had to stand there. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH-FbH7xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ExI15jQ819M/s1600/DSC09646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH-FbH7xI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ExI15jQ819M/s400/DSC09646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725857230450450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The DRUMSTICKS! And DRUMMER TO BE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH9ezrXqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AmMzl3RvWng/s1600/DSC09644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH9ezrXqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/AmMzl3RvWng/s400/DSC09644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725846864453282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J B C xD Josh Me and Calz =) Best buddies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH9MNBTmI/AAAAAAAAA24/-kir7xakdNY/s1600/46373_1594209736718_1280183322_31639467_5752622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH9MNBTmI/AAAAAAAAA24/-kir7xakdNY/s400/46373_1594209736718_1280183322_31639467_5752622_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725841870474850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH8j-omRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/4GCGwudFjko/s1600/46519_1594207216655_1280183322_31639448_5800190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoH8j-omRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/4GCGwudFjko/s400/46519_1594207216655_1280183322_31639448_5800190_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725831072717074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The restaurant which we're suppose to go, which cost RM72  for the CHEAPEST Steak x.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHOr2j2GI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6SsjelqN2n8/s1600/46331_1594212536788_1280183322_31639493_4957431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHOr2j2GI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6SsjelqN2n8/s400/46331_1594212536788_1280183322_31639493_4957431_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725042912352354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Sushi set, I belanja-ed, Rm 22 for 10 @,@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHOJpI7qI/AAAAAAAAA2g/FVdsuENC_9g/s1600/46373_1594209496712_1280183322_31639461_1229476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHOJpI7qI/AAAAAAAAA2g/FVdsuENC_9g/s400/46373_1594209496712_1280183322_31639461_1229476_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725033729257122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHN4fHN2I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HdJ8FRofU_M/s1600/46940_1594210776744_1280183322_31639480_114898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHN4fHN2I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HdJ8FRofU_M/s400/46940_1594210776744_1280183322_31639480_114898_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725029123798882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHNhf2pBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FHiijFrviz0/s1600/46940_1594210536738_1280183322_31639474_4046235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHNhf2pBI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FHiijFrviz0/s400/46940_1594210536738_1280183322_31639474_4046235_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725022952891410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHM2jBY0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YULyh-20w9Y/s1600/46940_1594210576739_1280183322_31639475_6325883_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoHM2jBY0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YULyh-20w9Y/s400/46940_1594210576739_1280183322_31639475_6325883_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510725011423454018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one before and after also the same one xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I've just realized it's called Wrist-Band, I'm such a failure xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoLXXnYPkI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oJHPW62FBpI/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoLXXnYPkI/AAAAAAAAA4A/oJHPW62FBpI/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510729590145302082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click to ENLARGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S, again: I'm also a great influence in wrist bands xD I bought one for Joshua, and Joshua later on bought another one for himself lolx. And Kevin saw we have it, it's his turn now xD he called it Fish.. lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4596523259503410368?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4596523259503410368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/am-officially-hand-band-fanatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4596523259503410368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4596523259503410368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/am-officially-hand-band-fanatic.html' title='am officially a hand-band fanatic!'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THoJNW0ylVI/AAAAAAAAA34/iUX57QeSK0U/s72-c/DSC09652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8710358392076676647</id><published>2010-08-25T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T00:26:43.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THVEIyJ-wqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GbJnYxNjLII/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THVEIyJ-wqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GbJnYxNjLII/s400/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509384636850946722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-I Kiss Dating GoodBye, Joshua Harris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8710358392076676647?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8710358392076676647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-kiss-dating-goodbye-joshua-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8710358392076676647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8710358392076676647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-kiss-dating-goodbye-joshua-harris.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THVEIyJ-wqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GbJnYxNjLII/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4891092557602021530</id><published>2010-08-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:19:14.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the Way, the Truth and the Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THUZebhFNsI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mWpScemAzJo/s1600/29509_1498647667726_1280183322_31385817_5423561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THUZebhFNsI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mWpScemAzJo/s400/29509_1498647667726_1280183322_31385817_5423561_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509337729730950850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meows!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, my trials had already ended. It's too good to be truth! Results came out this week. It's really a disappointment. Some says it's good, but I say it's really bad, TERRIBLE! I've got a D for my Geography. I myself was shocked. I saw a C coming, but not a D! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's worst?!?! There's two B, and both of them are 1 or 2 marks away from an A! I feel so so so sad! It happens all the time =( I was supposingly to get 6As 1 D, but now, 4As 2Bs 1D =( I feel so miserable for an A lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I thank Him, for giving me this results, I may not get 7As or 6As, but I sure thank Him for the 4As, 2Bs and 1D. And let this be a lesson for me to score better next time =) All glory goes to Him and Him alone =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. Going to talk about this issue, which occurs very often to me, SLEEPING IN CLASS. xD Well er, I know sleeping in class isn't a good thing, and I should really sleep earlier the night before, but you see, teenants, especially guys nowadays won't sleep unless it's 1 or 2. I don't know why, but for me, I'll be listening to songs from my iPod along with FB. Initially, I have no intention of even touching the FB application, but you know, there'll be a NOTIFICATION pop up lolx. So I've got tempted everytime xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping in class, yes, I've been doing that 5 times in a row this week xD Teachers are not teaching at all! All they do is give us book, past year questions, and etc. And teacher don't even care about us xD So, most of us slept in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, as you all know, I'm from the second class. And I've heard from teachers that, my class' results, is way better than the first class. I'm so proud! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ADORE is back!&lt;/span&gt; This time it's even bigger and better! They brought you A Generation of Hope last year, this year, it's Live Life Loud! It's gonna be fantastic! Be there by 5.30 to experience the prelude of ADORE, ADORE BASH! From 5.30 till 7.30. However, concert starts at 7.30! Doors open by 7.15! Come and be BLESSED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THUi4PE0kuI/AAAAAAAAA14/i6cQ_U7pI1U/s1600/34455_10150194192785371_202171295370_12845006_914795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THUi4PE0kuI/AAAAAAAAA14/i6cQ_U7pI1U/s400/34455_10150194192785371_202171295370_12845006_914795_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509348068672443106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Featuring DrummerForChrist! It's free! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I'm so excited for this annual event! What's more? I'm so glad to have the opportunity to help out for this ADORE, just so you know, I'm the usher for ADORE BASH! How cool is that? xD Sorry, I'm being superb lame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already got the agenda ready xD Around 12 or 11.45 reach KLBC, pick Joshua and Calvin and then straight go Pavillion =) Celebrate Joshua's and Justin's birthday, btw, it's their birthday that day! xD Might be either going to TGI Fridays or Ichiban Boshi, a Japanese noodle house. Next, Josh, Calz, and myself will be going back to KLBC around 2.30 or 3 or 3.30 while Justin, Tiffany and Kitty will shop themselves until 5. And follow on with ADORE SCHEDULE =) Am so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepared so many for Joshua and Justin =) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;BE SURPRISED! BE VERY SURPRISED! xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow ponteng school =) xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Praise God, Thank God, Love God =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;hen you're having a Happy moment--praise God. Difficul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;t moment--seek God. Quiet moment--worship God. Painful moment--trust God. Every mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;ment--thank God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/8499767219241762037-4891092557602021530?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4891092557602021530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-are-way-truth-and-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4891092557602021530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4891092557602021530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-are-way-truth-and-life.html' title='You are the Way, the Truth and the Life'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/THUZebhFNsI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mWpScemAzJo/s72-c/29509_1498647667726_1280183322_31385817_5423561_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8149279674757414890</id><published>2010-08-21T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:30:10.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials Over, but it's still going on..</title><content type='html'>What's going on? STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys =)&lt;br /&gt;How are you guys doing? I'm doing great actually =) Trials had just ended, and I feel soo free now. Still, that doesn't mean I'm OFFICIALLY free from studying xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR is still coming =( I'm trying to be as happy as I could, but my heart aches when I hear the word PMR or something like MPR lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Plans? Loads! nah.. actually, just one =) I'm glad there is this plan! and that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORE YOUTH CONCERT 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my first time attending this concert, the last year, I was suppose to attend, but my transport ffked me, so I've gotta stay home =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, it's both my best friend, Justin's and my bro, Josh's birthday! How awesome is that?! Everything is planned already xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're planning to go to KL around 11, but reaches there around 12? We're most probably going to go Pavillion and get ourselves a fine dining-Japanese Grill Station, so guys, SAVE MONEY! xD Can you imagine? We're like going to spend in that restaurant for about 2 or 3 hours! How crazy is that? Nah I'm just kidding xD For kids, maximum we can sit still is for like.. 30minutes? xD Approximately 1 hour 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to seriously buy a new sling bag, a leather one like my sis has. I'm tired of staring and staring and staring at her bag and not able to use it, because it's girly xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've prepared presents for my two buddies, I hope they like it, and I really put a lot of effort in doing them. I just hope they like it, and most probably, after the ADORE CONCERT, i'm gonna show it to you guys what I gave, but the letter content, NO! xD It's private, and though i've not written it, but I've typed it in my iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of iPod, CONGRATZ JUSTIN for getting his iPod Touch which he has been so envy about me before xD kakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN SAYS: *accuser!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lololol.. Well, I'm glad you have one, and I hope it's a second generation, then you can call edi =) Via SKYPE lar xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a twitter really rawks, though it's supposed to be private, well, I hope you guys won't follow me lar.. there is where I'll spam out all my feelings and will talk bad about you guys, so don't read xD I'm serious -.- If there's any new followers, I'll create a new twitter account =) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for ADORE! Woo Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do? Ushering? I hope I'm landed on the food station xD kakaka..&lt;br /&gt;YAWNS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite guys, and just so you know, I'm in a relationship =) with.... FOOD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm in Ipoh now, so don't call me go YumCha with you guys -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8149279674757414890?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8149279674757414890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/trials-over-but-its-still-going-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8149279674757414890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8149279674757414890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/trials-over-but-its-still-going-on.html' title='Trials Over, but it&apos;s still going on..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7832986045694183469</id><published>2010-08-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:27:53.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgHGAjO_fI/AAAAAAAAA1g/lptxrqS9Rks/s1600/DSC09589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgHGAjO_fI/AAAAAAAAA1g/lptxrqS9Rks/s400/DSC09589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505658344268824050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Study Study Study =( Tiredness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've got presents from church friends =) I'm glad to have them. Such blessing, I don't think it'll come in a million year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgFNB9RGmI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Q18yiWF82LU/s1600/DSC09594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgFNB9RGmI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Q18yiWF82LU/s400/DSC09594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505656265882278498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Present from PraiseKids =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgFM-RHBfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/V2P9-JRj2CU/s1600/DSC09593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgFM-RHBfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/V2P9-JRj2CU/s400/DSC09593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505656264891762162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Present from Joshua and Stephanie =) Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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/8499767219241762037-7832986045694183469?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7832986045694183469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/tiredness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7832986045694183469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7832986045694183469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/tiredness.html' title='Tiredness =('/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGgHGAjO_fI/AAAAAAAAA1g/lptxrqS9Rks/s72-c/DSC09589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4314134819323569678</id><published>2010-08-14T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:16:01.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 and still YOUNG xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGXz-OJwYOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/0dyITfF_vUA/s1600/41212_1575377425922_1280183322_31591081_3465201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGXz-OJwYOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/0dyITfF_vUA/s400/41212_1575377425922_1280183322_31591081_3465201_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505074369806754018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Pizza Hut gave me Birthday Pizza =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;haha.. Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(I'm still young!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;As you all know, or don't know, I just had my birthday yesterday, which was Friday the 13th! lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1GIkN08I/AAAAAAAAAzw/neSVAOvuwg0/s1600/39663_1575377185916_1280183322_31591079_3246221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1GIkN08I/AAAAAAAAAzw/neSVAOvuwg0/s400/39663_1575377185916_1280183322_31591079_3246221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505075605257704386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;All of my birthday presents! Thank you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;This year's birthday is rather special, why? Obviously, it's Friday the 13th also there's Perseid Meteor shower that night/or early in the morning (after 12a.m on 12/8/10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX0VbseZ9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/ysZReERj9Dw/s400/41212_1575377385921_1280183322_31591080_7156030_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505074768579028946" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Doughnuts from You Qian, you know, all my friends know I like foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I truly am blessed by my friends, well, gifts aren't the important part, what's nice is that I've received very nice and meaningful cards from my friends =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1yNZ7tRI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/BNrbCqOjtV4/s1600/DSC09570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1yNZ7tRI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/BNrbCqOjtV4/s400/DSC09570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076362470995218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Outside of Nicole's card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1Gw7DKdI/AAAAAAAAA0A/OQiinIXdoOo/s1600/DSC09567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1Gw7DKdI/AAAAAAAAA0A/OQiinIXdoOo/s400/DSC09567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505075616090892754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Justin's,Eunice's,Esther's,Keat Yee's card and also others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;To be honest with you, the first thing that pops out from my mind when I was reminded of my birthday is THANK GOD! Yes! Thank God for creating me, and to me, it's like an anniversary of His creation. Instead of me celebrating, thank God first. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So, I got things that I want, which is a wallet, and the most unexpected, a new cologne! I like the smell, actually, everyone does lolx. So, don't mind me ya =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX2FREf9vI/AAAAAAAAA1A/caUuBuSRjLA/s1600/DSC09576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX2FREf9vI/AAAAAAAAA1A/caUuBuSRjLA/s400/DSC09576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076689872353010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;A new cologne, my friend, Alex gave it to me. I'm gonna get a new scent, hope you guys won't mind=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And the wallet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zzRRtZI/AAAAAAAAA04/tFnXMU0lWHU/s1600/DSC09574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zzRRtZI/AAAAAAAAA04/tFnXMU0lWHU/s400/DSC09574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076389815104914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;A new wallet from Justin, Eunice, Esther and Keat Yee, Thanks a lot! it's really nice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zWVmKOI/AAAAAAAAA0w/0EY_hxhyT3E/s1600/DSC09573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zWVmKOI/AAAAAAAAA0w/0EY_hxhyT3E/s400/DSC09573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076382048594146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Tropicana Life's =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Pictures :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX2FrOYPyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/-krjroqu3Sc/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX2FrOYPyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/-krjroqu3Sc/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076696893112098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;loads of birthday wishes via FB also got some in my phone =) Thanks guy&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zNp7RiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/VS45-gRdIgY/s1600/DSC09572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1zNp7RiI/AAAAAAAAA0o/VS45-gRdIgY/s400/DSC09572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076379717944866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;A tee shirt from Caroline =) thank&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1ytZ3u1I/AAAAAAAAA0g/KD3RDqARXpc/s1600/DSC09571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1ytZ3u1I/AAAAAAAAA0g/KD3RDqARXpc/s400/DSC09571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505076371060669266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The birthday card! From Nicole =) So creative&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1HslaN8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/U0mGHy8qZOY/s1600/DSC09569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1HslaN8I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/U0mGHy8qZOY/s400/DSC09569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505075632106256322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The meaningful essay.. somehow x&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1HV-IjAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/W76wP7xuB_M/s1600/DSC09568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1HV-IjAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/W76wP7xuB_M/s400/DSC09568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505075626035940354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Signatures =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1GkDK8kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/mxxmAibUslM/s1600/DSC09565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGX1GkDK8kI/AAAAAAAAAz4/mxxmAibUslM/s400/DSC09565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505075612635296322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;So we went pizza after school =) And I've got a Birthday Pizza(refer to the picture at the top)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Overall, I had a blast =) Thanks!&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/8499767219241762037-4314134819323569678?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4314134819323569678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/15th-and-still-young-xd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4314134819323569678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4314134819323569678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/15th-and-still-young-xd.html' title='15 and still YOUNG xD'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TGXz-OJwYOI/AAAAAAAAAzg/0dyITfF_vUA/s72-c/41212_1575377425922_1280183322_31591081_3465201_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4648008808445723626</id><published>2010-08-12T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:15:24.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trials is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof!&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;-blogged via iPod Touch-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4648008808445723626?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4648008808445723626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/trials-is-coming-poof-blogged-via-ipod.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4648008808445723626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4648008808445723626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/trials-is-coming-poof-blogged-via-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-9131350269800015561</id><published>2010-08-08T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:56:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I heading to?</title><content type='html'>Heeeerlllo.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, I'm confused lately, I don't know what has gone into me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honestly with you guys, it's about maturity, again. I've learned the limit of being hyper, but still, I'm receiving comments on not to be too hyper at times, in other words, being more matured. I'm sick of the word mature/act your age and etc. I mean, it's not that I've offended anyone right? Maybe, but as teacher-student, is that even possible? Well, it is a trend for students to fool around with the teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the main topic, where am I heading to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you guys think about me? Am I selfish, ego, lan-C, hypocrite, pathetic, douche bag, etc.? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know is it me, or is it my friend(please don't guess who is this person, unless you wanna start a war LOLx) Well recently, or not so recently, this friend of mine, from my view, MAYBE he's envious about me. I don't know what to say to explain this but the best word perhaps is Kia-Su. Sometimes, I want to share something really exciting and that I'm happy about, and I have no intention of boasting it out(which you had said), I'm just giving the intro of it and before I even get to the point, you've already said "I know, I know, don't have to tell me" when he doesn't really know it. I have the right motives to share with him, but he does not have the right motives of what I'm trying to say. Get me? The first time, I don't care, but later on, it became worse, and it seems like every conversation we had is like to show off/boast out/win each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no doubt, of course sometimes, I do wanna win, not say win, but want to, how do I put this? As in, everyone has egoness right? Though I'm not sure what's egoness, but have this FAME thingy right?Sometimes when you're in front of someone whom you really want that person to acknowledge you with the good part of you, you want to win another person to show it to the person in front of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may ask, what if that person has the same motives as the above? Let me tell you, most of the time, it happens when we're alone, whispering especially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I know the way I wrote it is confusing, I'm confused too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time went by, I'm annoyed by this, his attitude. I can't stand to listen to his FAKE BOASTING. When I'm trying to share something happy and stuff, he took it as a threat or what.so.ever challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; heading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's obvious enough, I'm heading to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;self destruction&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's time I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; this crap, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; my life, this is definitely where I'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;disobey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; God and where I'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; my faith to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;To save my life from this '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;self destruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;', where should I go? Who shall I ask for? I've prayed, it don't seem like I'm praying with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;right motives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, that's why God have not answered it yet. Every time we chat, it's a war, it's so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;not 'shun hei' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;when you are trying to prove something, but that person just don't want to accept the fact, and when he got it wrong in the exam, I'd definitely be the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PRAY FOR ME =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have good news for Justin, Joshua and Calvin, I bought your birthday presents! I hope you guys would like it, it's the same thing, so you guys don't have to be so envious among each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY FALLS ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;FRIDAY THE 13TH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meows~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/8499767219241762037-9131350269800015561?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/9131350269800015561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-am-i-heading-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/9131350269800015561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/9131350269800015561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-am-i-heading-to.html' title='Where am I heading to?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4319292202961937473</id><published>2010-08-05T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:00:58.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait for the HOLIDAYs!</title><content type='html'>and yes.. I'm planning my holiday schedule already! I mean... after PMR..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFrB6DPyP1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6qr7yE7QlJo/s1600/miami-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFrB6DPyP1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6qr7yE7QlJo/s400/miami-beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501923097834569554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm the Event Director of my class..(ignore the position name, my class is superb lame, even the monitor goes like this : Class Chief) xD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the point.. since I'm the ED, end of the year, which is after PMR la.. we're going to have BBQ Partay! gonna book a big Dewan, complete with sound systems, performances, and also FOOD! FYI, I'm preparing the foods&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Salad - Michelle's sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) Potato in Tomato covered with CHEESE... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) Sorbet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) Chicken wings, self roast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e) Chicken wings, self roast with BLACK PEPPER SAUCE =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;f) mee, fried rice. .etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so prepared! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next will be.. Crashing Joshua's Friend's Birthday Party in Sunway Lagoon lolx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I'm evil lolx.. I think Calz joining me =) lalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now.. haiz.. study -.- meows~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFrDmlYgNBI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Qs9C2u0RkGA/s1600/Home_Photo_books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFrDmlYgNBI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Qs9C2u0RkGA/s400/Home_Photo_books.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501924962423813138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOoooOOoooOooooOooooo.. I want food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4319292202961937473?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4319292202961937473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4319292202961937473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4319292202961937473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait-for-holidays.html' title='I can&apos;t wait for the HOLIDAYs!'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFrB6DPyP1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6qr7yE7QlJo/s72-c/miami-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-3669093081322634641</id><published>2010-08-05T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:40:35.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to sleep=('/><title type='text'>Insomnia??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFpOafb3xKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/lc66gpdwQwU/s1600/DSC09556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFpOafb3xKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/lc66gpdwQwU/s400/DSC09556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501796111808447650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been having sleeping problems lately -.- Usually sleep at around 2~3 a.m, but last night was the earliest, I think I slept at around 12.30~1 a.m.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefects shucks! This morning, I nearly punched a prefect -.- What a douche bag! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meowx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-3669093081322634641?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/3669093081322634641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3669093081322634641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3669093081322634641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/08/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia??'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFpOafb3xKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/lc66gpdwQwU/s72-c/DSC09556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5684206805976546706</id><published>2010-07-30T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:12:59.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through Faith...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFLPnDAKKRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/W8fIEgL9mA4/s1600/DSC09526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFLPnDAKKRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/W8fIEgL9mA4/s400/DSC09526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499686364700616978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crazy friend of mine trying to look "doctor-ish".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy folks? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, my trials' coming in 2 weeks time. I'm so doomed. So what if I've started my revision early, I'm still not ready for examination yet! We're gonna sit on JPS' Examination Paper, which is terribly hard, even harder than our school's paper, tricky to be exact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I'm getting better with the GUITAR! I've never thought that I could be that good -narcissism conquers- xD I'm so excited for ADORE '10, well, not me alone, but my friends too. But from what I can see, they just miss their camp friends. As for me, it's my first time to attend such concert and it's truly am a privilege to be able to help out in ushering during the Adore Bash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good and bad times come, that's why we should also remember the saying 'bygones be bygones'. Friends, I just love them. Somehow, some of my friends are sometimes very annoying. Well, one of them annoyed me because he's trying to be cute and end up being an American Diva. Another, he can't seem to stop boasting out his 'talents', which I think he's just making it up, just to prove that he's better. Next, he's too dramatic(exaggerated dramatism) for me, sensitive also narrow minded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[3 DIFFERENT PEOPLES]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I ever gonna cope up with these peoples? -.- What shucks is, one of them is my best friend. I just hope time will come and clear things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, basically, I'm gonna try to explain things about Faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;"And now these three remain : Faith, Hope and Love. But the greatest of these is Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;What is Faith? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Hebrews 11:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to me, faith is believing, trusting and to be confidence of something that is impossible. As Christians, we should always have faith in our Lord our God, for as we acknowledge them as God, the creator of Heaven and the Earth, and OUR creator. Since then, we know our God is so strong and mighty, why are we still worrying about things that have been planned since we're in our mother's womb. Why are we still having lack of faith of what God has planned for us? It's foolish and sinful to worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Why should we have Faith in our God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;"Have faith in God," Jesus answered."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Mark 11:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having faith is believe as I've said, since then, we do believe that Jesus died for us on the Cross right? That is Faith! As followers of Christ, we should learn the ways of a PERFECTION, for none of us are perfect not until we're up in Heaven with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;"Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Romans 5:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on my life experience, it's really true. Call me superstitious, but I have FAITH in God. There are some scenarios in my life where I can share to you guys about having Faith in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Scenario One-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, I keep my hair long, and everyone know it's against the school rules, agree? Well, I'm not those good boy that will obey the school's rules so much, 'cause frankly and rationally, how could hairstyle affect our studies? So, there's this Monday morning, where I've heard a rumor that teacher will be having the hair spot check, indeed there is! At first, I was panicked and of course I'm afraid of getting my hair cut by teacher. Then again, I thought, and immediately I had faith in God that I won't have my hair cut by the teacher. It's like a last minute faith, like life or dead scenario LOL,  luckily, teacher didn't enter my class, so I got away with it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Scenario Two-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know, I USED to procrastinate homeworks, not that I'm lazy, well, I am, but let's put it into better words : Don't have the mood to do homeworks xD. So, usual, I'll only do my homework when the next day is the due day, but there was this one time, that the teacher seriously urges us to finish up our homework, she was dead serious, but that night, I didn't have time to finish it or I don't have the mood to do 'em. Well, when these time of come, and you come to know that there's no other road but to get scolded by the teacher, you'll find positive energies, pulling yourself together and to be confidence, well, that time, is where I have faith again. So end up, next morning, the teacher totally forgets about the MUST.FINISH.HOMEWORKS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see, having faith is not something superstitious that many of you would think, but actually, in psychology terms, it's actually what we call as OPTIMIST(an optimistic person).  &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/8499767219241762037-5684206805976546706?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5684206805976546706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/through-faith.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5684206805976546706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5684206805976546706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/through-faith.html' title='through Faith...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TFLPnDAKKRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/W8fIEgL9mA4/s72-c/DSC09526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2612847961021729785</id><published>2010-07-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:01:10.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M E O W S'/><title type='text'>Meow~</title><content type='html'>Trying to be a cat lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TErjBCr5HcI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AN7Jba1UgVU/s1600/DSC09508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TErjBCr5HcI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AN7Jba1UgVU/s400/DSC09508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497455902199455170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, there's a cat, well not recently xD She's always been at the back of our house, meow-ing for foods xD So my mom usually gets really annoyed when she cooks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, RECENTLY, yes recently xD, she gave birth to 4 healthy meow-ing kittens. They're really cute and flurry. Too bad they're still afraid of human xD Anyway, it's perfect! As in the colour inherrited by mom cat. All 4 of them has mom's colour. Very special kittens. But mom cat seem pretty ill tho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. why am I even posting things about cats? xD &lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-2612847961021729785?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2612847961021729785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/meow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2612847961021729785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2612847961021729785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/meow.html' title='Meow~'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TErjBCr5HcI/AAAAAAAAAy4/AN7Jba1UgVU/s72-c/DSC09508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7100861020713522515</id><published>2010-07-23T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T14:12:16.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A D O R E'/><title type='text'>woah.. hold on.. you're wrong!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, just to declare.. I'm not in a relationship, she's just my friend and it's just a picture. I don't get why would you guys think I'd be in a relationship especially when PMR is not even over. Haix, anyway, just to tell you guys, you're wrong! I'm not in a relationship, don't listen to the school rumor, I can tell you, the person who created that rumor was the stupidest person ever who had a very NARROW MIND. Still, don't worry, I'm not offended or anything, just frustrated trying to explain, explain and REEXPLAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, it's already been a week eh.. It's going faster than I've thought. I meant, my PMR days. Anyway, to tell you guys the truth, I have been tempted to fall in love with a girl. But thank God, I'm back on track and had stop the infatuations. After reading I Kiss Dating Goodbye by HARRIS, or have not finished reading, I found out lots of stuff and how do I avoid things and what is sinful and what's not. This book truly tells us about God's love and intention for us in our lives. Last night, I read one of the chapters. Surprisingly, I've come to know what's wrong and what's right and how am I suppose to take things in the right perspective. Since last night, I've stop the infatuations. I'm still not really sure about the meaning of the word 'infatuation' but from the book, it says- the thoughts of being with someone of the opposite sex in a bad way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies, man, I can't wait for the days of AFTER-PMR. Well, frankly, I don't think I'm waiting for those days alone, in fact my whole class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm actually the so called Event Director in our class. Sounds nice huh? 'Event Director'. haha.. So, in conjunction, I've organized a trip to either Sunway Lagoon or All around KL. As a democracy class, our Class Chief(Class Monitor, as you can see, we're being awfully lame xD) had made me to ask for their suggestions on where to go, and so far, the votes are all in Sunway Lagoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been through Sunway Lagoon's webpage, and was shocked. Obviously it's because of the pricing. It's soo expensive. I was wondering what if, I bought 41 tickets, will there be any discounts?? Obviously it's too expensive.I'm looking forward to ADORE! geez, I'm gonna be ushering for the bash..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna give it all for God =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7100861020713522515?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7100861020713522515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/woah-hold-on-youre-wrong.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7100861020713522515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7100861020713522515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/woah-hold-on-youre-wrong.html' title='woah.. hold on.. you&apos;re wrong!'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7531410395824804614</id><published>2010-07-18T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:59:39.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running out of TIME..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. &lt;div&gt;So, how's everyone? I bet most of us are facing STRESS and COMPLICATIONS. &lt;div&gt;I guess, I'm the only one who STILLS can find time to blog, I don't see much people blogging nowadays, guess it's the homeworks/assignments/finals that'll be the blame xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I still have not finish my homeworks LOL. They're driving me nutts. Teachers are getting hyper active again. Why? Our gerak gempur coming soon, and our SLOW teachers didn't get enough time to finish the whole syllabus, and so, they RUSHED. Here's my equation :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RUSH = NO UNDERSTANDING = MORE HOMEWORKS = NO IDEA HOW TO DO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I bet most of you would agree with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well anyway, I HAD MY HAIR CUT! *claps* lol.. That's what my friends did when I told them I had my hair cut. They said it's a miracle that I'd cut my hair LOL. Aww come on! I'm not a hair freako. Recently, I found out my eyes grew bigger! But actually, it's just optical illusion! 'cause when my hair covers my forehead, then it'll make my eyes big when actually, the human eye doesn't grow since.. some say since birth, some say after 12 .. O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw, I looked like a complete FORM 1 IDIOT who knows nothing about fashion xD hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEMIC0oRuDI/AAAAAAAAAyw/V215GnobDyU/s1600/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEMIC0oRuDI/AAAAAAAAAyw/V215GnobDyU/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495244814902474802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD BYE OLD HAIRSTYLE lol xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7531410395824804614?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7531410395824804614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-running-out-of-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7531410395824804614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7531410395824804614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-running-out-of-time.html' title='I&apos;m running out of TIME..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEMIC0oRuDI/AAAAAAAAAyw/V215GnobDyU/s72-c/IMG_0260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8334434750357961658</id><published>2010-07-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:18:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bets no one's reading x.X</title><content type='html'>Helloo!&lt;div&gt;Woah.. I just came back from Bon Odori.. what a nice event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually.. everything sucked.. lol.. it's boring.. but see a lot of pretty girls and cute Japanese children.. Still, the dance was the best part! Food.. superb..... EXPENSIVE lol.. I bought  2 RM10 sets rice(bento) and thank God, there's Livita for only RM 1!  cheaper than mineral water lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at those Japanese people.. my friends and I envied them.. Dang! We envy the guys actually. They're born good looking even with small eyes. yes, small eyes. We talked about what'll happen if we were born in Japan. Honestly, I've always dream to go Japan, firstly, the historical places. Not that I like history, just that I like looking at those old shrines, those bamboo forest and of course the hot spring. It all seemed as if it's in from an anime huh? lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I am BLESSED to be born in Malaysia. Firstly, I'm a Christian here, I started my life with Christ in Malaysia and perhaps, I'll continue on my journey with Him in other country. Secondly, I've found good and funny friends, the to2ugh especially and yes, it's not my school friend especially LOL. No offence, just saying what I've gotta say =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am tired.. signing off.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Bets no one's reading =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8334434750357961658?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8334434750357961658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/bets-no-ones-reading-xx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8334434750357961658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8334434750357961658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/bets-no-ones-reading-xx.html' title='bets no one&apos;s reading x.X'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8636072852680358576</id><published>2010-07-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:20:17.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns when dawn.</title><content type='html'>*Yawns..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's countless.. the number of times I've yawned lol.. Since this morning. during school hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just came back from badminton practices =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how's everyone doing? Life's is the best! for me la.. God's been great to me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most of you know, my MTV World Stage passes is sold, so, no world stage.. x.X Still, God have some back up plan for me, Bon Odori.. It's my first time.. I'm shocked, everyone in FB spammed Bon Odori or something that has to do with Bon Odori. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's the day! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEAtxtTwLLI/AAAAAAAAAyo/k4YeSHr1dl4/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEAtxtTwLLI/AAAAAAAAAyo/k4YeSHr1dl4/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494441877391289522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT FOOD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8636072852680358576?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8636072852680358576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawns-when-dawn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8636072852680358576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8636072852680358576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawns-when-dawn.html' title='yawns when dawn.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TEAtxtTwLLI/AAAAAAAAAyo/k4YeSHr1dl4/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-840470983388858088</id><published>2010-07-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:22:07.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with you, Bryann?</title><content type='html'>Lol..&lt;div&gt;Had a hyper morning during To2ugh.. I don't know why, I guess I just miss the laughters and the joy of learning God's words after skipping to2ugh and church for a few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, I was hungry for God's words, all of a sudden, I prayed to God that I may stay for to2ugh to learn more about Him yesterday. Yea, I know there's this P4 thingy for me.. Obviously, that class is made so that we the younger ones would not disturb the sermon. But I still wanna go there even when I'm older. I don't wanna listen to sermons, I can't sit still xD Still, the P4 classes... not suitable for my age I'd say? Teachers treated us like kids... goodness -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, sorry Jeremy and Joseph and the rest of my 'classmates'.. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;EDITS.. I'm getting worse in this.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma3ANbX8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/kuIdQ5oLKiQ/s1600/28244_1343604945579_1094899136_30819747_7146415_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma3ANbX8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/kuIdQ5oLKiQ/s400/28244_1343604945579_1094899136_30819747_7146415_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492591490294833090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiu Mei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma29EQrqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zrEGVfOpmMs/s1600/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma29EQrqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zrEGVfOpmMs/s400/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492591489451077282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everlasting Green.. just a nice name xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma1waBRGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/c34gF5WkB0E/s1600/35350_1150624782904_1746169223_271886_896409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma1waBRGI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/c34gF5WkB0E/s400/35350_1150624782904_1746169223_271886_896409_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492591468872811618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grain+bloom+crop xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma1j7WPSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/eGg5fqXEuPc/s1600/37251_1532648357722_1280183322_31472902_7288755_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma1j7WPSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/eGg5fqXEuPc/s400/37251_1532648357722_1280183322_31472902_7288755_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492591465522937122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I.am.not.lala =) xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-840470983388858088?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/840470983388858088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-wrong-with-you-bryann.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/840470983388858088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/840470983388858088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-wrong-with-you-bryann.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with you, Bryann?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDma3ANbX8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/kuIdQ5oLKiQ/s72-c/28244_1343604945579_1094899136_30819747_7146415_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1706520355718456840</id><published>2010-07-10T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T20:41:11.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School outing to PetroScience</title><content type='html'>So.. I've just came back from one of the school's outing. I'm considered very lucky to be able to join them!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, it's because I joined the group 1 day before the outing, SLAD- dunno what anti dadah, a group from counseling, all I gotta do is give advice, but frankly, no one in our school even want to share lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I wasn't even suppose to be able to join this outing since I'm a new member. But then, there's this old member who cna't go.. so they slot is opened for me! =) Thank God for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp4G5RFhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OZcsjn--Q7M/s1600/37251_1532648437724_1280183322_31472904_5568251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp4G5RFhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OZcsjn--Q7M/s400/37251_1532648437724_1280183322_31472904_5568251_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492256158222718482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin trying to act LALA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp3yxv-iI/AAAAAAAAAx4/PBLsk6zm8no/s1600/37251_1532648357722_1280183322_31472902_7288755_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp3yxv-iI/AAAAAAAAAx4/PBLsk6zm8no/s400/37251_1532648357722_1280183322_31472902_7288755_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492256152822479394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've no idea xD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp3lVJEiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/49HKWxmmU4g/s1600/35823_1532650317771_1280183322_31472919_2687830_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp3SLyrRI/AAAAAAAAAxo/12tqQrClxEk/s1600/37251_1532648317721_1280183322_31472901_6591795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp3SLyrRI/AAAAAAAAAxo/12tqQrClxEk/s400/37251_1532648317721_1280183322_31472901_6591795_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492256144073338130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mirror shot&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this outing is not very knowledge-able but it's fun &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/8499767219241762037-1706520355718456840?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1706520355718456840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-outing-to-petroscience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1706520355718456840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1706520355718456840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-outing-to-petroscience.html' title='School outing to PetroScience'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDhp4G5RFhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/OZcsjn--Q7M/s72-c/37251_1532648437724_1280183322_31472904_5568251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7087500170423411791</id><published>2010-07-09T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:32:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDaxOLU434I/AAAAAAAAAxY/tPjxLufdnds/s1600/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDaxOLU434I/AAAAAAAAAxY/tPjxLufdnds/s400/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491771652741586818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey guys!&lt;div&gt;Finally, I've finished it! I myself was stormstruckked because of that drawing.. I never had anything that looks like that in mind, btw I bloomed it with photoscape, because the original picture itself is very very dark and there's reflection. btw, the U cacated xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The designs? Err, frankly, I took those design from youtube, I was actually going for tutorials, but in the end, those tutorial shucks, and I had to just see design =(. still, those color combinations for the flowers, to the designer of the original design. Now I know dark blue goes well with black xD lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is my first color pen creation =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's been going back to the way it was back when it was January.. -.- Teachers now are rushing, stressing us students, and I've skipped schools earlier this month, and homeworks.. meow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been really crying out loud for the MTV WORLD STAGE passes. Though I'm gonna buy  a pair of pass from my brother's friend, still, I wanna win for my other friends to go together with me =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eclipse this Sunday! RAWR! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CARMEN! HELP ME GET SOME MTV WORLDSTAGE PASSES!! PLEASE  =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDaz8bssM4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xA5OM5-A5Xo/s1600/IMG_0240+ads.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDaz8bssM4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xA5OM5-A5Xo/s400/IMG_0240+ads.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491774646433624962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited version xD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;transforming.others.and.ourselves.under.God's.hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7087500170423411791?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7087500170423411791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/satisfied.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7087500170423411791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7087500170423411791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/satisfied.html' title='satisfied =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TDaxOLU434I/AAAAAAAAAxY/tPjxLufdnds/s72-c/IMG_0240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2353494556243148182</id><published>2010-07-06T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:27:37.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like I've said...</title><content type='html'>RELATIONSHIP IS THE MOST COMPLICATED THING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)(=)=)(=)(=)(=)(=)(=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2353494556243148182?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2353494556243148182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-ive-said.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2353494556243148182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2353494556243148182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-ive-said.html' title='Like I&apos;ve said...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7946099923772997371</id><published>2010-07-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:59:48.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>since when?!?!</title><content type='html'>Since when I'm so interested in arts?!?! xD I've been very patient, and this quote just comes out from my mind..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If I can't finish this, how am I going to face the future?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scares me! lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working on my so called project "To2uGh".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of To2ugh, it's been a while since I join it, I miss the laughters.. sigh.. WHY DANICA?!!? WHY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-7946099923772997371?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7946099923772997371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/since-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7946099923772997371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7946099923772997371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/since-when.html' title='since when?!?!'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-9141583552126291016</id><published>2010-07-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:43:47.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive and Forget?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TC4HrbzlWWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/E_5BebnLHtw/s1600/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TC4HrbzlWWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/E_5BebnLHtw/s400/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489333438591097186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;- My cute couzzie.&lt;br /&gt;Hi peeps!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait! No and NO! I'm not in trouble nor anyone's having trouble with me lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, this post is just another 'advice' post for YOU! yes, it's you! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I've once posted this topic before, but I don't think it'll hurt posting another one, with a better perspective since I've grown right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me introduce you to GRUDGE and HATRED, though you know it, but just wanna clarify things for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, Hatred and Grudge are just the same, both are under CURSING. In other words, you dislike some people and you remember what that person had done to you, negatively. So, everyday, you'll start CURSING people, which is a bad thing though the world's view is a normal thing. For example, that person you hate abruptly came across you, and surely you'll start saying toot toot, and tell the person beside you the bad things about that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, have you thought your side of mistakes? Like I've said, NO ONE IS PERFECT, though, I myself ain't so sure about it since one of my friends quoted ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Remember this! We are created in the image of His. Therefore, each and everyone of us are special and unique in our very own way. We are uniquely crafted out to be a perfect masterpiece. And He, the God of this universe wouldn't make junk! What would people say about Him??!! GOD IS PERFECT! And since we're made out of Him.. WE TOO ARE PERFECT!=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;-Samuel Lam, 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I got confused by him though, so, anyone can help me clarify things here? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Anyway, since then, have you ever thought whether you did wrong or not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I know forgiving and forgetting ain't easy, I've been through it, but if you see it from another point of view, you gain something yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Let me tell you some positive and negative sides of whether to forgive and forget, or, to continue holding grudges and hatreds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Positive Traits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;If you see it from the view I've saw, you're actually gaining something yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; If you forgive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You get a happy ending in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You won't have any enemies in life! BONUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You might get helped by that person that you once hated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You won't curse people which might as well affect your image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-Vice versa, no one will curse you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;There's more to that, but I think 5 would be good enough to portray what I'm trying to say here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;You may say : So what? Even if people curse me, as if there's gonna be lightning coming to strike me! Boo Hoo! : There's where your wrong. If you're the reason people curses, you're actually indirectly making others to sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Matthew 15:11 - What goes into a man's mouth does not make him 'unclean', but what comes out from his mouth makes him 'unclean'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;In other words, do not curse =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Negative Traits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Basically, it's the opposite of the positive traits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;If you hold grudges and hatreds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You're against God, Mark 12:31.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-Whatever you say or do, will be disrupted by the person you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You'll cause people to sin - by being the person that people curses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-People around you will have a bad impression on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You're killing yourself indirectly - Scientifically, you're killing your own cells for getting angry at someone, 'gok hei'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-You've shunned yourself from happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;So do you get me now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;MARK 12 : 31 - The second is this : 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;*sighs.. I've skipped school for two consecutive days. Feels so guilty for doing so, although it's my mother's intention. I've gotta do loads of catch up. I can't believe PMR is coming! Still wandering around -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;PEACE OUT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;GOD BLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-9141583552126291016?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/9141583552126291016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgive-and-forget.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/9141583552126291016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/9141583552126291016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgive-and-forget.html' title='Forgive and Forget?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TC4HrbzlWWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/E_5BebnLHtw/s72-c/IMG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-3761210435540176981</id><published>2010-06-30T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:37:22.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCtklCkBAFI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sR3ZzsEBymU/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCtklCkBAFI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sR3ZzsEBymU/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488591158386950226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Latest artwork! not so good (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-3761210435540176981?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/3761210435540176981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/artwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3761210435540176981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3761210435540176981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/artwork.html' title='Artwork?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCtklCkBAFI/AAAAAAAAAxI/sR3ZzsEBymU/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-4778786665830830001</id><published>2010-06-30T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:24:06.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Adventure Unfolds Every Time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCrChmEs1xI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MVL3Ig7Wo2E/s1600/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCrChmEs1xI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MVL3Ig7Wo2E/s400/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488412978316105490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frequent posts huh? xD Actually, I just finished up that post, the previous post, which is to be done by yesterday, and was to be posted out yesterday night. Unfortunately, mom yelled at me, and I had to turn off the computer, leaving half of my story line behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how's everyone doing? I've just came back from my open day, in fact a very boring day. Eventually, I got FFK-ed. Since yesterday, most of my friends had a discussion about what time are we to go home, still, most of them went home earlier than expected! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as you know, I've been reading the book I Kissed Dating Goodbye. It's a very good book. I couldn't say much here, but you just have to read it, spend some time reading it. Honestly, this might be the first thick book I've ever touched xD It talks about God's love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Adventure Unfolds Every Time basically means, everyday, it's an adventure, and don't waste it! Time only goes ONE round, and it won't repeat again. So, plan something useful to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/POccS1L9dZ8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/POccS1L9dZ8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Gayber's voice cracked.. I wonder when is mine LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-4778786665830830001?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/4778786665830830001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/adventure-unfolds-every-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4778786665830830001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/4778786665830830001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/adventure-unfolds-every-time.html' title='An Adventure Unfolds Every Time..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCrChmEs1xI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MVL3Ig7Wo2E/s72-c/IMG_0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5554297954816440100</id><published>2010-06-29T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:45:57.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend well spent =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCq9o1FwTMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WmUCb0838_0/s1600/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCq9o1FwTMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WmUCb0838_0/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488407605048003778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired right now, so this post won't be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my blog got some kind of virus or whatever it's called, I can't seem to comment on my own post though I'm logged in. Whenever I post it out, it'll say ERROR TRY AGAIN. At the end, I copied and pasted, many attempts I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Came back from Redang =) It was indeed an unforgettable weekend. There are 29 of us who went to Redang. Oh yeah, just in case you have you're thinking why didn't I tell you I'm going to Redang, I have no intention of keeping secrets from you nor wanting to not share or buy you guys souvenir, it's just that I don't want to boast out. Get me? Well, I've come to know many people, especially people who are jealous, so pretty much, they left me. But then, don't know what happen, everyone somehow found out LOL. So, I guess it wouldn't hurt to blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, as usual, life begins. What hurts? My maths teacher is super duper hardworking. After distributing our exam papers, she continued on our studies. Speaking of exam papers, I didn't do well.. Though there's no D, but there's 2 Cs.. and 2 As.. it's nothing to be proud of =(. However, there's always something to blame on whenever we come to a failure to our expectations and for me, it's because of FOLIOS xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of friends came to me, telling me how they felt about their results. I've tried comforting them with some "TRY AGAIN" words. But they don't seem to buy it. So, I gave them this excuse "BECAUSE OF FOLIO", and again, everyone's day was brightened. Frankly, it's really because of FOLIOs. Our Geography teacher, who was suppose to lead us throughout the folio, gone sick! So basically, we're doing it on our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-5554297954816440100?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5554297954816440100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-well-spent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5554297954816440100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5554297954816440100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-well-spent.html' title='Weekend well spent =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCq9o1FwTMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WmUCb0838_0/s72-c/IMG_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6547804361811872808</id><published>2010-06-24T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:57:16.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when I log in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCNHy2FgZhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/xdqvP2cEeJQ/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCNHy2FgZhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/xdqvP2cEeJQ/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486307709905036818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-click to enlarge-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I log in again after my nap, and.... LOL.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, it's been awhile since I did a poll. Do you think I should take the course - Multi Media Design - or something else that have to do with arts and photography? Suggestions =) tank kyo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6547804361811872808?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6547804361811872808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-log-in.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6547804361811872808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6547804361811872808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-log-in.html' title='when I log in...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCNHy2FgZhI/AAAAAAAAAwE/xdqvP2cEeJQ/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2717667879425550953</id><published>2010-06-24T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:50:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to love one another?</title><content type='html'>Hello hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I've been really addicted to editing pictures! Yes, ADDICTED! And it's a good thing, now I spend more time on PhotoScape more than facebook! xD Haha.. I've been stealing people's pictures and editing them without permission, am so sorry for that. Last night, I actually stayed up late till 1 am, I kept saying goodbye in my msn conversation, and yet, I fail to offline xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Factors? Hmm.. I'm addicted to editing pictures, addicted to K-ON's songs. If you're wondering what's K-ON, it's a Japanese anime, basically, about 5 school girls that had created their own band. Well to me, the music inspires me to touch the guitar more often and of course, it's humorous! However, I didn't really get to download their songs, but I downloaded their MIDI, in other words, meaning background music. Yes, I like their background music too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'll try to get the MIDI and post it out later on via YouTube.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in school, I pretty much start noticing things after reading "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" though I've not finished it yet since I left it at my aunt's house which is very depressing. Basically, I noticed my friends, having lack of patient among each other, none of them care for each other, and everyone just turn a blind eye to each other's problem. I've been comparing my school life with church life, in other words, friends from school and church. The difference is just too big, and I, myself couldn't say anymore. In church, I can see, everyone will watch over each other, just like a pair of chopsticks, holding on each other, caring for each other, considerate on people's feelings. And I all I see in school, just ONE chopstick. No one cares for each other, no one wants to know other's problem, no one wants to give a helping hand, no one wants to even know why you're sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want to emphasize here is, we all should learn how to LOVE each other. Please don't get me wrong once again. For those of you who don't know, this type of love is Philia love please, no boyfriend girlfriends, just brotherly love. What I mean here is, we all should learn how to take care of each other, and to have the patientness with each other, that way, no one will get hurt, no one will feel left out. And though, maybe your friend's problem ain't yours, but still, be there for them and perhaps be a listener, if you put yourselves in their shoes, surely you would want someone to hear you, hear what you have to say about your problem and even you might want some advice on life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;EXODUS 34:6 - (...) "The Lord, The Lord, the compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As imitators of God, we should learn from Him, that we should be slow to anger, be compassionate, be gracious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;MARK 12:31 - The second is this : Love your neighbor as yourself.  There is not greater commandment than these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, love each other, as you love yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1 CORINTHIANS 13:4 - Love is patient, Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well most importantly!! YES THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Luke 10:27 - (..) 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind', (...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) I hope you understand, Justin =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are some of my edits.. I'm really proud of 'em xD haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_RmLYF_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/1e7TDoKjYq0/s1600/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_RmLYF_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/1e7TDoKjYq0/s400/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486227973861808114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this one =) It's just cool xD Model: Kitty Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_QfIu_mI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UKayUKI3ggA/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_QfIu_mI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UKayUKI3ggA/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486227954791808610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha.. Like I said.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_PzmayFI/AAAAAAAAAvs/KIEXC2lwn_o/s1600/26681_400112984117_648594117_4374370_7286498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_PzmayFI/AAAAAAAAAvs/KIEXC2lwn_o/s400/26681_400112984117_648594117_4374370_7286498_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486227943105153106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my favourite, first time doing colour focus. Model: Justin Wong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, for my favorite MIDI =) Tee Hee lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pepw2lksuEw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pepw2lksuEw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called Ii Yume Mite Ne =) from K-On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LW4NeJO6I9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LW4NeJO6I9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called Happy End =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I might be making em as my blog's song xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2717667879425550953?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2717667879425550953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-love-one-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2717667879425550953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2717667879425550953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-love-one-another.html' title='to love one another?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TCL_RmLYF_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/1e7TDoKjYq0/s72-c/IMG_0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2947303525429314425</id><published>2010-06-20T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:53:19.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... it ended huh?</title><content type='html'>Hello guys..&lt;div&gt;Wow... It's coming to an end already, I meant my holidays.. This is just sad! But, in another way, I'm still happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what did I did during this holiday, I think, I did quite a lot of stuff that I didn't expect, or maybe some I didn't want to. The starting of the holiday, which is Monday to Thursday, I went to camp, yes, you may say it's what I want, yeah, perhaps 70% percent alone that wants to go to this camp. Like I say, I only go to year end camps, but this time I went to mid-year camp because of my friends. Overall the camp, it's fun spending time with friends though the activities there ain't so much of a fun. Next, on Saturday, I went out to Sunway Pyramid with my friends. I just can't seem to stick my butt in my house huh? xD Went there do stupid stuff, caught a movie, had sushi and of course bought stuff. And on Sunday, did a practice for the Myanmarese Mission Trip in my church's Praise Kids, screwed everything, especially for the Praise and Worship Session, it's all my fault. Moving on, on Tuesday, went to Sunway Pyramid again with bro, to buy clothes again, by force, shall I say? Bought a vest, caught another movie, suffered from starvation due to bro's evil-ness. Going on, from Wednesday to Friday, went to Ipoh to attend my uncle's wedding. Went drinking wine and end up feeling dizzy and wanting to puke, and when we came back, I followed Jeremy back earlier because on Saturday, I'll be going on a mission trip. At this house, tiring, and slept like around 9 p.m. On Saturday Morning, went to church with Jeremy again, he's gotta go for practice for PAN(Parent's Appreciation Night) and I gotta be there as early as him for the mission trip. When we reach to the place for Myanmarese Kids, to be honest, I did a slight change, and I myself have no idea what to do though I'm the one who made the slight change. End up, destroying the whole sketch/dance/mime/etc. But I'm really glad to see their happy faces, even though the older ones laugh and smile. I feel so sad for them, as if they're isolated in just that area, not exposed to any communities, just because of a little things that is funny for us, but to them, it's like another exaggerated laughter. Get what I mean? They're glad we went there, and I'm glad I went there to help out too. In fact, the food they served us is what I'm missing now. They made a Rendang Mutton, yes, Rendang by Myanmarese, it's not spicy, and it's slight sour and of course sweet. And everyone gets a pork meat except for me, so in the end, I didn't get to finish up my rice because there's nothing coming with it, I don't eat rice without any meat/dish x.X even you don't eat right? They served us soup too. I don't know why, my friends get a non spicy soup and well, I got a spicy soup lol. They say theirs tasteless, mine is like spicy. But during the time where we eat, indeed it was an awesome time with my church friends - we can't stop laughing because of somebody and well, of course of Beeeehkah's new name xD Yes Justin, I'll share it with you what Calvin did. After that, we went back, well not home, straight to church. Went there, do nothing, why? I'm not involved in anything since the decorations are now all done LOL. So practically, all I can do to help is to clean up and of course sleep. To be honest with you, it was the first time I've ever slept in church on chairs, and on floor. And on that night itself... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, when it's about 7.30 around 6.45 or 7, everyone got busy preparing for cutleries. After that, the younger youths, around my age, went to the toilet and change. What happen there really is, I have no intention in styling my hair or anything, but then.. Daniel was in the toilet, and he was styling his hair. And yes, I got influenced, but without Gatsby, I still suck for hair styling, ME LIKEY GATSBY. Alright, after styling my hair, I tried my best to help Calvin, in the end, Michelle came in to save the day lol.. and though the toilet stinks, I can't believe all 5 of us can cramp ourselves inside there lol. Later on, the younger group went out, some girls were preparing the drinks, and me, kononnye TEST the taste of the drink xD Get me? lalala. Last minute, we know that there's more parents than we expect, like I say, we added tables, and prepared another table for children. While doing so, the older youths now, it's their turn to style their hair and dress up lol. And they took even longer than us. Cool huh? xD After that, all waiter, prepared themselves and serve the food. And the food is just awesome, and guess what? BRYANN EATS GREEN lol. Michelle created a drug for a salad. It's just awesome. Okay, I'm using too much awesome already, I still blame Behkah xD How I wish if I could taste the food, but it's parent's night, so they get to eat 'em. So at the end, I had fun. Mostly, all the events held by the To2ugh Youth, and how I wish I could share this moments with my school friends as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, this holiday isn't so much of a holiday to me. I know most of you will say HOW LUCKY YOU ARE! or whatever that's against my statement, but honestly, holidays to me is where I can rest, not exhaust myself. But still, I exhausted myself for God and it's alright with me =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sorry if I've been really weird lately, you see, I'm just a kid, searching for my true self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A semi-photo blog won't be a semi-photo blog if there isn't any pictures right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c4mXx__I/AAAAAAAAAvk/dwZV7ATuj9M/s1600/DSC09472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c4mXx__I/AAAAAAAAAvk/dwZV7ATuj9M/s400/DSC09472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484853154882387954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for their turn for the drama =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c4Bq34jI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1TmfYSnrYro/s1600/DSC09471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c4Bq34jI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1TmfYSnrYro/s400/DSC09471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484853145030353458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drama drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c3pktnMI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TwzzepQyQNY/s1600/DSC09457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c3pktnMI/AAAAAAAAAvU/TwzzepQyQNY/s400/DSC09457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484853138562063554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Latest Edit, as requested by Faye, yup, this is the west. (Notice the change if you can xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out =) gotta go clean up my desk and pack up my bag -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2947303525429314425?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2947303525429314425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-ended-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2947303525429314425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2947303525429314425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-ended-huh.html' title='... it ended huh?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TB4c4mXx__I/AAAAAAAAAvk/dwZV7ATuj9M/s72-c/DSC09472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6941559326175072904</id><published>2010-06-16T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:04:08.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. I Gave Joshua Harris a Chance...</title><content type='html'>Hey there peeps,&lt;div&gt;I'm updating more frequent already huh? Well, yeah, put it in a way where I'm kinda making this blog a semi photo blog =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, as the title says so, yesterday, I went to pyramid to buy clothes for my uncle's wedding dinner which is on this Thursday. I completely have no idea what theme it is or is it suppose to be formal or what.. But I bought a grey-silver west, costing RM140!! Nah.. Just kidding.. It was 50% off that time, and indeed it's a rare chance for that store. I wanted to buy a blazer at first, but guess what? It cost from RM 200 to RM 400.. So, yeah, even though the RM 200 discounted to be RM 100, it's still not worth it, 'cause the quality suck and it's not nice at all. I went to the popular book store to search for a devotional book for my friends. And guess what I've saw? I saw the word  H A R R I S, wondering what is this book? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBgyy8A9aqI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qbSC7_YT_VU/s1600/6a00fad6b022cf000500fa96a442340003-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBgyy8A9aqI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qbSC7_YT_VU/s400/6a00fad6b022cf000500fa96a442340003-500pi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483188397008579234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is in fact the book, many have recommended me to read it. Hold on, don't drag your thoughts too far, seriously. I bought this book, it's not because I want to be a bachelor forever,LOL, no! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've read the first chapter, indeed it sucked me to read the second chapter, but it was late at night already, and I couldn't stop blinking my eyes for even 10 seconds! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, this book is not about how you should avoid relationship or what so ever, but this book is talking about God's Love, I think.. I'm not sure it, I'll give it a go, and perhaps might as well blog about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're ever wondering to borrow this book, I URGE YOU! NOT TO DESTROY IT!! T.T.. I spend 40 bucks for this book, and it comes out from my own piggy bank T.T am so poor now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's all.. So much for a semi photo blog huh? xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-6941559326175072904?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6941559326175072904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-gave-joshua-harris-chance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6941559326175072904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6941559326175072904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-gave-joshua-harris-chance.html' title='.. I Gave Joshua Harris a Chance...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBgyy8A9aqI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qbSC7_YT_VU/s72-c/6a00fad6b022cf000500fa96a442340003-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8050985847288452136</id><published>2010-06-14T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:52:41.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. when He calls...</title><content type='html'>Yo peoples!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I'm updating again! Woofs. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering what's with all the woofs huh? Alright, firstly, let me introduce to you guys my new words.. WOOFS! MEOW!! GRRR!! RAWR!! MOOOO! BEEEEEH!! last but not least, LALALALA. Obviously, they're animal sound. And yes, Beeeh is a sheep which is also known as BEEHKAH xD and LALALA is a clam beast, which is Justin xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.. Ever since after that camp, everyone's bond became closer. Even me and my school friends. Well, honestly, in school, I wasn't that much of myself. Well, now they know me on my church side, which is more of myself, everything's all right. I'm really relieve and glad that my school friends are getting well along with my church friends. I mean, their friendship won't just stop there, but until today, they're still chatting on msn like mad dogs. Other than that, turns out that my friends are happy to go to that camp and that they're touched. Besides that too, my church friends and me myself got closer too. It's like that 4 days is to see our true colours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, today I'm gonna explain '&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Calling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is this? 'The Calling'??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, basically, this 'The Calling' isn't anything like what you think it is. It's not like you use the phone to call people and that's why it's called the calling, no, not at all. This type of calling is a calling from God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Calling from God? Call for??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since you know it's a calling from God, and you also know that God create everyone of us with a purpose, what is this calling? In other words, this calling from God is actually where God tells you to do things for Him in His ministry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do what things? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I've said, doing things for Him in His ministry. In what way, in many ways! For example, me, I've received the calling early this year. A calling to play the piano for Him. So, how do I know it's a calling? I've heard that our current pianist will be migrating, and surely she needs a replacement. No only in music ministry, but surely, He will put all of us into His ministry and it might not just be in church, you might as well be a missionary, He will use you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do I know when is my calling?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may doubt this most of the time, thinking when is He calling you or are you prepared for it. He is God, and we are human, basically, you don't have to worry about anything - worrying about are you prepared for it or not. I can give you an example again - I wasn't prepared about anything about playing for the church at all, in the end, I learn things, learn how to play chords, and slowly improving. In other words, if God calls you, He know what He is doing and there shouldn't be any doubt. So how do you know when He's calling you? You will know. People may just come up to you and tell you to do something for His ministry, so don't be so afraid and reject the offer 'cause it might as well just be God's calling. Or perhaps you have this eagerness to work for His ministry, and you can't explain why you're having this eagerness, the same thing, it might as well just be God's calling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, just to make things clear here, don't isolate yourself thinking that only when God calls only you can work for Him. NO! If you feel like helping, go ahead! Don't hold back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest Edit =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBZOcCYI7OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/gP6prEI9_JY/s1600/31178_400748383891_534948891_4302525_4784715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBZOcCYI7OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/gP6prEI9_JY/s400/31178_400748383891_534948891_4302525_4784715_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482655839951580386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8050985847288452136?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8050985847288452136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-he-calls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8050985847288452136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8050985847288452136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-he-calls.html' title='.. when He calls...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBZOcCYI7OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/gP6prEI9_JY/s72-c/31178_400748383891_534948891_4302525_4784715_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-3088972911632933358</id><published>2010-06-13T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:55:50.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new look..</title><content type='html'>And so.. My uncle from america came back yesterday. He was infact, a computer genius.. and, of course, modified my FAKE XP to WINDOWS 7(w7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJMsb6-wI/AAAAAAAAAu8/GQWkC8GDljU/s1600/Untitled2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJMsb6-wI/AAAAAAAAAu8/GQWkC8GDljU/s400/Untitled2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482157497596443394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah.. I'm still using Chrome.. Explorer sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJLzNnAVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/1786BZwODWA/s1600/Untitled1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJLzNnAVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/1786BZwODWA/s400/Untitled1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482157482235593042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is really neat.. It changes the desktop background every 10 seconds.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJKk5KrjI/AAAAAAAAAus/GLLf3UZg3J4/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJKk5KrjI/AAAAAAAAAus/GLLf3UZg3J4/s400/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482157461211885106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool huh?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me sum up today.. Sunday.. Not such a relaxing Sunday lol. Woke up at 7.30, because I'm apart of the students of P4, and we are to take over the whole service/whatever you call it, for praise kids. I'm supposed to replace Stephanie on the piano too, and at the same time, I have to do some actions for songs. But in the end, I just played the piano. I didn't really jam much with Calvin and as usual, screwed it. Reason why is because we practiced our dance/mime/sketch first and when it's time for jamming, it turns out that we're out of time. In the end, I just play chords, without pedals, and that seriously sucks. And when we did our sketch, it wasn't all that good for me, I rate our sketch 2/5 while teacher Sue actually says it's GOOD. Well, God bless =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that, I rushed up to the Youth Room. I was incharge of icebreaker today, turns out everyone's enjoying it. And to Calvin, please, no copyright reserved, whatever that means lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W7 suck actually.. Seriously, and I thought Vista suck more. Well, actually, it's the same, just like my sis' Vista, which suck lol. XP to me is better, but anyway, my XP is fake one, so no choice but to change otherwise, everything will go extra slow. W7 isn't so much of what they say, infact, it's very troublesome to search for your files and stuff. But, I think it's because I'm not used to it yet. Yes, I said that, why? I can hardly use PAINT lol. It's hard. And worse part is, I have to re-download every single thing again. Except my songs, I'm smart enough to keep it. Now, iTunes ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-3088972911632933358?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/3088972911632933358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-new-look.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3088972911632933358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3088972911632933358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-new-look.html' title='a whole new look..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBSJMsb6-wI/AAAAAAAAAu8/GQWkC8GDljU/s72-c/Untitled2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2024013115812273097</id><published>2010-06-11T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:43:15.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leave it to Him and Him ALONE'/><title type='text'>and time waits for no man..</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;div&gt;Woofs.. It's been awhile since I blog huh? I see most of you guys agree with me! The Lesser I BLOG the worse my english goes =) Haha.. So, as a solution to this problem, by Karmen, blog more! lol.. Who wouldn't know la xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.. I just came back from Loud Camp yesterday.. I think I'm probably the first one who have energy to blog about the camp rather than sleeping. Firstly, I'm forced to wake up -.- I'm still tired right now.. So let's start off with this camp. Honestly, this camp, for me, is boring.. But I like the sermon and the activities there. Why? You know, I'm used to National Baptist Youth Camp. What's the different you ask? lol.. SIMPLE, KLBC Combined Youth camps is theme-less, there's a theme la.. but it's not like what I've expected. However, for National Baptist Youth Camp, it's totally different. For example, The Life Game, it's their theme. And it's honestly exact to the theme. It's where you actually play a life stimulation and see what are you going to do. It was my first Church Camp and indeed the BEST camp ever. On the other hand, Herose Camp. It's just like The Life Game camp. But overall the camps, the best part is to give praises to God and just listen to His words. Also, I get to meet new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the first day.. I brought 4 friends along with me in this camp, when we reached there, all of us were so excited for the beach! In our mind, we thought of.. SUNSET BEACH. But actually, the sunset is all the way the other side lol. Which means no sunset beach lol. And the beach, is obviously dirty.. the water is red, and there are people who are digging petroleum I think in the sea.. What's worse? There's people swimming on that polluted sea.. -.- So, we have to wait for our room to get ready.. And it just have to be us, Me, Justin, Joshua and Chin Leng, who gets no key while everyone got it LOL. So, we waited in the hall, while everyone's enjoying their FREE TIME. How sad are we lol. Later on, we got our key! but the key ROSAK -.- it's spoiled, we tried 10 times on the first key to enter the room, but failed, and so, Chin Leng took the second key, and the second key is wrong too -.- The reception gave us the wrong key -.- We're room 609, she gave us 709 -.- so, my friend, whose in 709 got our key, while we got theirs lol. In the end, we finally got to enter the room. During night time, we had our dinner, and straight away to Praise and Worship session. But I like Su May's sermon the most! It speaks to me, but not only to me, but to my friends whom I brought! Obviously, I know my friends well, that's why I say she speaks to my friends too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second day, woofs, we skipped devotion lol, we're too tired. Went for breakfast, food so-so.(I'm complaining much huh? xD But don't take me wrong, I'm actually liking the im-perfects of my life). We had another Su May message after breakfast, and we have our Cell Group Discussion. Basically, this Cell Group Discussion is about sharing with one another your experience. And indeed, it was funny! Firstly, it's because of one of my friend, Sam Leong, whom have no idea what to say when Edmund ask him some questions, so everyone was waiting for his answer and it's just quiet lol. And so, there's this guy, name Brian Chan, he played a MIDI- CRICKET. If you guys wanna hear it, find me in church or my house(for school friends). So, everyone laugh out loud! After that discussion, we went for our free time again, it's boring actually. Nothing to do. After that, we had our lunch, and after lunch, WORKSHOP. What's a workshop? I've no idea, but basically, it's like sermons, but you can do some activities with it. I'm truly blessed because God have landed me on a MISSIONARY FIELD WORKSHOP. There's a family of missionaries, from Australia came to our camp, and we had a Mission Stimulation. It truly teaches us how to win, and which decision should we make. What's scary is, after that workshop, I started talking english with an Australian accent lol. Joshua was shocked, but after a while, it's gone! Thank God! lol.. it's scaring me as well. And so the game. We have an amazing race game on the second day.. It's crazy.. you need to do a lot of task, including, face painting, and also flour, and not excluded, water balloons -.- Got wet! But it's fun, thanks to Jeremiah and Calvin, they were the game master =) We had our movie night later on during the night, honestly, I slept -.- Like who wouldn't , it's about lawyer firm and I find it have nothing to do with God. Only a bit. I thought it would be some amazing show like Facing the Giants. Oh right, they wrote SUPPER on the schedule, but actually, supper-you prepare yourself lol. In other words, you buy their Cup Noodles lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day, third day, this time, we got our devotion! And we combined with Samuel's room mate. Err.. If you're confused, this is Samuel Lam, not Sam Leong.  So anyway, we did this devotion, and it's really interesting.. though it's tiring, but don't blame me, I just woke up okay? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, we had our breakfast, praise and worship and message, then Cell Group Discussion again, and also workshop, I tell you, Alvin's Workshop it just practically just boring and boring and BORING. Thank God Calvin is there with me, that way, we played someone's Teddy Bear, and infact, I talked to it lol. And later on, had our lunch, and had a game. This game, is dunno what ball.. It's where you throw to your goal keeper to get points. And I mean THROW, so, it means that your goal keeper have to be a good catcher. I sucked in that game. Call me giving out excuses, but on that day itself, I'm already feeling jet-lag. But even without that jet-lag feeling, I still suck, well you know, I don't play balls.. I prefer badminton more that balls =) Oh yeah! I totally forgot, at night times.. Even on the first and second day, me, Joshua and Justin shared about our life. And we talked about one of the famous topic - LOVE. LOL. it's a secret, so, I'm not allowed to blog it out xD But there's sad and happiness during that time. But, after this sharing, my bondage with Joshua became even closer =) and supprisingly, there's 5 or more people saying, "Hey, ask your brother come along la.." or.. "You two brothers look so alike.." lol.. Get it? Meaning, we look alike o.O.. It's weird.. lol.. But yeah, we're brothers now.. Brothers in Christ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the last day, same thing.. took photos and check out, and departure.  I met alot of new peoples. And amazingly, my friend, from camp, likes my other friend, whom I brought along. It's cute to see him trying to say stuff to her.. when his tongue always gets twisted lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, time waits for no man -.-  Just by that 4 days, it's finished... When I came back, I received some phone call stating that, now I can go to the P4 Mission trip. I'm glad of course, but I'm still tired, and being incharge of it, none of us have perfected the emotions yet, and we have to perform for praise kids first. And sooner, found out, I have to replace Stephanie for praisekids piano. And also, Youth Ice Breaking.. It's tiring, but it's all for God, and all glories go to HIM and HIM ALONE! Praise God for He's starting to use me in His ministry =) Reward is not what I look for nor a crown is what I look for, but to be with HIM, is what I LOOK FOR =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, photos.. there's more in face book.. but yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGiAdI1r0I/AAAAAAAAAuk/cmaFqQyAHNM/s1600/DSC09442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGiAdI1r0I/AAAAAAAAAuk/cmaFqQyAHNM/s400/DSC09442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481340350192004930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I practically drew everyone's hand =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh__jFBQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Uh17-C6UVC0/s1600/DSC09439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh__jFBQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Uh17-C6UVC0/s400/DSC09439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481340342248998146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my two crazy friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh_U3ykxI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Gk5xJAvxufM/s1600/DSC09399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh_U3ykxI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Gk5xJAvxufM/s400/DSC09399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481340330793145106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's goes my iPod batteries Chin Leng -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh-wPq3jI/AAAAAAAAAuM/FYip2mqVZAE/s1600/31054_396423114117_648594117_4275686_4350058_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGh-wPq3jI/AAAAAAAAAuM/FYip2mqVZAE/s400/31054_396423114117_648594117_4275686_4350058_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481340320961191474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My latest edit photo.. and also my facebook profile picture.. I just like this one! Very much! it would definitely be better if the back ground isn't blooming white -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, LEAVE IT TO GOD, HE CAN PREPARE EVERYTHING FOR YOU!&lt;div&gt;Just like me, I was thinking hard on what game should I preapre for the Youth, and now, look at me! I can steal some ideas from the camp. Also, I've been praying for this mission trip and though everything seems to be a NOT GOING MISSION TRIP, but look at me! I'm going now! God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-2024013115812273097?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2024013115812273097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-time-waits-for-no-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2024013115812273097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2024013115812273097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-time-waits-for-no-man.html' title='and time waits for no man..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TBGiAdI1r0I/AAAAAAAAAuk/cmaFqQyAHNM/s72-c/DSC09442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-6128591295507672641</id><published>2010-06-05T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:07:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;THE WORSE MY ENGLISH GOES..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;SERIOUSLY ~.~&lt;/span&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/8499767219241762037-6128591295507672641?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/6128591295507672641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/lesser-i-blog-worse-my-english-goes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6128591295507672641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/6128591295507672641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/lesser-i-blog-worse-my-english-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7648926393971714111</id><published>2010-06-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:40:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when I thought I was over it ..</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since I blog huh? LOL. Sorry, I was busy with examination! And finally, it has ended today. The exam week is killing me. You know me, for mid term, busy with folios, and I just passed up my geo folio yesterday, during the exam week. So, I didn't really study for this mid term. But thank God, my two weakest subject, I got the results already and I didn't fail! Woof. I was expecting myself to fail though. Why? Obviously, I just use my machine gun xD. The Saturday before the exam started, my uncle brought me and my family to somewhere in Malaysia. I don't know where is it, but they say it's where our Prime Minister stayed. After borrowing me his camera, he have been inviting me to all sort of trip to take pictures with him. I guess he's pretty desperate for a partner to take pictures xD. But in a way, it actually tightens our family bond. After going to the trip, it's worth going. I've learn loads of stuff about taking pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of taking pictures, hmm, title says it all. Yes, I do like dSLR, the clear screen, the good quality pictures, gahh.. I'm so into it, majority, I got influenced by church friends, which is like 70% influence, which means I still have 30% more where it says "NO dSLR is not for you AGE" and then my school friends -.-, they started this topic, and I just have to tag along -.- It's about dSLR again. I was like, come on, let me get over it! And so, during this mid-term, I was busy "STUDYING", more of watching television, it totally keeps me from taking pictures and thinking of dSLR. I'm sure I'm over it. But, I wasn't ~.~ Though, I want a dSLR so much, it's not worth it right? I mean, not like I'm working for something or anything right? Just pictures, what's so special about them? I gotta try and let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally mid term finished, papers were soo hard. I guess it's just me, no study-kills. But I'm sure I won't fail any subjects since both of my weakest subject, History and Geo, didn't fail, sorry, I just gotta boast out the mark! XD I know it's not high, but I'm proud of it tho xD My history, I got 61 and my Geography I got 58 or 60. Even the teacher wasn't so sure about the mark. But I sure do hope I get 60 instead of 58. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that it's finished, I can gear up for LOUD CAMP! and enjoy my holidays =) Hope that you guys would have a great holidays as well. ( NO OFFENCE TO COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY STUDENTS ) =) But on the brighter side, MY SISTER STARTED HER NEW SEM! yesh yesh yesh! No one to nag me anymore! Woof! Esp. after school. But I still wonders why isn't this sem as pack as last one.. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TAkCIokCgSI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VnaFBCiCEOk/s1600/28201_398180553514_627548514_4203099_1758047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TAkCIokCgSI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VnaFBCiCEOk/s400/28201_398180553514_627548514_4203099_1758047_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478912769023705378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Go =)&lt;div&gt;Credits to Pic: Michelle =) It's nice! woof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edits : Photoscape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7648926393971714111?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7648926393971714111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-when-i-thought-i-was-over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7648926393971714111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7648926393971714111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-when-i-thought-i-was-over-it.html' title='just when I thought I was over it ..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/TAkCIokCgSI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VnaFBCiCEOk/s72-c/28201_398180553514_627548514_4203099_1758047_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-5921083787071789216</id><published>2010-05-23T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:15:10.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. I CAN HEAR!..</title><content type='html'>xD LOL..&lt;div&gt;Just came back from church. On the way back to my home, while I was sneezing, suddenly, I can hear! lol.. I'm not saying that I'm deaf all the time LOL, just that you know, you get ear jam when you're down with flu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I've been sick since last Friday. The night before, it was raining, and suddenly the weather became hot again. FYI, I have a sensitive nose. What's that? It's actually something that I'm born-ed with. I can breathe normally like normal people la.. Just that, if the temperature goes with a sudden change, I tak boleh tahan d.. So to avoid that, usually, I'll turn on my air conditioner or sit infront of the fan. So yeah, I'm one of the reason why global warming is happening sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I just got a minor flu. Later on that night, which is Thursday night, I can't sleep, until 3 or 4. 'Cause at the time I went to the toilet to get more tissues, I checked the time, it was 3.27.. and it took me quite a long time to get to sleep. It's really suffering. The next morning, mom woke me up, I told her I was sick, I heard her saying "so many tissues!!" den she left. Then when I regain my consciousness, my table, which is beside my bed, can open business sell Wan Tan Mee d.. xD Seriously, I didn't realize how many tissues I've use the whole night. I tried to take care of my health on Friday 'cause on Saturday, there's gonna be a trip to Bagan Lalang hosted by the To2ugh Youth. But unfortunately, I'm down with fever, and thank God, it was a minor fever, until last night,  the fever got worse. On Saturday, on the way to church, I wondered, is God the one who don't want me to go? But overall, He gave me strength to pull it all together and once I reach there, oh gosh, I had a morning work out- more of destroying my fingers carrying a superb heavy blue pail filled with water balloons, and some face wash- while filling up water balloons. The journey to Bagan Lalang took an hour or so, but sitting with Sarah and the Bucket is fun, somehow xD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we reach there, I'm sorry guys, I don't have the mood to take picture that time, it's cold and stuff.. It's like winter on the beach, just like US. Believe it or not, the water is even warmer that the air -.- When we're about to start our activities, it rained lol. Everyone was so prepared and stuff for the game. Overall, the trip was a success and it's fun, food nice too btw, thx to whoever that had prepared the food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God have been great to me. He's watching over me. No matter I'm sick or not, He still gives me strength to fight. Thank God Praise the Lord =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, woke up, first thing I thought is, STEPS, DANCE STEPS. Blur? As I've said, I'm incharge of a sketch for the P4 students to a mission trip. It's killing me. But thank God, there are some people who gave some opinions on some steps. And though it's disappointing knowing that none of them prepared or think of any steps for the past few days, but at least, they still gave suggestions. Thanks SHIN YEE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short post =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, Yvonne, I'm STILL not regretting touching your G11 xD But the screen is so tempting, clear.. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chaoz! Good luck Michelle for ya sketch for the Parent's Appreciation Night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to sleep now.. nights =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-5921083787071789216?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/5921083787071789216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-hear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5921083787071789216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/5921083787071789216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-hear.html' title='.. I CAN HEAR!..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1274563289650090902</id><published>2010-05-20T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:05:32.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, not parents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wow, I'm realizing I always update this blog on Thursday and Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, let's see.. How's my week, doing all fine. God really have blessed this week in my area. It's raining everyday! And it's a good thing. Usually, my place will just be as hot as Mars, but this week, it rained and rained and rained, it rained in the morning, during the afternoon, and at night. Thank God for that and also thank God that my place isn't flooding now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As for school, teachers are having hearts now. LOL, since our mid term is coming, our teachers have been really kind to us, nothing new to learn, and the best, NO HOMEWORKs. But most of the time, we've been given book to do revision and gosh, I still have not start revising my history nor those big subjects. To be honest with you guys, I never intend to study hard for my mid term, why? thanks to all the folios. But thank to my class position, 17/41!!, which is so unsatisfying, I've forced myself to study hard. So today, God bless, I finished up my geography folio, just left a bit touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, in school, I kinda play traunt. Somehow, lol. Well, as for me, I'm not taking any chinese class nor indian class, so for these students, who doesn't take any language subjects, we will go to the library and study or do some exercises. Guess whose my teacher for that lesson, the 2nd chairman of our school. Goodness, I gotta act all goodie goodie infront of her lol. Well, she is pretty scary at time when you don't obey her. But overall, she treats me quite good, thank to my goodie.goodie.innocent.look xD Back to the topic, I played traunt today. Not really. I asked permission to go to the KHB lab to finish up my kerja kayu which is damn annoying, you gotta cut, nail, paint, repaint, and promote. Frankly, I'm only good at cutting woods, cause I use the machine instead of the saw. So, in my 3 years in wood, I didn't really get full marks. On the other hand for electricity, it's my favourite, and people hate it, that's me, the weird one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, thinking something rebellious about the title? If you see properly, it has a comma. To specify it, it's actually, Ask God, not your parents first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You see, the To2ugh Youth from my church has organized a trip to Bagan Lalang, a beach to be exact. At first, I don't really have any interest going there, I'm having my mid term soon, and also I've loads of folios on my hand. But now that I've finished up my folios and I think I still can find time to study for my midterm, there shouldn't be any worries. But unfortunately, my sister asked my mom, and mom says NO. And so, I thought, what if I ask God first instead of my parents first. For a day or two, I didn't ask my mom, I prayed real hard so  that God may allow me to go. And God have been really good to me. He allows me to go, when I ask my mom the second time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you're wondering of doing the same, I encourage you to do so. But please, have some common sense. If you ask your mom when she's superb angry for something, and you prayed hard for it, you think your mom will allow you? LOL. As for me, I gave my mom massages, finish up all the chores, and stuff that make my mom happy- the weather, and TAA-DAA.. She said yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So in conclusion, if you say 'Dear Heavenly Father' in your prayer, it means you're taking God as your Heavenly Father right? And father is a part of your parent isn't it? So why do you still ask your mortal parents first instead of the Almighty Immortal Heavenly Father who is above all other creations first? And though God know you have planned loads of stuff, but tell it to God, tell Him as He is your Father. Surely your parents will ask what's your plan for your trip/outings, have you finished you homeworks and stuff, then why not tell God? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;=) I've been feeling LOVE around me and please, LOVE brings many meaning! Stupid Justin. Justin pretty much accused me for being in-LOVE with a girl. Seriously, not at this time -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What type of love am I expressing? Pretty much Philia and Agape love. I'm having friends who sacrificed their time for me, and also the brotherly love, we watched over each other, and it's really surprising why guys watch over guys lol. Not saying it's not possible, but yeah. Even  church friends, I never thought I would be noticed by anyone, but thank God, there is, and they're involving me to things.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's raining now! Yesh! Thank you Lord Jesus! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, what's going on, I'm now officially incharge of the sketch for the mission trip -.- I should have kept my mouth shut at the first place. But overall, it's not something I regret taking. This could be a challenge of being a leader. But, I having lack of confident. Why would anyone listen to me LOL. The sketch will be miming. First time choreographing. Am sure gonna come up with some crap moves xD But please, pray  for us =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God bless you guys, and thanks for dropping by =) &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/8499767219241762037-1274563289650090902?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1274563289650090902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/god-not-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1274563289650090902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1274563289650090902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/god-not-parents.html' title='God, not parents.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8569508671338849749</id><published>2010-05-16T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:42:24.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Then your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt; Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt; sees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt; what is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;done in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;will reward you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Matthew 6:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Praise God =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-8569508671338849749?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8569508671338849749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/then-your-father-who-sees-what-is-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8569508671338849749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8569508671338849749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/then-your-father-who-sees-what-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-2832053093428399527</id><published>2010-05-13T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:02:34.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek God's attention, not man's..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Hey guys =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Yeah yeah, I know, it's Thursday, no computer. But what the heck, I have an excuse, I'm doing folio. This time, I really have something to share with you guys. But before that, let me share bout my week instead of something 'religious' you guys said, first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;This week, I don't know what to say. Rather of an emotional week. Not EMO week, emotional as in loads of emotions going in and out. Not only me, my other friends as well.  Firstly, my friend, she cried, because she can't understand the maths concept. I feel so sad for her, I decided to help her. What sucks is, her English ain't so good, and I don't know any Chinese well, so, I asked for a translator instead, what benefits the translator? The translator herself don't understand either. I faint. So, no choice, help her. She was crying so badly, until the teacher came and saw, I was sitting beside her, and guess what? The teacher blamed me for making her cry. I was like, come on already. Next, show off-ers, I don't get nowadays peoples. Why do you guys bring cell phone to school? Not like you're gonna call anyone nor you're staying back or something. If you're staying back, I understand, 'cause you won't know what time you're gonna go home and you'll be needing to call your parents to pick you up. And so, the cam-whoring day started since then. LOL. And finally, there's this best friend of mine, I find him rather weird, lol. Sometimes, he just goes emo just because he don't understand something. I don't get you peoples LOL. You can just ask someone to help you out. Don't be so independent la. I know it's a good thing. Just that, if you really can't understand, just ask. There's no price to pay. And if I have ever say anything about belanja-ing me, I was just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Right, I also wanna share something. It's a dream, I had, when I'm sleeping, not daydream. I have super power to teleport and stuff. It's really cool, I was like jumper. And there are these group of people, who holds electrical poles which will stop me from teleporting. Things were getting worse and worse, I was terrified. Just suddenly, everything turns dark. And I saw the cross. I don't know whether is it the cross or not, but I sure saw the word Jesus in those day's word. And so, I woke up at 5 a.m. rejuvenated. I'm not making this up. I know it sounds rather dramatic and story-like, but I'm telling what I've saw.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;During school day, I thought about the dream, and that's why I'm online now. What I've know is, if you have faith to Him, though everything is going on wrong, everyone is chasing you and is hunting for you, He will save you. =) But that's not the main point why I'm posting this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Oh yeah, I wanna tell you guys. If you say I'm mature, I'm all grown up, I tell you, you don't know me well yet. =) Not saying I'm being a hypocrite or whatever, just tell you guys. And recently, most of my friends face this problem. Their thoughts ; Why am I still being so childish when I'm already 15. Yes, it's true. Most 15 year old boys faces this problem. But thank God, someone came to me early, and I don't have to hesitate anything about being mature. Just be yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I have friends who smoke. What sad is, they're good students. It's sad looking at them do so. So, to you guys who planned to smoke just because you're facing stress. READ THIS PROPERLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;John 3:16- For God so loved the world, He gave His one and begotten son to save us that whoever believes in Him, shall not perish, but have eternal life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Are you gonna make God's sacrifice worth while? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I've been reading someone's blog. I find it really true, and I decide to share it with you guys again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Sorry to the owner, I do not mean to copyright or anything, just wanna share it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;ATTENTION SEEKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;What's the first thing that come to your mind when you see the word above? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;People who seeks for attention right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;? And as a teenager, I am one. I tend to seek for other's attention. So why? Why do I seek other's attention as a teenager? It's normal for a teenager to want to get everyone to notice you're around. Teenager will tend to use bombastic words to get attention, use hairstyle to get other's attention. As for my case, I use hairstyle as my attention seeking. But honestly, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; because I'm seeking for a girl's attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I did some survey, and found out something interesting. One of my friend say, they seek for parents' attention because they could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;- get to buy anything they want, get to shout at their older siblings. If you take this concept, and change the parents into God, do you think God will spoil you? I don't think so, no matter what we ask for, or how we ask for, God will know whether will you be spoiled or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;He'll give you what you want when the time is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Therefore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;don't seek for man's attention. Seek for God's attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; Even if you seek man's attention, it won't last long. They'll soon know, it's the fake you who wants attention. But God, He know who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;If you still seek for man's attention, do you want your privacy to be violated? Just like those celebrities who don't have their private life anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;So yeah, that's what I wanna share. I've been revising my english lately and one of the poem, I never thought I'd like poems, but this one, it really relates to life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;table align="CENTER" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bg=""  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;      And live alone in the bee-loud glade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;         5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;      And evening full of the linnet's wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I will arise and go now, for always night and day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;  10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="TOP" align="RIGHT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a name="11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;      I hear it in the deep heart's core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Sorry for being all english-man-ish lol. It really relates to our busy life. Always rushing around, thinking where can we find peace and a place where we can relax. After reading poems, I've decided to write a poem. I wrote this poem a few days ago,  and I think I posted it our on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Life,&lt;br /&gt;Just another word from the dictionary,&lt;br /&gt;What's the meaning behind it?&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Just another similar species,&lt;br /&gt;What for we have them?&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;Who is this man?&lt;br /&gt;He who creates us,&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 22:13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Why did He die for us?&lt;br /&gt;Because of LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;POET: Bryann  Tan. xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Google those verse if you don't know what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Anyway, enjoying the new playlist? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;God bless you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&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/8499767219241762037-2832053093428399527?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/2832053093428399527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/seek-gods-attention-not-mans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2832053093428399527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/2832053093428399527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/seek-gods-attention-not-mans.html' title='Seek God&apos;s attention, not man&apos;s..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1801100284874759998</id><published>2010-05-09T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:21:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and I will rise, when He calls my name....</title><content type='html'>Hey guys =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a weekend.. I think this is the best weekend, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start off with yesterday, Saturday. I got jamming for that day, and usually, jamming, as a trainee, I'm suppose to be paying attention to Auntie Sharon how she play and stuff, and usually, it'll be all serious and we will use the time efficiently, sharp 5, start, no delay. So, unfortunately, that day, we got there late, it was raining heavily and never thought that we will be facing traffic jam too. Therefore, we got there late, but luckily, Auntie Sharon didn't scold us. As you all know, it's a combine service this Sunday, so there's chinese/cantonese songs. And most people are BANANA peoples lol.. So, no one know that song well, and everyone end up playing the wrong key and chords. And for the singers, banana singers, they started dancing like monkeys. Especially Alvin, and as for me, I'm just a trainee, so I don't know what word is it, and I don't even know that song at all, end up sitting down there and laugh. Suddenly, received a stupid message, turns my mood =.= Grrr.. Nvm bout that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for today, Sunday, it's a Community Parents' day in Church. Got there early and helped out. Just to arrange tables and stuff, easy peasy =) When the worship ends, the to2ugh performed.. We did Welcome to this Family, it's a song with action. Our translator screwed lol. and none followed us doing the steps lol. But atleast we had fun? Kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the service, woof, FOOD!! but no.. -.- All to2ughers have to take care of a store, gaming store actually. But luckily, I grabbed some of auntie Monica's sushi. 1 word- DELICIOUS!! I like her wasabi, where did she buy it? It's super spicy and me likey spicy wasabi instead of sweet one. The first sushi, wasn't crying just spicy, second one, eyes red immediately lol. After sushi, auntie Monica just put almost everything that she's incharge of on to my plate LOL. Thank You!! Hungry siot. But still, it's just like nothing into my stomach after eating some 'SNACKs'.  After slacking around, I went to my spot, my store spot, I'm incharge of Puzzle with Rebekah and Joseph. Both helped in different way lol. Bekah helped in counting with me =) while Joseph, a big big big help! He brought us food xD lol. Thank God I brought my iPod to count time otherwise, I have to use my phone which left 4%.  ~.~ Eitherway, my iPod is about to die that day too. I thought no one will play the game since it's so boring, but guess what? Everyone come, why? It's easy to get coupons.. Why didn't I think of that LOL. Later on, asked Joshua and Kevin to help us count time, stop watch to be exact. So alot of people came to our store rushing to get coupons.. And it's always the same person lol. But I don't blame them, I call them smart people =) xD Not like there's different puzzle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What sad is, when we finish our job, the food section closed. T.T, and I thought there would be left over sushi, no, wasabi is good enough for me =) I dipped almost everything with wasabi this morning, it still taste nice =) So, as usual, I'll go to the face painting section to learn something new. Unfortunately, it closed too. But what the heck, I just took a paint pen and draw on my own hand, when I was drawing, people rushed us to close stop already. As in really RUSH. So I simply write my name. Right after I drew, Dominic asked me to help him draw anything on his hand, and I seriously screwed it. (&gt;.&lt;) Sorry !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I kinda got really angry at these adults. I don't know what's going on with their mind. Maybe it's just me. Firstly, why rush us to close, yeah, we close d ma, den why still want rush us to close? Moreover, outsiders are all gone, only us, the to2ughers, who volunteered to help out, which enjoy NOTHING at all, no even food or the game, in fact, we didn't even take a seat in the sanctuary. What I really really hate is, there's this guy, I don't wanna name him, when I was drawing dominic's hand, he came to me near me, with a balloon, POP-ed IT, and SAY "CLOSE ALREADY" with a big smile. You know, I really hate people who smile or make things look like a joke when it's really actually offending you. Wanna know why they did this? So that when we scold back them, they'll just answer "I'm just joking la". You know what I call these people? B****es. Sorry, you know what kind of person I am. Not like there's gonna be any communise coming here and shoot us all dead if we don't close the store fast. Perhaps you adults just want us to go home and rest. Thanks, I really appreciate that, but, we're still kids, young peoples, what do you want from us? We just want to have fun, and we didn't even get the chance to enjoy anything.  Perhaps for me, I just wanna enjoy my teen years first, surely, I'll still help out with anything, just that, let me have some fun too. It's no fun looking at people exchanging stuff (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what the heck =) No point being so angry and moody right? Just do things for God, He alone, and that's all we do =) and it's more than enough to make me smile =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's Mother's Day today. But still, I don't get my mom lol. Firstly, you guys know about the mission trip I mentioned the last post, she says I can go. And just yesterday, she say, no you can't go. Then I terpaksa FFK my friends. T.T am soo sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVFnLE_OI/AAAAAAAAAtw/No0cx2zNsKM/s1600/DSC09368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVFnLE_OI/AAAAAAAAAtw/No0cx2zNsKM/s400/DSC09368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469152352391199970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yvonne gone mad signing everyone's hand, maybe not everyone, but I know she signed mine and Sam's lol. Sam Sam lol.. Fei Fei.. wahahaha I can't stop laughing. First day of school.  That video is funny. Should post it on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVFF1DFLI/AAAAAAAAAto/Dl83Y64aDcA/s1600/DSC09367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVFF1DFLI/AAAAAAAAAto/Dl83Y64aDcA/s400/DSC09367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469152343440430258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something I drew before the service started and at school which faded a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVEkVCEHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/sdV7lK85vTs/s1600/DSC09364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVEkVCEHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/sdV7lK85vTs/s400/DSC09364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469152334447775858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The canopies, everyone's so busy early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVEORioiI/AAAAAAAAAtY/k7eJtdQoy6w/s1600/DSC09363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVEORioiI/AAAAAAAAAtY/k7eJtdQoy6w/s400/DSC09363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469152328527553058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The standing crew -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUfQpjcNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KOT7JYo9LpA/s1600/DSC09362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUfQpjcNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/KOT7JYo9LpA/s400/DSC09362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469151693509980370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all the parents. So happy, standing up for their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUe8zgILI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Tp8j4I719Fc/s1600/DSC09361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUe8zgILI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Tp8j4I719Fc/s400/DSC09361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469151688182997170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How packed is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUeVINE7I/AAAAAAAAAtA/kSLLJS6k2fY/s1600/DSC09360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUeVINE7I/AAAAAAAAAtA/kSLLJS6k2fY/s400/DSC09360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469151677532410802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUd4Kg45I/AAAAAAAAAs4/j14Xjdn-SIk/s1600/DSC09359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUd4Kg45I/AAAAAAAAAs4/j14Xjdn-SIk/s400/DSC09359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469151669757469586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right, this is for Saturday, look at those 2 singers, banana. Dancing and fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUdBJFYlI/AAAAAAAAAsw/7Oc5N35J4Oc/s1600/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZUdBJFYlI/AAAAAAAAAsw/7Oc5N35J4Oc/s400/DSC09357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469151654987522642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What beautiful pose LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many temptations lol. Firstly, Yvonne's blackberry .. T.T.. Secondly, DSLR.. Oh well, will never get those. Mom first says yes, and later on, you know the story =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sharing a song again. Called I will Rise by Chris Tomlin, again xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QsS190dZTs&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QsS190dZTs&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's a peace i've come to know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my heart and flesh may fail&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an echo in my soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing, It is well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus, has overcome&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the grave is overwelmed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victory is won&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is risen from the dead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I Will Rise when he calls my name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sorrow,No more pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise,on Eagle's wings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my God fall on my kness,and rise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's a day that's drawing near&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the darkness breaks to light&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the shadow's disappear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 12px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and my faith shall be my eye's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I Will Rise when he calls my name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sorrow,No more pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise,on Eagle's wings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my God fall on my kness,and rise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I Will Rise when he calls my name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sorrow,No more pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise,on Eagle's wings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my God fall on my kness,and rise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 12px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 12px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 12px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 12px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;=) God bless you all =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-1801100284874759998?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1801100284874759998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-i-will-rise-when-he-calls-my-name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1801100284874759998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1801100284874759998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-i-will-rise-when-he-calls-my-name.html' title='...and I will rise, when He calls my name....'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S-ZVFnLE_OI/AAAAAAAAAtw/No0cx2zNsKM/s72-c/DSC09368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7581335274007728348</id><published>2010-05-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:28:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is full of surprises..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's raining already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woof! What a week lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm starting to feel less stress =) Why? I stopped completing my homeworks.. Pretty much procrastinated them and do it last minute =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stopped pushing myself too hard and it's really a solution though =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Call me a B student or a stupid one.. but what the heck =.= I rather enjoy my life than to get praise or ego-ness  of being an A student =.=  Thank God I'm in the second class.. if I'm in the first class, I bet if I didn't do my homework, the teacher will go ' you must do your homework and pass it up on time, you're a A student, first student, don't drop the school's fame, bla bla bla'.. Poor friends in first class =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, now that I've stopped stressing over homework.. guess what pops up? I don't understand maths, it's not because I didn't do it's homework, I did, but I just can't understand the concept.. other than maths, I'm fine =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, there's a church camp right? It's called the LOUD CAMP, hosted by KLBC. Since last year's camp, that I've invited 2 girls to come along with me. The news spread around the school, and this year, 4 peoples are interested to go, school friends.. =) Originally, it's 7 people who are interested, I only invited 1 person, and spread spread spread like bacteria, but I'm fine with it =) Slowly, it decrease to 5 peoples.. Later on, one of my friend can't go.. =.= which sucks.. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna share something with you guys, God is full of surprises =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To tell you guys the truth, before I do anything that I think my friends won't be able to go/do, I will always pray. It's really true, praying is the most important thing. As you know, the camp, it's quite expensive compared to other previous camp, and this is only a mid year camp. Though, there's a big chance that there won't be a year end camp this year. And I thought my friends won't be able to go, due to the pricing. I prayed hard, almost everyday, and God, He performed his miracles. God bless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though, I really hope that 1 more girl can go. 'Cause 1 room will have 4 peoples, which is exactly enough. Sorry, I'm really excited about this camp, so I did a lot of research wahahaha, blame the ROCK KLBC group in facebook who continuously post out LOUD CAMP news. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right, I've invited 1 boy and 3 girls, maybe 4 girls. Please, don't senget =.= Surely, something will happen.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, the Praise Kids, P4 students are going on a mission trip. I'm kinda involve in it. In case you don't know what's a mission trip, it's actually a trip where you help peoples and to let them know who is Jesus. To tell the world the Gospel of Jesus Christ =) This mission trip will be in KL, in the month of June. Mainly to tell the Myanmarese =) Their country is actually facing problems, and most of them are poor. Therefore, teacher Sue, planned all this mission trip thingy. She have a big heart =) I'm in a group which is incharge of presentation,sketch or skit. Based on the verse Matthew 14:22-33, where Jesus saved Peter from sinking.  The group consists of Me, Calvin, Rebekah, Stephanie, Joshua and Melanie if not mistaken. Please pray for us. We chose a dance for the presentation, to be exact, it's more of a dance+presentation based on the verse. I thought Mighty To Save would be a great song, so we chose that song. We really need help, help us if you can, we're still YOUNG as in really YOUNG and INEXPERIENCED producers... Pray for us =) Thanks. Also pray for the other groups, the whole P4 students. Mainly:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kit Keat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rebekah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shin Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah Tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ida Ng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive me if I missed out anyone =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna share a song with you guys. It's new to me, perhaps not to you guys. It's a Christian song by Chris Tomlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;UNFAILING LOVE - CHRIS TOMLIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_MyC6kJzPg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k_MyC6kJzPg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Holy One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one I hold on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I sing for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Holy One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still you make time for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Holy One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will praise You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise you God of earth and sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How beautiful is your unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Holy One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  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href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/05/god-is-full-of-surprises.html' title='God is full of surprises..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-3353808927679007711</id><published>2010-05-01T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:46:20.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voice of Truth'/><title type='text'>try taking things easier..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9uHbtzMXYI/AAAAAAAAAso/qzWElonT62w/s1600/15332_195984894117_648594117_3038258_7308055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9uHbtzMXYI/AAAAAAAAAso/qzWElonT62w/s400/15332_195984894117_648594117_3038258_7308055_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466111482964761986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just woke up.. Fingers are still numb, but will try to lengthen this post &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I woke up, realizing why am I facing stress while some of my friends don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, sometimes when you just see some other people who does not face stress, you just envy them so badly. I've been thinking lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, if I just take things easier, then I'm sure I wouldn't think of desserts every now and then right? Don't worry whether will your result will be good or not. As long as you did your best, your results is in God's hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow feel relaxing this Saturday. I wonder if I get to skip tuition xD I'm sure I'll be slaughtered if I did that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I jail broken my iPod =) yesh! I jailbroke it myself just to save money T.T Took a few hours but the result worth=) So if you guys wanna jail break yours too, tell me ya=) Free of Charge, just belanja me can d xD But only first and second generation la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been posting things about God nowadays right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize! I need to go through experience first then only I can share it =) I can't make up stories you know =) And I don't use my secondary bloggie anymore, which therefore means I pretty much fuse both together in this blog and yeah, it relates to my school life this time =) lalalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-3353808927679007711?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/3353808927679007711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/try-taking-things-easier.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3353808927679007711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3353808927679007711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/try-taking-things-easier.html' title='try taking things easier..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9uHbtzMXYI/AAAAAAAAAso/qzWElonT62w/s72-c/15332_195984894117_648594117_3038258_7308055_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1925515209829837714</id><published>2010-04-28T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:58:29.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just fall..'/><title type='text'>Endless Breathe, Endless Stress.</title><content type='html'>Strong wind blew straight,&lt;div&gt;Thought of flying with them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things just hold me back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are these? Assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several thoughts of stopping life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several thoughts of pausing life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just myth and fantasies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After attempts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After finishing assignments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of resting, relaxing and just run away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP! There's more to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Endless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just endless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I do all these, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With just 2 hands??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I ever wish this would all end immediately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This work, this school, this student job!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to relax, to stay put, to say calm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to the holidays, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 3 months holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being so young, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you old people finish all of these?,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you skip them? or Do you suffer the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking up to them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not imitating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How? How? How??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I shouldn't wear a mask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that make me a hypocrite!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what can I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna doubt everyone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asking, 'Are you okay?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love the church,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna be detached from them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to be attached forever with God and them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several thoughts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading the Bible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With God all things are possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's goodness in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's indescribable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can explain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but only able to experience it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God have plans for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, I don't want the plan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I know it's the best, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always the front sucks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the camp,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends will be coming along,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximately 7 of my friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to renew myself with Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just fall.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll catch you!&lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-1925515209829837714?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1925515209829837714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/endless-breathe-endless-stress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1925515209829837714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1925515209829837714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/endless-breathe-endless-stress.html' title='Endless Breathe, Endless Stress.'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-3506666606230967265</id><published>2010-04-23T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:10:01.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatcha say?'/><title type='text'>Food never fails me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;EDITS : LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG POST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a dramatic week lol.. Seriously.. Everyone in my class is super dramatic for this week.. I don't know what's wrong with them.. Turns out, I got influenced, and just follow them like mad peoples making unnecessary noises LOL... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why dramatic? and which part? lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's when I remind them whether did they do they homework, they started.. NOOO/OH MY GOD and one of them was the most hilarious.. It's when I ask a girl, she kinda make stupid noise as if she just got heart attacked lol.. She inhaled with a loud voice with her mouth.. and then says YES, I did.. LOL~~ Zadao... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end, when teacher either call me or ask me some questions, I did the same thing.. lol... I found out that I can be dramatic at times.. LOL.. Too bad no drama club in our school.. wakkaa.. Eitherway, not like I'm gonna join lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I ate Buttered Prawn. Wondering what's that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JfecfSVZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9g6AZWwsYE0/s1600/ButterPrawns2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JfecfSVZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9g6AZWwsYE0/s400/ButterPrawns2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463534274601964946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A.K.A 'Lai Yao Ha' in cantonese =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my favourite seafood. Yes, I meant sea food.. I don't really like sea foods actually.. They all either have loads of bones or super hard shells.. But for this prawn..  It's different lol. I learned a new way of taking out the shell. Indeed, it's superb easy. Yeah, I'm a lazy cow =) Apparently, I finished up the whole plate, and I thought my sister will join me in conquering the dish.. (&gt;.&lt;) But it's worth it lol. Luckily I didn't add rice, if not, I don't think I can finish it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yesterday, I made sorbet. Yes Michelle, your type of sorbet =) It taste absolutely delicious! And I found out how does cross pollinated fruits look like and how juicy is the watermelon, and it's colour, it can just change a super thick solution of orange to red.. LOL, sorry, I don't have much knowledge about foods. I just eat them anyway =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering what's in it? Mwahaha, lol, I'll tell you guys anyway. It's a mixture of orange, apple, watermelon, lemon and sugar that's all =) Easy? Think again. -,- lol.. While doing this, I'm wondering how did the sisters did it soo well, and with that large amount of juices, must have taken them time =) Thanks alot =) weee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(P/S: I DID IT ALONE!! =.= Fish you DANICA!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;    WARNING! LOADS OF PICTURE BELOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlHbj7eqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/yoPxIgjSLC0/s1600/DSC09281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlHbj7eqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/yoPxIgjSLC0/s400/DSC09281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540476285778594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oranges that my mom bought =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlG2gGz9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/-YsjapztYqY/s1600/DSC09282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlG2gGz9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/-YsjapztYqY/s400/DSC09282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540466337632210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only use 2 of these granny smith, it's all soft already.. not fresh lol scare later stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlGVTdvpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ibAO9NoUQng/s1600/DSC09283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlGVTdvpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ibAO9NoUQng/s400/DSC09283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540457426239122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orange number 1! Nice? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlGEq-UyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/af5iikokHpg/s1600/DSC09284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlGEq-UyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/af5iikokHpg/s400/DSC09284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540452961440546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cut cut cut chop chop chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlFqEh6WI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uFU-kV2QPw4/s1600/DSC09285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JlFqEh6WI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uFU-kV2QPw4/s400/DSC09285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540445820873058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taaa daaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkxTpsKII/AAAAAAAAAqI/brmqbsrfzZc/s1600/DSC09286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkxTpsKII/AAAAAAAAAqI/brmqbsrfzZc/s400/DSC09286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540096205334658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left: Cross Pollinated Fruit.. Right: Not so much xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkw69vI7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/8nQl0KFSLh4/s1600/DSC09287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkw69vI7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/8nQl0KFSLh4/s400/DSC09287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540089578529714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weee!! Orange done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkwi-dq1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/3huilGewXuM/s1600/DSC09288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkwi-dq1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/3huilGewXuM/s400/DSC09288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540083139128146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now apple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkwFQTNVI/AAAAAAAAApw/7lOp4G4dvfw/s1600/DSC09289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkwFQTNVI/AAAAAAAAApw/7lOp4G4dvfw/s400/DSC09289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540075160876370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE JUICER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkv66mEUI/AAAAAAAAApo/YmNHQNkx78Y/s1600/DSC09290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkv66mEUI/AAAAAAAAApo/YmNHQNkx78Y/s400/DSC09290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463540072385483074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Straining it.. too many bublings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkc2u4zdI/AAAAAAAAApg/9WNcAE0UzCY/s1600/DSC09291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkc2u4zdI/AAAAAAAAApg/9WNcAE0UzCY/s400/DSC09291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539744845123026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL, I forgot to cut the watermelon lol (&gt;&lt;) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkcZPWnyI/AAAAAAAAApY/ZqB3jSqKuE0/s1600/DSC09292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkcZPWnyI/AAAAAAAAApY/ZqB3jSqKuE0/s400/DSC09292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539736928231202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;creative? I mean the way I cut it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkcDwJ3sI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Sei95mGWVA8/s1600/DSC09293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkcDwJ3sI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Sei95mGWVA8/s400/DSC09293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539731160227522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby puke xD Nah just kidding.. my machine is noob, so pretty much not goodT.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkbk1XgEI/AAAAAAAAApI/V20hHrX74do/s1600/DSC09294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jkbk1XgEI/AAAAAAAAApI/V20hHrX74do/s400/DSC09294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539722860593218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what I found? Lucky! I didn't add in any paper in my potion =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkbBvEKzI/AAAAAAAAApA/j4olpCIj2io/s1600/DSC09295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkbBvEKzI/AAAAAAAAApA/j4olpCIj2io/s400/DSC09295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539713438919474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waaa lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkEuxhrpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/7fEOev6GiKc/s1600/DSC09296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkEuxhrpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/7fEOev6GiKc/s400/DSC09296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539330391846546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how thick lol.. *proudness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkEXJ27TI/AAAAAAAAAow/9qLPf1YBIfU/s1600/DSC09297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkEXJ27TI/AAAAAAAAAow/9qLPf1YBIfU/s400/DSC09297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539324051451186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flavouring! Watching AFC really helps, TIPS: Roll your lemon before slicing it, so the it will be more juicier.. Is that true? LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkD8IEbtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/80umicvydr0/s1600/DSC09298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkD8IEbtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/80umicvydr0/s400/DSC09298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539316796190418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkDWGvm1I/AAAAAAAAAog/3gs_KVWj2yU/s1600/DSC09299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkDWGvm1I/AAAAAAAAAog/3gs_KVWj2yU/s400/DSC09299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539306590083922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkCyjHi7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/scgRJ9Mz6Uw/s1600/DSC09300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JkCyjHi7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/scgRJ9Mz6Uw/s400/DSC09300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539297045416882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry.. I camwhores lemon much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjqEU7UdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iwHgncGj1cE/s1600/DSC09301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjqEU7UdI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iwHgncGj1cE/s400/DSC09301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463538872321003986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flavouring.. From left : Mr. Sugar, Chemical X, and Ms. Lemon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jjpj23IwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/0as67-bCiPU/s1600/DSC09302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jjpj23IwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/0as67-bCiPU/s400/DSC09302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463538863604966146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taa daaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjpIMjRZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SjR-haMBhhE/s1600/DSC09303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjpIMjRZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SjR-haMBhhE/s400/DSC09303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463538856179746194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjoqXGYnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/RTZwEDnaAu8/s1600/DSC09304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JjoqXGYnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/RTZwEDnaAu8/s400/DSC09304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463538848170926706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;into the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jjofs7lCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mvMGCqrHv_I/s1600/DSC09305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jjofs7lCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mvMGCqrHv_I/s400/DSC09305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463538845309703202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right.. -.- cleaning up time... !! grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JidrhBCtI/AAAAAAAAAno/w9dzRdHVRQQ/s1600/DSC09306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JidrhBCtI/AAAAAAAAAno/w9dzRdHVRQQ/s400/DSC09306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463537559990766290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JidDIucyI/AAAAAAAAAng/nvQRErjQk1E/s1600/DSC09307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JidDIucyI/AAAAAAAAAng/nvQRErjQk1E/s400/DSC09307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463537549151466274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next morning.. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JicvRZUQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/guOMfqaLmGk/s1600/DSC09308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JicvRZUQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/guOMfqaLmGk/s400/DSC09308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463537543819120898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TAA DAA!! Weeeeee!! Taste absolutely delicious! (repeated right? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JicCvXqWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/aBUcI60LuaM/s1600/DSC09309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JicCvXqWI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/aBUcI60LuaM/s400/DSC09309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463537531865246050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jibc4IXaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/n1D2ukdWh1o/s1600/DSC09310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9Jibc4IXaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/n1D2ukdWh1o/s400/DSC09310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463537521701445026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jangan jealous!! xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about my sorbet =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sorry this post might me very long..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened earlier this week? Awkward atmosphere in church though lol.. I mean, just for awhile.. if you understand =) If you don't, don't ask me why =) lol.. Anyway, for praisekids, there's a birthday celebration.. in fact, I got to celebrate it too! Wow, and this might be the reward for being so obedient going to class every sunday xD Actually, going back to sunday schools, reminds me of many mem'ries I had with Adrian and Aaron.. I don't know what happen to them.. All wrong edi.. What happened to the double A? They are so fun last time.. now, I don't know -.-.. But, humans change right? I hope they change back to their normal attitude =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures again! xD sry*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpDRC0JPI/AAAAAAAAAsA/HS5nNZxSmJ8/s1600/DSC09250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpDRC0JPI/AAAAAAAAAsA/HS5nNZxSmJ8/s400/DSC09250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544802789565682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nasi lemak they served us.. I ate my breakfast, and still another meal (&gt;.&lt;) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpC3UUjbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ViqdZ4irXKM/s1600/DSC09252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpC3UUjbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ViqdZ4irXKM/s400/DSC09252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544795883670962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It must be hard to swallow it huh? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpCtq8fWI/AAAAAAAAArw/QObM_W3hM2I/s1600/DSC09253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpCtq8fWI/AAAAAAAAArw/QObM_W3hM2I/s400/DSC09253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544793294208354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See their rubbish bin xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpCEcUEsI/AAAAAAAAAro/z1ijkHEbXPM/s1600/DSC09254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpCEcUEsI/AAAAAAAAAro/z1ijkHEbXPM/s400/DSC09254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544782226985666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girls still make the most noise lol.. but what the heck=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpBguWSBI/AAAAAAAAArg/kdRKOkO3qi4/s1600/DSC09255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JpBguWSBI/AAAAAAAAArg/kdRKOkO3qi4/s400/DSC09255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544772638951442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoaLn36LI/AAAAAAAAArY/nCvZoGYPz60/s1600/DSC09256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoaLn36LI/AAAAAAAAArY/nCvZoGYPz60/s400/DSC09256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544096959752370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our cake cutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoZ1l6w-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/noTU4GdDljM/s1600/DSC09257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoZ1l6w-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/noTU4GdDljM/s400/DSC09257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544091045970914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cotton candy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoZf9ebaI/AAAAAAAAArI/mMSEFzTzVs8/s1600/DSC09258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoZf9ebaI/AAAAAAAAArI/mMSEFzTzVs8/s400/DSC09258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544085239197090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoYtzABhI/AAAAAAAAArA/2d5sb6feUSk/s1600/DSC09260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoYtzABhI/AAAAAAAAArA/2d5sb6feUSk/s400/DSC09260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544071773488658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whose??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoYebU58I/AAAAAAAAAq4/tiyDfSSSbY8/s1600/DSC09261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JoYebU58I/AAAAAAAAAq4/tiyDfSSSbY8/s400/DSC09261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463544067647662018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Praying for the food perhaps =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all those, we as the older ones have to clean the place up =.= Still, there's smell around.. and that suck alot.. Soo sorry, our youth room is so smelly now.. filled with nasi lemak smell.. We should put a NO FOOD sign =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, God have been blessing me a lot =)  I can't tell you in which way, but I'm just gonna say He did! I don't feel that stressful anymore..  =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you guys, but, I use to be afraid of ghost.. Evil spirits and those spirits lar.. I know they aren't dead human that wonders around the earth, but I know it's satan whose working so hard creating these illusions in our mind.. And I found a verse, in fact, this verse helps me to cast out all my fears =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 27:1- The Lord is my light and my Salvation- whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life- of whom shall I be afraid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading this, I really feel comforted =) You know, God really do answer prayer.. Call me thinking too much or just making up story, believe or not, it's your choice =) I'm sharing btw, there's nothing for me to boast about =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That Sunday, I was soo tired, so I decided not to on my computer and not blog until I have finished my nap.. Unfortunately, my modem spoiled.. I was like.. No way!! My last day of weekend, I should enjoy it kao kao one ma.. ~.~ Was so disappointed.. but anyway, I just live my life.. Doing nothing =.= I can't watch tv, I don't have mood to play piano nor guitar.. Live like .. like we're dying.. LOL.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great news! I've invited 4 peoples from my school to the coming church camp =) I hope all of them can make it =) Among the 4, for now, there's only 1 who can go.. and she need a partner.. So I hope the other 3 can make it.. Partner? Btw, it's a she =) You know... girls =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to get you guys forms ASAP, but I think I will only be able to give it to you guys next next week, because I might not be able to get it 'cause I can't make it for church this Sunday ya =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright! Gonna get ready for tuition =,= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Do you think I should put a trade mark? Make things cooler right? xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chaoz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JuNWZ2iQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/IRr8JYypQJI/s1600/P3190850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JuNWZ2iQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/IRr8JYypQJI/s400/P3190850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550473585199362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JuNAvjbUI/AAAAAAAAAsI/wQTRuo4zvfQ/s1600/P3201000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JuNAvjbUI/AAAAAAAAAsI/wQTRuo4zvfQ/s400/P3201000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550467770641730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NEW EDITS =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-3506666606230967265?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/3506666606230967265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-never-fails-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3506666606230967265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/3506666606230967265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/food-never-fails-me.html' title='Food never fails me =)'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S9JfecfSVZI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9g6AZWwsYE0/s72-c/ButterPrawns2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1471626403641854758</id><published>2010-04-16T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T18:24:54.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Fear God...</title><content type='html'>Hello..&lt;div&gt;Just suddenly have mood to blog, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching a video posted out in facebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nddtcwF3flY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nddtcwF3flY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this video. It's called "A Letter From hell". I don't find this video common among my friends, so therefore, I want to share this with you guys, especially my Christian friends. Please take your time and watch it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, since young, I never feared God and know that He's a loving God. I always thought that if He is called as my Heavenly Father, He should grant me everything I want when I pray. Well, that was when I was young. Now that I'm more exposed to Christian communities, I slowly learn and know more things. God will only grant you the things you want if the time is right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since, I'm more exposed to Christian communities, I learn a lot of stuff, and slowly, my curiosity to know more about Jesus, grows in me, and I soon find myself searching in the net about Jesus and bible verses. And now, I find myself having fear to the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why do I fear the Lord, even though I spend time with God, being close with God, knowing Jesus? I fear God, because I know He is mighty, He is my everything, He can just remove my name from the Book Of Life when He says so... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever thought that though you're a Christian and you think that you're saved? Have you ever thought that you're name is not written on the Book of Life? We don't know what will happen to us, who knows, maybe we did not satisfy God? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, God is God, He is mighty, He is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. As His word says so, He is declaring He is God and He is powerful. Try to test God? Think again, Matthew 4:7- "Jesus answered him, 'It is also written; do not put your Lord your God to a test'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Fear God, because He can just take my life any time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my Christian friends, Life is Mission, start spreading the word of God. I pray that God will be with you when you're doing so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-1471626403641854758?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/1471626403641854758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-fear-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1471626403641854758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/1471626403641854758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-fear-god.html' title='I Fear God...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-7158374878151334177</id><published>2010-04-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:18:27.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A thought of Desserts..'/><title type='text'>A thought of Desserts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cqwqpI7MI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qwUzhQmtxVU/s1600/choco1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cqwqpI7MI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qwUzhQmtxVU/s400/choco1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460380088778943682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey peoples..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a hectic week for this week.. Somehow.. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather of a stressed week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, folios. Why folios? It's PMR FOLIO, what do you want me to do? Haiz, I don't even know why they even create these assignments. Gosh, I was doing Sejarah folio at first, and later, my geography teacher gave us Geography Folio which is way way harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckTej_8aI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0bkgLK-atxo/s1600/DSC09247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckTej_8aI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0bkgLK-atxo/s400/DSC09247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460372990250185122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The map I drew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckS9iwK1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hfxb0JuZTws/s1600/DSC09246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckS9iwK1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hfxb0JuZTws/s400/DSC09246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460372981386586962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with these hands -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckSbUGwtI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kdbShUtgy9k/s1600/DSC09245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckSbUGwtI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kdbShUtgy9k/s400/DSC09245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460372972198347474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by colouring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckR4YNzGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/HxNcDy3v0L0/s1600/DSC09244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8ckR4YNzGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/HxNcDy3v0L0/s400/DSC09244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460372962820344930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the process...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz, that's geography folio, isn't 'easy'? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only that, actually, just today, I found out what will be coming out for my mid-term, turns out, everything is coming out. I felt so helpless. I prayed to God, asking Him to lend me a hand, help me sort out these things. Though, I know God will only do so, if he sees who am I doing it for. If it's for Him, He'll probably give me a big big hand. If it's not, I don't know what consequence will there be for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, friends. What is the first thing that comes out to you when you thought of friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they someone whom you can trust? Or someone whom that just gives you stress? Haiyor, I'm not even supposed to stress for school friends. Why? I don't have time to deal with problems with these friendship right now! Our mid-term examination is coming, and yet peoples still kept on bugging me. To that friend, yeah it's you, actually, I'm not even mad at you. Remember last week? We talked right? Then why did you exaggerate stuffs in your blog? Do you know you're making me feel guilty? Though I did nothing wrong. Why am I emo-ing? to you, alone? You think it that way that's why. Firstly, I'm not only emo-ing to you, I'm emo-ing to almost everyone, thanks to those folios. What else? Our mid term, I can't believe it's covering the whole form 1 and form 2 and form 3! That's hard enough for me. I can't keep up with my friends for now. If you want to us to be kept up, sure why not? How'd bout after the exam and then we talk. 'Cause right now, I really do not have time. Call me don't appreciate you, you guys, but seriously, I can't keep up with two things at a time. Yeah, I have time for God and assignments, why not you? Have you ever thought that sometimes you gives me problems. It's hard. So, you see me at the back of the class laughing like mad peoples. Why? That's probably there are not like you study peoples. I don't know, those peoples that sit behind with me, they are all REAL NUTT CRACKERS. They're open minded, talked a lot of crazy stuff, and stuff that just makes you laugh. We did a lot of stupid stuff at the back, and yeah, we ignored the teacher, so? What does that make a difference? They keep me away from stress, having fun. Yeah, I do have fun with you, but that's like only if there's something big pop up. So please, stop looking at me with you emo face, smile more often, talk more, I'll talk with you, surely, but if you give me that look, everyone is blaming me for destroying your life. As if when I'm looking at you, you're giving me hell.. - That is all I want to say to you. Please, I do not mean to offend you with this post, I'm just, as you say, expressing my feelings through this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih, Faye ar Faye, it's not working, lol. I've been thinking of choco banana cake for days, and still, can't stop thinking of these stupid homework lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, two days ago, me and my crazy friends, started drawing, influenced by me, LOL. Yeah, I drew some childish stuff, and have been insulted for drawing kindergarden stuff. LOL. I agree though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnz1xaKOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/T-Sj4XpDh0o/s1600/DSC09248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnz1xaKOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/T-Sj4XpDh0o/s400/DSC09248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460376844771141858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drew this, my name, out of nowhere, I just thought of drawing my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnzo0HuEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/OBQ8epkY55s/s1600/DSC09249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnzo0HuEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/OBQ8epkY55s/s400/DSC09249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460376841292855362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This, gosh, everyone thought that I'm in love, that's why I'm wrote 'love.quotes' on facebook. I'm not in a relationship k? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnzD6VbEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nh3ruyj_hWk/s1600/26104_389706241519_792891519_3979187_3905825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cnzD6VbEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/nh3ruyj_hWk/s400/26104_389706241519_792891519_3979187_3905825_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460376831386807362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the kindergarden drawing.. yeah, I know it suck xD I've nothing to do, and somehow, this gives all my friends topic to talk and laugh about. LOL. I don't mind bearing the shame, as long it makes everyone happy, why not?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking a lot recently. I was just wondering am I a good friend to you guys? Do I treat you guys too rough or too harsh? Am I someone you like? I asked my twin, Calz, he says that I'm too quiet, that's one thing he hate about me. I'm not offended =) Don't take me wrong. And then, I ask my friends at school, they somehow agree. So, am I too quiet for you guys? Any solution to these problems? Since I'm an ex-therapist to my best friend, I've been giving myself some therapy session LOL. Found out the possibility why I'm so quiet. Turns out, I think I'm having lack of confidence to give out a speech or suggestions. Why? 'Cause when I was young, my bro always also scold me even giving out some suggestions. I think that's why. Until now, surely, he'll do the same, his motto 'Anything that can embarrass my little brother, I'll do it' =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking, my friends from school, they're still young, mentally. No offence. Why? Yeah, you're minds are broaden, very open minded, but still, you guys don't mix with to be adults. Of course lar, to be adults that are down to earth. (To be Adults -18~21) To be exact, all my church friends, I can make all of them, seniors, some that I can look up to. Someone I could really rely on. I'm not saying that I'm too mature for you guys, or looking down on my school friends.. I'm still young, I'm still childish in my own way. I wanna enjoy my teen years, I don't wanna grow up so fast. That's why I'm wishing my birthday never to come(I sound like an old man who doesn't want to die right? LOL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, my school friends, when your environment is all kiddy land, you'll always be in a kiddy land. And yeah, I saw some of my friends joined a group in facebook called 'I can choose to be mature, but I choose not to , to have fun'. I agree, yeah, but sometimes, you just have to know your limits. Act your age! (&gt;.&lt;, scolding people out of no reason lol...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you call me a girl, just because I don't want to fight with some of you, fight as in punch fight, go ahead, at the end of the day, you'll start to think what will the consequence be. You know, I'm not Ghandhi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desserts.. desserts.. desserts.... sorbets.... sorbets.... sorbets.... *tears*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-7158374878151334177?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/7158374878151334177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-of-desserts.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7158374878151334177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/7158374878151334177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-of-desserts.html' title='A thought of Desserts..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8cqwqpI7MI/AAAAAAAAAmw/qwUzhQmtxVU/s72-c/choco1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-438072061057166535</id><published>2010-04-11T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:38:01.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me thinks Me like Green..</title><content type='html'>Hey peoples!&lt;div&gt;What a day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, like my new template? Now it's like semi photo blog. I don't know why but the side bar is like super big. I tried to fixed it. Too bad, it won't work. Kinda make things look abnormal now O.o Reason? I've been helping Calvin 'beautifying' his blog(Click his link). Turns out, I saw a lot of nice templates, and this is one of it. So I changed it =) Don't wanna bore you eyes xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yesterday was Brother's Appreciation Night. It was hosted by the To2ughers-Sisters. This event is similar to Sister's Appreciation Night that I've posted. It is where this time the Sisters appreciate the Brothers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZkkC8AuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uAQOTUUgWd4/s1600/DSC09243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZkkC8AuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uAQOTUUgWd4/s400/DSC09243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458742708035912418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gift that I got. Pretty violent, Lol.. Thanks anyway =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZkB7AQ8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/q--KOx0STpE/s1600/DSC09241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZkB7AQ8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/q--KOx0STpE/s400/DSC09241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458742698875831234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The invitation card =) Creative right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZjtx4w7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Oivq85wX3BA/s1600/DSC09240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZjtx4w7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Oivq85wX3BA/s400/DSC09240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458742693468881842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My name =)  Well written xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there about 4.30 PM, while the event was suppose to start at 8p.m I gotta wait for like another 3 hours plus for the event to start. I skipped my lunch that day, that probably explains why I'm so hungry huh? (&gt;.&lt;) When I reach there, or before I reach there, I'm already tired and sleepy. I wanted to bathe, but in the end, I was rush out from the house early, so I didn't get to. So hot... Reached there, made my phone became a toy LOL. What.. It's carpet=) I don't find harm throwing my phone on the floor constantly xD Should have brought my ipod.. I wouldn't be so bored then, listening to songs helps the time to go faster, somehow xD Anyway, asking why come so early? My bro just rushed me out saying that we're going to do something for the sisters. I was blur, and before I know it, I'm in the car already. Eitherway, I still will have to go earlier than normal. I don't have transportation! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the dress code is DRESSY BEACH WEAR, I think it's something like what you wear when you go to the beach. Coincidentally, I wore a set of GREEN. Set of Green? I wore a green t-shirt, green short pants and green canvas. Cool huh? Lol. I never did notice that. But still, I only have 1 pair of shoes, haih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The impatient part is... When it's 8 already, it's still not starting, curse you late peoples! xD Just kidding. I was freaking hungry, was thinking of Michelle's dish, and she did made something delicious=) Thank You!! Actually, I'm not the only one who is hungry though, I think almost everyone. Darn you late peoples. When everyone arrives, a welcome performance took place. The song is very suiting. It's Lilo and Stitch's theme song. We went into the hall, where we actually get to eat. This is where the best part comes in xD We had our appetizer, a watermelon something something. It's a mixture of watermelon, lemon tea and mint. Very nice. How I wish I could make some for my school friends. Recipe please xD and the main course.. Honestly, it's really dry (&gt;.&lt;) but still taste nice.It's a hawaiian hamburger. And here comes the desserts(was it dessert or desert? o.O) It's brownies and vanilla ice cream. It's nice too, too bad, mine melted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to watch the performance. The best that I found is the miming. I should have recorded it. I hope someone did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it was fun, filling xD and yeah. But I heard a lot of comments coming from the brothers saying that we should have done better for Sister's night. I agree. So, watch out sisters for next year's if there's still these appreciation nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that Su May got to tag along =) (F.Y.I, she's the Youth Director) right? o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, let me make this  clear, for my school friends especially, if you need help from me, don't think that 'I'll be disturbing him'.. -.- If you need help, tell me. Whether if it's about studies or man power. But, if you want me to give you advice, I don't recommend you guys to do so (&gt;.&lt;) I'm still young. Call me the adult or anything, I'll still be childish in someways. So, just ask if you need help=) I'll be glad. But, know your limits la.. I'm not robot k? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun times over, heading back to weekdays, I still have 3 more books to finish.. I wish it could end! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-438072061057166535?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/438072061057166535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-thinks-me-like-green.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/438072061057166535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/438072061057166535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-thinks-me-like-green.html' title='Me thinks Me like Green..'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S8FZkkC8AuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uAQOTUUgWd4/s72-c/DSC09243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8333955460752529720</id><published>2010-04-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:33:41.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calcium Carbonate HEATED = Calcium Oxide+Water = Calcium Hydroxide xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S77xamtSZTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eDfNJJ4tUjc/s1600/sej+n+geo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S77xamtSZTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eDfNJJ4tUjc/s400/sej+n+geo.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458065237789009202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S77xamtSZTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eDfNJJ4tUjc/s1600/sej+n+geo.bmp"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;                                                                 Just Beautiful Isn't it? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Yeah, that's part of the chemistry that I've learned. Obviously, I haven't take the whole CHEMISTRY THINGY. It's just a chapter for form 3 syllabus. A few days ago, because it was the first time I'm entering this chemistry chapter, I hate this chapter so much! After that class, I went tuition, and thought, geez, the same old boring chapter again? Turns out, I'm falling inlove with this chemistry chapter. Surprised? Haha me too. Thanks to my tuition teacher. She's really good! Not only understanding the chapter makes me happy, but also the experiments carried out. This chapter is like we did the most experiment overall of my 3 years of life in a secondary school. I like the heating things and stuff. I just don't get why my friends don't wanna get involved. SEEING IS BELIEVING. You guys gotta understand this. However, some of these experiments affects us. LOL. I got my nail painted by some acid. It was super brown ~.~ Thought I could wash it off with water? Think again. Took me some time though lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, a week ago, I said I'm very free, nothing to rush, nothing to worry about. Almost everything is finish, except homeworks of course. Turns out, this week, I've received 2 folios to do-History's and Geography's. Firstly, History Folio. It's simple thanks to our beloved history teacher who just gave us paper that can get full mark for the folio. On the other hand, Geo's. It's complicated thanks to our 'beloved' geo teacher who was absent for a few weeks which because of her illness. Now that she's back, she's rushing the folio and more, our teacher says that she might rush our syllabus too after we have finished our folio. I know I shouldn't be worrying about folios just like I did for form 1 and form2, but this time, it's PMR's. I can't afford to even lose 1 mark=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm in folio madness, my mid term is coming. Just WOW. Everything is just coming to me together. I gotta start studying-,- Guess what? I've planned to study for PMR starting next month, but I don't think that'll be possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS! I got to stay off facebook for 4 days xD I know it's not much, but atleast I'm not like last time right? =) Taking therapy session from my self ~.~ This is hard. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah =) That's about it.Thanks all for the comment of the poem. Haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOOKS FOR THE PAUSE BUTTON* xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE YOURSELF: NEVER USE (&gt;) or (&lt;) when blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8499767219241762037-8333955460752529720?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8333955460752529720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/calcium-carbonate-heated-calcium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8333955460752529720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8333955460752529720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/calcium-carbonate-heated-calcium.html' title='Calcium Carbonate HEATED = Calcium Oxide+Water = Calcium Hydroxide xD'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S77xamtSZTI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eDfNJJ4tUjc/s72-c/sej+n+geo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8078330042620974725</id><published>2010-04-04T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:48:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty...</title><content type='html'>~.~ I posted out 2 post, and they said HTML error. Craps =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted everything for me. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of writing a poem, I don't know why, just have this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook oh facebook,&lt;br /&gt;why'd you ever appear in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't you just disappear,&lt;br /&gt;and I shall spend time wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook oh facebook,&lt;br /&gt;because of you, &lt;br /&gt;time that I waste is like wasting water,&lt;br /&gt;I could do so much with that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends oh friends,&lt;br /&gt;what are you?&lt;br /&gt;You can just be great all the time,&lt;br /&gt;and stabbing someone else's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Things that just come through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, I suck at blogging =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8499767219241762037-8078330042620974725?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8078330042620974725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8078330042620974725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8078330042620974725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/empty.html' title='Empty...'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-8295314035256718294</id><published>2010-04-02T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T15:02:01.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Day?</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, clearly, I'm gonna share with you guys what is Easter Day and also I wanna wish you guys Happy Easter too. Before I do so, let me tell you guys about my day, my sickish day =( I woke up, a restless night, so tired, I could barely open my eyes and go to the bathroom, the super incredibly bright bathroom, to brush my teeth and wash my face. Almost fell down~.~ So later on, went to school, and yeah, I was doing all fine that time, perhaps there are more oxygen early in the morning. But after that, gosh, I fell super ill, kept on sneezing, well, this sickness runs in my mother's family line, which is also inherited in me =( Tough luck. In class, I almost fell asleep twice, which is really a bad thing. Good news! I didn't fail my PK paper, I didn't even study it, obviously I don't take PK seriously and to be honest, I don't even know why our headmistress even gives us FORM 3 student unimportant subjects when we're only gonna take 7 or 8 subjects for PMR. I tried to push my self to ask others what is good friday to them, unfortunately, was super ill, I only got to ask some friends. Some say good friday is nothing to them, and some say it's just another holiday. Find it rather funny because I didn't even went to ask my CHRISTIANS friends in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Good Friday is also Easter Day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew, rushed home, showered and turn on the air conditioner, chilax~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since some of you guys gives me some answer, maybe that's Easter to you guys, but let me just share to you guys what is Easter to me, and what I understand about it. Before that, I would really want to say sorry because I didn't enter this event 'Easter from my point of view', frankly, I didn't know much about Easter. Well, that's before I watched a six.minute.touching.short.clip about Easter. That video pretty much inspired me to search more about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From what I understand about Easter Day, or Good Friday, it's about a resurrection of a man, who hung on that cross, nailed, and CRUCIFIED. Who is He? He is our Lord Jesus Christ, a man who died for us, because of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. Easter is a celebration where God resurrected Jesus, 3 days after he was crucified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did He even hung HIMSELF on the cross?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus didn't hung himself on that cross willingly. Do you kill yourself for someone you love though there's not even a threat? You surely wanna be with the person you love right? Jesus was betrayed, by one of his disciples, for 30 silvers-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(Judas was given 30 silver shekels to betray Jesus - Matthew 26:15). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the crucifixion of Jesus, He was cleaned, wrapped in cloth and was laid in a newly carved tomb, the tomb was closed with a rock. In those day, the burial of peoples, they put it  in a tomb. What is a tomb? More of less like a cave, a small one, to put dead bodies inside, that's why they use a rock to close the tomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days after He was buried, He rose again, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;He was resurrected&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is what I understand about Easter day, I'm not sure whether is this what Easter truly am, please do comment and tell me more =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A six.minute.touching.video.clip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize, because this isn't really what I watched in Facebook, but this is kinda similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;DO YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiKx6MGUfqA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiKx6MGUfqA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26858"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;~1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26859"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, "They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don't know where they have put him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26860"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26861"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26862"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;He bent over and looked in at the strips of linen lying there but did not go in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26863"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then Simon Peter, who was behind him, arrived and went into the tomb. He saw the strips of linen lying there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26864"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;as well as the burial cloth that had been around Jesus' head. The cloth was folded up by itself, separate from the linen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26865"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside. He saw and believed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26866"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;(They still did not understand from Scripture that Jesus had to rise from the dead.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jesus Appears to Mary Magdalene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26867"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then the disciples went back to their homes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DESCRIPTION FOR THE PARTS OF THE CLIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;0.44- HE WAS GOING TO BE NAILED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1.04- HE COULD BARELY STRETCH HIS ARM RIGHT, WHEN HIS OTHER HAND WAS NAILED, HIS BODY COULD NOT STRETCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1.29- THIS WAS BEFORE HE WAS HUNG ON THE CROSS, HE WAS WHIPPED, and MOCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.19- THE NIGHT BEFORE HE WAS BETRAYED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.23- HE WAS KISSED BY JUDAS-(&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24100" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;48&lt;/sup&gt;Now the betrayer had arranged a signal with them: "The one I kiss is the man; arrest him." &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24101" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;49&lt;/sup&gt;Going at once to Jesus, Judas said, "Greetings, Rabbi!" and kissed him.-MATTHEW 26:48-49)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.36- HE WAS ACCUSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.45- HE WAS WHIPPED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#FF0000;"&gt;AND THE FOLLOWING, HE WAS CRUCIFIED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, now you know =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;If you guys still think you are suffering, think of this 'Hasn't He suffered enough for you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366FF;"&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/8499767219241762037-8295314035256718294?l=chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/feeds/8295314035256718294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8295314035256718294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8499767219241762037/posts/default/8295314035256718294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenwingsnice.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-day.html' title='Easter Day?'/><author><name>Bryann Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019582867223495304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OIaXYiI4Iqk/S5J9jWKVaRI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zL7WMcUFORs/S220/Copy+of+DSC08932.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499767219241762037.post-1054003185025468046</id><published>2010-03-31T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:44:42.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause Button - Right ahead!</title><content type='html'>Pause Button - Click here! &lt;div&gt;*clicked - it's not working?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does not exists. There's no pause button in our lives. Definitely, at some points of our lives, we would want to press this button. But the fact is, IT DOES NOT EXISTS! No matter how long you search for it, or how much effort you put on, IT STILL WON'T BE FOUND! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, if there's always a load or something that is really killing you, homeworks, assignments, etc., just PRAY and P.U.S.H on ! Push- [P]ray [U]ntil [S]omething [H]appen. Surely, you'll somehow feel like there's some load pull away or .. it's just indescribable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;di
