<?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-38125164</id><updated>2011-09-11T21:31:20.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Fall Back To Earth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know He does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you don't fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its not fear or anxiety that's bugging you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the person whom you may possibly love in the future, but you don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That 'dont know' and the shrug of your shoulders when they ask the question is the thought that once again keep appearing in your mind. even though you keep telling yourself to stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, time and love will find its way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okaaaayy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7791741210192428947?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1209021246764624509</id><published>2011-04-05T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:38:26.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Him in the morning, Praise Him in the evening.</title><content type='html'>Peace in my heart&lt;div&gt;Peace in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For tomorrow will worry for itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm done worrying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You God, for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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STUDY WHAT? WORK WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not until 3 years time. but then again, 3 years may not be that long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know the life which i was made to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how could i ever thought i knew what exactly i was to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i had it all figured out, had a plan for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i don't. and its freaking frustrating, when you don't even know yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how now brown cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, now i know i've got emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6791269700211095662?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6791269700211095662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6791269700211095662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6791269700211095662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6791269700211095662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-to-do-when-im-22-dang-i-dont-know.html' title='what to do when im 22? dang i dont know!'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8233294375666373832</id><published>2011-04-02T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:55:57.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe.</title><content type='html'>in the end, i went to the gym.. finally. after 3 days... &lt;div&gt;,even though it was a short workout. 70 min. i thought it was good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i guess &lt;i&gt;time&lt;/i&gt; isn't everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its what you want to get out of that period that will give you the strength, maximizing time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just glad that ive no more late nights in school for the holidays! creative module over!! (except the portfolio...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more weeks til imma year3. no its not a big deal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that i gotta keep moving, keep working harder. i hope it comes natural with age, time and maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many broken and frustrated hearts these days. some scratches and bruises here and there, keeping it silent... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever it may be, it'll be all fine one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, the best thing we can do, is to live in that hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know but i hope im making You proud.&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/38125164-8233294375666373832?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8233294375666373832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8233294375666373832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8233294375666373832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8233294375666373832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe.html' title='I believe.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5033570917533329454</id><published>2011-03-04T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:41:38.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know</title><content type='html'>yep. i don't know a lot of things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i do this? should i do that? what should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's on his mind? what's on her mind? what's on their minds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet i can think of no words to say &amp;amp; nothing but smile, &amp;amp; enjoy the moment... or try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe a few years ago, i decided that i wasn't gonna be sensitive- when i got caught unguarded, holding on to things i guess i shouldn't have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now, what am i to feel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except frustrations of nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing's cast in stone, &amp;amp; that's all thats flashing in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess i don't wanna go back there, as tempting as it was... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i grew. &amp;amp; i learnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore i need not go back. to relearn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; in fear that it may happen again, i leave it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my story ends here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for now.&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/38125164-5033570917533329454?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5033570917533329454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5033570917533329454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5033570917533329454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5033570917533329454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-know.html' title='i don&apos;t know'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5469298276261823550</id><published>2011-02-25T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:49:47.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not proud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;when i let my own sensitivity take a hold of me... its a sign to change my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, no. natural disasters aren't only real in movies. i guess its more affecting when you've got people in your hearts who are living there.. heart goes to chch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what can i do in my power to help the helpless?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know! except money? and that alone, can't buy everything. not when you're in aftershock with mother nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College? University of Canterbury.. Visa? Migrate? Fees? Bach in education (phys. ed.)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singapore... family... friends.. ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know its another 3 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dang i dont know what i might be supposed to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at the needs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like natural disasters... disaster relief. i think i might need/want to learn how to help.. first aid, physical training to cut the rubber. be superwoman... i dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otherwise, i fear it may be a useless life im living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah. ok time to work out.&lt;br /&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/38125164-5469298276261823550?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5469298276261823550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5469298276261823550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5469298276261823550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5469298276261823550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-proud.html' title='Not proud.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3538680880771449100</id><published>2011-01-31T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:23:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven and Earth.</title><content type='html'>But yet, in all things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is still good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Period.&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/38125164-3538680880771449100?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3538680880771449100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3538680880771449100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3538680880771449100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3538680880771449100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/01/heaven-and-earth.html' title='Heaven and Earth.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5887637347134914345</id><published>2011-01-29T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:24:58.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Skies &amp; Reflective Smiles</title><content type='html'>I want so much to swear. and complain about what i've gotten myself into.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i questioned why do i go to school and why did i do this and why am i feeling this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want so much to let it all go, and take flight and hide from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm finally here on my bed, still worrying about all the things about school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing else i can worry about, except what is due when.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hard to smile this evening. &amp;amp; really, i tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like in that second when i forgot how to change gears on the road, i don't know what to do with the things on the list. The only difference, its more than a second &amp;amp; my instructor seems to be invisible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5887637347134914345?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5887637347134914345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5887637347134914345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5887637347134914345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5887637347134914345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2011/01/grey-skies-reflective-smiles.html' title='Grey Skies &amp; Reflective Smiles'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-124853551868902738</id><published>2010-12-15T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:32:13.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He still loves me, right? Right.</title><content type='html'>Pressure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just like the gym. In the things that weighs us down, we gotta work those muscles and lift them up. Not forgetting the right posture so you don't injure yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but God, its not my strength. It's only yours that i can only succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-124853551868902738?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/124853551868902738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=124853551868902738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/124853551868902738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/124853551868902738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-still-loves-me-right-right.html' title='He still loves me, right? Right.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5925831362477180505</id><published>2010-11-30T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:39:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take me as i am.</title><content type='html'>i dont know what or how to feel. &lt;div&gt;maybe i cant even differentiate what is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know heaven is watching,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; maybe im doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know if im even supposed to feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but please dont take me as a fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just give me time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; somehow i'll find,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like He wants me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God help me, this i pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your love is what i need today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is f------, so teach me how to pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to live my life, according to what makes Your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be with me, oh Lord i pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos i dont know what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please help me take 'i' out of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So You can fill my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with Your love that never runs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5925831362477180505?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5925831362477180505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5925831362477180505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5925831362477180505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5925831362477180505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-me-as-i-am.html' title='take me as i am.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1788850661469337901</id><published>2010-10-04T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T03:30:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Time.</title><content type='html'>When does it become real?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly sometimes, it feels like its time to be emotional. &amp;amp; then you start to decrease on the smiles, increase on the louder sighs, and i dont know ... feel lousy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then. There's always something that will turn you around and then you think : Hey! i shouldnt be feeling this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, does it really matter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if it did, would it have ended up like it is today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are what we are, because of what we choose to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i . choose , to be contented. no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...xcept when im physically sick &amp;amp; tired... i get really grumpy and easily annoyed... but hey, i'm still working on that.. no one's perfect, right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when there the heart feels like it wants to run away, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll remember my favourite spot in the park/beach, where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sky is always wide, the sun still rises and sets beautifully, and the trees &amp;amp; flowers look lovely. and i know, i'll be strong again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; that's the attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;side note. its another week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tmr's monday.. what's that mean? it means. GYM! ladies hour (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;push harder, cos nothin's stopping 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/38125164-1788850661469337901?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1788850661469337901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1788850661469337901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1788850661469337901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1788850661469337901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-more-time.html' title='One More Time.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1230953555676573735</id><published>2010-09-19T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T01:28:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Opportunity.</title><content type='html'>That's what a crisis is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&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/38125164-1230953555676573735?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1230953555676573735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1230953555676573735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1230953555676573735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1230953555676573735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/09/dangerous-opportunity.html' title='Dangerous Opportunity.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6772934952034411410</id><published>2010-09-11T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:39:04.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my love.</title><content type='html'>who needs to get attached?&lt;div&gt;i don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look and feel the joy of a future God has prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; im feeling the joy. excitement of come what may. cos He's plan's gonna be legen.. wait for it... i hope you're not lactose intolerant cos the next word is dairy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so nope.. im more than just awesome, just as i am. because of who i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, don't take the black taxi.. starting cost is 5bucks, and 30cents for every 345m.. and extra charges on weekdays n sats frm 5pm... 35%. my trp to xpo from home cost me almost 11 bucks and 30 cents. .... i didnt know... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6772934952034411410?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6772934952034411410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6772934952034411410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6772934952034411410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6772934952034411410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-love.html' title='oh my love.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-145753201650850032</id><published>2010-09-09T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:04:00.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste.</title><content type='html'>its time to hang &amp;amp; chill.&lt;div&gt;tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya btw. sentosa tmr's postpponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think im sleeping in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then.&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/38125164-145753201650850032?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/145753201650850032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=145753201650850032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/145753201650850032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/145753201650850032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/09/waste.html' title='Waste.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1610544831225361097</id><published>2010-09-07T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:19:11.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk with me.</title><content type='html'>1. the air outside makes me dizzy &amp;amp; feel like vomiting.&lt;div&gt;2. i don't feel like studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. i fill so full from dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. when exams end tomorrow, we'll blast off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. blast off to the gym. fear: i've lost my health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. but its ok.  i can start again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. restrict clubbing. but i've got to admit, the atmosphere draws you back again when you feel like giving in to feeling the adrenaline. i've only been there once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. im thinking of all possibilities that life could bring next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. but ok, im gonna study nao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tmr at 430pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the club cant even handle me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no im just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gym cant even handle me right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no gym for 2 and a half weeks is scary when i go in tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi developmental psychology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1610544831225361097?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1610544831225361097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1610544831225361097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1610544831225361097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1610544831225361097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/09/walk-with-me.html' title='walk with me.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1309673476127208925</id><published>2010-09-04T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:40:27.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Above All.</title><content type='html'>Hi God.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just glad that i've got you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what the adolescent problems and crisis life may throw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter the earthquakes and making myself vulnerable of having the thought of losing my loved ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my comfort, my shelter, &amp;amp; my tower of refuge and strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll walk this road together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing compares to the promise i have in You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart beats for You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much Love.&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/38125164-1309673476127208925?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1309673476127208925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1309673476127208925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1309673476127208925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1309673476127208925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/09/above-all.html' title='Above All.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-674795148154176326</id><published>2010-08-26T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:14:32.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time, for a new adventure.</title><content type='html'>i don't know why, or what.&lt;div&gt;but its time for a renewed thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God i believe in You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you know you're in the moment, without words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when no words can describe the feeling you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; all you can do is smile with sparkling eyes.&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/38125164-674795148154176326?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/674795148154176326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=674795148154176326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/674795148154176326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/674795148154176326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-time-for-new-adventure.html' title='it&apos;s time, for a new adventure.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5284937898223065854</id><published>2010-08-21T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:19:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight i have fallen &amp; I cant get up.</title><content type='html'>I had to have alcohol (singapore sling, i couldnt find my absolute:/) at 3am to make me sleep.&lt;div&gt;then i woke up at 640am. went back to sleep around 7, and got out off bed at almost 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i had a spoon of ben&amp;amp;jerry's newyorkchoc. my anti-depressant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the uneasy and uncomfortable feeling of there's-no-words-that-i-can-use-to-describe it. all i know it makes me go argh. i don't know what to do. &amp;amp; i don't want to show. i think i dont know what to think, what to feel, what to do.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i talk so much about controlling emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discipline me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Control mine.&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/38125164-5284937898223065854?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5284937898223065854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5284937898223065854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5284937898223065854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5284937898223065854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/08/tonight-i-have-fallen-i-cant-get-up.html' title='Tonight i have fallen &amp; I cant get up.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7168778983897150033</id><published>2010-08-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:09:41.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In You I Trust.</title><content type='html'>Hello, done with dev psych proj! its a relief.&lt;br /&gt;all that's left this week is that presentation tmr, couns test on tues &amp;amp; ecs test on fri (major!).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, my mind has been full of thoughts lately. If its not about thinking about how to prioritize and schedule my time and not be lazy, its thinking about my walk with the Lord and the holy spirit. Like how i should be careful and watch out that i don't stop growing spiritually. It just scares me to know that i'm not growing personally with the Lord. I guess it is evident when i start to rely on my own strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's 21st anni's message said it all. &lt;b&gt;Trust, delight, and commit to the Lord. As tough and unwilling my soul can be, i pray my spirit will be strong enough to follow as He says. Then i know i'll have no regrets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, time to start planning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/38125164-7168778983897150033?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7168778983897150033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7168778983897150033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7168778983897150033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7168778983897150033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-you-i-trust.html' title='In You I Trust.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7441317740175645630</id><published>2010-07-29T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:24:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vhy?</title><content type='html'>i feel like sleeping ... &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till school is ova. one more proj &amp; presentation due and then we're done for the sem! (: &lt;br /&gt;oh and two tests nxt wk... and two exams after yog/ study break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go to the gym at all for a week. explains my unhealthy and high in fat body... prolly go tomorrow after class at 10am, and before yog at 130. Hope everything goes smoothly for yog. no flu or sickness, i pray. can sleep early and sound tonight! no more videos to edit for counselling.. \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when next friday's ova ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM EVERYDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nah. im just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;or maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7441317740175645630?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7441317740175645630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7441317740175645630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7441317740175645630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7441317740175645630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/07/vhy.html' title='Vhy?'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1676681626537076894</id><published>2010-07-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:22:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So small</title><content type='html'>Back from hongkong! The weekend seemed longer there. But anw, I'm back and it means back to school an all that life's await me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish the projects, mature more, be less lazy, more responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my body's tired, I feel like flying far away without having to think of the cons. Gym today sucked. My body's weaker now. Stopped at an hour 15 min, comparing to 2 hrs ish on Mondays.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thats just my rants. I know I've got quite alot to thank God for. I'll slowly grow, I promise, God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1676681626537076894?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1676681626537076894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1676681626537076894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1676681626537076894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1676681626537076894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-small.html' title='So small'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1189368125313382870</id><published>2010-06-30T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:20:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as i'm laughing with you.</title><content type='html'>so much has happened, i havent really gotten over it.&lt;div&gt;time has passed way too quickly, we couldn't stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anw, awesome birthday with awesome people. that's friday(: unforgettable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as you can feel that i'll be there for you, or i've assured you, even once, its for always. ok? remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life. is a four letter word with an impact so great that its hard to comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alot on my mind, once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm lifting it up to You, God, once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love.&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/38125164-1189368125313382870?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1189368125313382870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1189368125313382870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1189368125313382870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1189368125313382870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-long-as-im-laughing-with-you.html' title='As long as i&apos;m laughing with you.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5669593942705070416</id><published>2010-06-21T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:41:25.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for it.</title><content type='html'>Boring first day of school... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, the body analysis turned out good for me. all in healthy range. heavy structure, but fat and muscle mass are alright. yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its gonna be a pleasant week this week. SF trainings on tues&amp;amp;wed night. dinner with auntyjacq on thurs. Yog on friday, and get to see spaz on sat. ok &amp;amp; i'll slot gym in there somewhere... ahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, counselling psych, let me read your project criteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5669593942705070416?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5669593942705070416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5669593942705070416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5669593942705070416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5669593942705070416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/wait-for-it.html' title='Wait for it.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-876379261905815424</id><published>2010-06-19T01:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:52:49.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmasked.</title><content type='html'>Please don't fool me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Underneath all that smiles and sense of 'decency', we both know that sometimes my discernments prove me right. and no, i don't want to regret my choices you persuaded me to make. please. Watch yourself. As for me as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i pray to the Lord that everyday He'll make me wiser, so i don't lose out to people i shouldn't be losing out to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; you know. the Lord NEVER fails me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tested and supported.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-876379261905815424?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/876379261905815424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=876379261905815424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/876379261905815424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/876379261905815424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/unmasked.html' title='Unmasked.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5705451367469022421</id><published>2010-06-17T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:01:07.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave it.</title><content type='html'>im too tired and its so draining to think about all the things life can bring.&lt;div&gt;so instead, i leave it to the Lord to do His job. so mine is to only trust Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that's a lot better.. i mean comparing the brains, limits and capacity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like ... i'll never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what the heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll do worse on my own anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to what i have, i'll give my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God. Help me with people. Make me wise, so that i know when i should and should not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i don't regret what i'll do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5705451367469022421?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5705451367469022421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5705451367469022421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5705451367469022421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5705451367469022421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/leave-it.html' title='Leave it.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7311735926302247986</id><published>2010-06-12T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:27:30.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not doing it s.o.l.o</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; once again, i love my home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, not just because there's my bed and it's private.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its because i know im not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i forget that there's the father role in the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont get me wrong. for what its worth, my dad's an awesome man. its just unfortunate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; im just glad i've got my best cheerleader around. - my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; slowly i learn, in the different situations and talks with mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; so i realised my rolemodel... even in performance. it's still her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the heart, For the Lord. Gotta always keep that in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7311735926302247986?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7311735926302247986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7311735926302247986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7311735926302247986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7311735926302247986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-doing-it-solo.html' title='Not doing it s.o.l.o'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6266293528061699049</id><published>2010-06-09T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:05:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oye Como Va</title><content type='html'>On Jan 1 2010, i quoted Ana Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret of life is letting go&lt;br /&gt;The secret of love is letting it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of prayer is in a humble cry&lt;br /&gt;The power of change is in giving my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of life is a search for truth&lt;br /&gt;This journey of faith is following you&lt;br /&gt;Every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;Through the joy and the pain.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Feb 18 2010, i thought that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got that thing that all u want to do is lie on the bed and think about things, and how lovely it would be. That happy life, with unforced smiles everyday. You've got a gazillion reasons to love. There are no limits. You pick your kids up from soccer practice. They've got the loveliest faces of joy. You look at their dad, like you two never want to be apart. You enjoy everything you do, everything you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a life, worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll wait.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i spent the entire day at home. it was a 'i dont wanna do anything today' kinda day. haha. been listening to whole lot of music. i didnt even feel like gng to the gym! aiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was looking back thru old posts, and time really flies. we're at the middle of the year now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta keep reminding myself of the good things i once said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk project, gotta go sch for awhile for cds, and then i'll gym. promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6266293528061699049?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6266293528061699049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6266293528061699049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6266293528061699049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6266293528061699049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/oye-como-va.html' title='Oye Como Va'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5018067606006845367</id><published>2010-06-07T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:46:01.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a gloomy day.</title><content type='html'>Now... It's like. Sian. Just the thought of it is so ://///////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it's my time, but when the time finally  comes, i know it's gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt; So, for now. &lt;br /&gt;See u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5018067606006845367?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5018067606006845367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5018067606006845367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5018067606006845367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5018067606006845367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-gloomy-day.html' title='What a gloomy day.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1762303625974707282</id><published>2010-06-05T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T13:10:12.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more times, the lesser significance. stop saying sorry. prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, GIG AT NGEE ANN CITY!!! AT THE OPEN AREA ARND 8PM TODAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF-AN HOUR GIG. HYPED OUT FOR THAAT (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many people enlisting. ahh. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start taking those whey protein shakes soon!&lt;br /&gt;amore fitness club membership for a month! started ytd.&lt;br /&gt;holidays with 10 assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father i lift up all my friends to you.&lt;br /&gt;i pray you protect and guide each and everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;In their going out, and coming in.&lt;br /&gt;That they, through their different walks in life, school, work, ns, family, &lt;br /&gt;will lead happy days for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1762303625974707282?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1762303625974707282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1762303625974707282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1762303625974707282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1762303625974707282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-times-lesser-significance.html' title=''/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5569634179971954961</id><published>2010-05-23T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:20:35.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuring me.</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are different sides to me. its not that we're bipolar. just that there are timings for different season! yay im not that confused now, having said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a time to smile. and yeah, that time is often. but at who? thats at my own discernment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's a time when im EMO, or just simply need time on my own. so, thats your discernment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a time for teenage crazed chicflicks and punk-whateverrr attitude. keyword : HAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess my time for boylove hasn't come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's always my time for Godlove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, all things have timings, most things have phases, and the very few - a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Good Lord i think i just said something smart. that's cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love You, my big guy in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always.&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/38125164-5569634179971954961?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5569634179971954961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5569634179971954961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5569634179971954961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5569634179971954961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/05/figuring-me.html' title='Figuring me.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2233628999459061793</id><published>2010-05-19T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:03:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears in heaven - Eric Clapton</title><content type='html'>ARLOW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tests are coming! so are assignment deadlines. oh i should really start on ey essay. 1000 words.  :/ and art's like ... time consuming too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeling ... ... fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's nothing to be sad about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;letter came in from govt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos imma be turnin' 18 soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to let You know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll trade it all only to have You back here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who am i kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love. feel it. have it. give it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2233628999459061793?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2233628999459061793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2233628999459061793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2233628999459061793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2233628999459061793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/05/tears-in-heaven-eric-clapton.html' title='Tears in heaven - Eric Clapton'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1782944072759476106</id><published>2010-05-11T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:19:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks.</title><content type='html'>God is good.&lt;div&gt;All the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1782944072759476106?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1782944072759476106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1782944072759476106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1782944072759476106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1782944072759476106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks.html' title='Thanks.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2251209738838044100</id><published>2010-05-06T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:31:54.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you die trying to get up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling. something's not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;amp; then i realize i'm better off without .y.o.u.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No-you policy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just never right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My world's just never here with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'So sing along for me, baby.' - 3 cheers for 5 years. mayday parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/38125164-2251209738838044100?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2251209738838044100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2251209738838044100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2251209738838044100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2251209738838044100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-you-die-trying-to-get-up.html' title='When you die trying to get up.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2079714724921767957</id><published>2010-04-26T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:40:50.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAM QUIETLY.</title><content type='html'>THERE'S SO MUCH TO DO .. SO MUCH TOO MUCH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i haven't even got the time to think about friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week's list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanoi gig practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 questions frm Hebrews (cg.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;writing thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swimming &amp;amp; gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't spend time thinking about the future already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just because i have to live now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why i need to fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God be with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holy fish mackerel.&lt;/div&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/38125164-2079714724921767957?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2079714724921767957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2079714724921767957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2079714724921767957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2079714724921767957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/scream-quietly.html' title='SCREAM QUIETLY.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3891187925194472327</id><published>2010-04-25T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:57:31.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today will soon be gone.</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dental appointment &amp;amp; shopped @ orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-church. she's so cute. &amp;amp; good. never stop trying. don't regret. don't waste. be grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bedok, then dempsey hill. i liked my cocktail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-played 5.10 &amp;amp; indian poker with wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back home around 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.cell group multiplication next week. coming friday. &amp;amp; i won't be there. but anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the time has come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me to do more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then what i've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. &amp;amp; the after effect of peanuts and alcohol, and traveling at 100km/h... isn't so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. time for crunches before i hit the sheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh God my life is for you to work through. nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so do what You must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love.&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/38125164-3891187925194472327?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3891187925194472327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3891187925194472327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3891187925194472327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3891187925194472327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-will-soon-be-gone.html' title='Today will soon be gone.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8343471431700325930</id><published>2010-04-22T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:06:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Alone.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know whether its because of the lack of energy, or the weather, that it's so peaceful. oh, and maybe its because i'm fasting. And it's not just today... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, first week of school's coming to an end after one hour of lecture tomorrow starting at 9. i've got developmental psych, counseling psych, freehand drawing, early years principles &amp;amp; practice, and research methods (BORING!, &amp;amp; it includes more stats). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and i swam for the first time on tues in like... 2 years?! in school, since tampines swimming complex was closed .. is closed on tuesday til 2.30pm. goodness. i stopped like 4 times in one lap. swam back&amp;amp;forth 6 times. &amp;amp; the lady swimming nearby did countless laps without stopping at all :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the school's pool's not bad. deep end's 4m! (i swam at the side) &amp;amp; the the toilet there has showers (:  &amp;amp; remember to bring your goggles! i totally forgot about them... &amp;amp; water got into my nose a couple of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoos, i should prolly head to the gym tomorrow after school. im missing one session. need 3 a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh. &amp;amp; i'll be playing the cajon for cell group tomorrow! &amp;amp; im gonna break fast tomorrow too! at 7pm. before cell starts. was thinking of subway. haha. but depends on whr im at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, HANOI!!!!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th april.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna miss spastics' 29th :/ but i'll make it up (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always great to have friends like'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out. yo&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/38125164-8343471431700325930?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8343471431700325930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8343471431700325930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8343471431700325930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8343471431700325930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-week.html' title='Never Alone.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2492444679810582660</id><published>2010-04-19T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:46:36.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's only with. There's no without You.</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;div&gt;ok i just watched the last ep of glee.. it explains the 'hello' in caps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of school today. &amp;amp; the lecture's so boring. ok. &amp;amp; i slept.during.lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha and with tutorial cancelled, gymed for 3 hours. WHOOOO!! &amp;amp; since it was ladies' hour, might as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And something interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think God knew i was gonna fast this week, so before i started today, He gave me nice foood yesterday! Food from bugis street for lunch! &amp;amp; subway for dinner! with kinder bueno &amp;amp; mango! Good enough to last me. ehhhehheheeee. God's just so sweeeet. that's why the title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so day 1's almost over. &amp;amp; i can smell the food from the kitchen... ok it doesn't matter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mtt just got cancelled so im spending the evening at home. yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a nice first day.&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/38125164-2492444679810582660?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2492444679810582660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2492444679810582660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2492444679810582660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2492444679810582660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-only-with-theres-no-without-you.html' title='There&apos;s only with. There&apos;s no without You.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6252822602482136473</id><published>2010-04-16T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:45:01.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with your heart.</title><content type='html'>yo whatup.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played the cajon today for cellgroup for the first time! ahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played fhw for the first time today too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesomez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so school starts monday. immah year 2 student naooo! wow, time flies. im turnin' 18 already. this kid's growin' up. but still, doesn't mean im all that.. character's important and im tryin' to make the best out of my God-given life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 blister today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank God my lips are okay! just that maybe i've got the tendency to move my mouth more towards the left. bro says that maybe some nerve got shocked and it twitches.. oh well... &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/38125164-6252822602482136473?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6252822602482136473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6252822602482136473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6252822602482136473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6252822602482136473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-your-heart.html' title='with your heart.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2651432898354479238</id><published>2010-04-12T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:11:10.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance with You.</title><content type='html'>"i saw a day with no more tears, no more suffering."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You can lean on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can stand by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can hold my hand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pride of living a life that's filled with love and compassion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a life not lived for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a life, im gonna live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happens when you fall? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you get up and stand tall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.restoration.net.nz/"&gt;Restoration&lt;/a&gt; &gt; these guys r awesome.&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/38125164-2651432898354479238?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2651432898354479238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2651432898354479238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2651432898354479238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2651432898354479238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/dance-with-you.html' title='Dance with You.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-9213785921924599004</id><published>2010-04-12T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:02:27.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatup.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this week's the last week of-doing-anything-without-worrying-bout-school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking it easy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was ... interesting. fell sick, got hit-red jellybean lips, fell down-bruised. All in the same week. But as always, i got well, jellybean shrinked, and bruises are healing. and, i shed a'lil weight cos i got sick. ahah, unintentionally, trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. gotta maintain and improve body fitness. Stay Healthy! &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/38125164-9213785921924599004?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/9213785921924599004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=9213785921924599004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/9213785921924599004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/9213785921924599004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/whatup.html' title=''/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7995581170395626727</id><published>2010-04-11T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:06:37.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like...&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flying away to where u are.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank God my lip is healing..&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/38125164-7995581170395626727?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7995581170395626727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7995581170395626727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7995581170395626727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7995581170395626727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8888530855858074494</id><published>2010-04-05T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:15:38.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A passion for your name.</title><content type='html'>okay, so maybe i can't remember much of my childhood. and that's a'lil sad.&lt;div&gt;but y'know what, for the fact that im here, good to go &amp;amp; up for life, proves that even though i can't remember, someone's up there watching over me. to make sure i turn out okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there maybe moments of terror and pain, but hey, without that, im just 2d. flat in the heart &amp;amp; mind. not real at all. they'll test you. &amp;amp; i hope you get an A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i know we'll make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope u do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/is it cold today? my bod's feeling cold under the blankies. g'nna have me a hot shower. then shall heads to the gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-8888530855858074494?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8888530855858074494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8888530855858074494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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there is imperfection, you know when we're put together, we'll work something out, with fun n love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to sentosa again on tues. fun time too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to sp to jam, and acs(i) on wed's night for yog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;broke fast at 5ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to cedargirls today (thurs) for yog &amp;amp; soccer at nus after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still planning my time for tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to work out and go service. figure that out later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;concert to go to on sat at vch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-black dress and black heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just had ice cream and chips (:&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/38125164-2608730991215376819?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2608730991215376819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2608730991215376819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2608730991215376819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2608730991215376819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-got-god-you.html' title='i&apos;ve got God. you?'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8292060856905486613</id><published>2010-03-29T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:27:44.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To who you think you are.</title><content type='html'>i can tell you as much of my life ..&lt;div&gt;but thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you won't hear me talking about you in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i'd say is that i come in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its that shallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its up to you, to figure out who you is referring to.&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' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7233079624364101643</id><published>2010-03-28T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:30:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"hey gorgeous."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/S64zU3CzgRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/u6jfphp31jc/s1600/23696948644034l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/S64zU3CzgRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/u6jfphp31jc/s200/23696948644034l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453352632258363666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i believe it was a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; i know you loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There never will be a reason for me to doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7233079624364101643?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7233079624364101643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7233079624364101643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7233079624364101643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7233079624364101643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='&quot;hey gorgeous.&quot;'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/S64zU3CzgRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/u6jfphp31jc/s72-c/23696948644034l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-604473465154746795</id><published>2010-03-27T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:04:33.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain on me.</title><content type='html'>that short walk.run. home gave alot to think.pray about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna fast again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, besides all the fun plans and activities .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realized what keeps me going to the gym.. besides fitness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when im at the gym, its like nothing can possibly go wrong while im working out. and i mean nothing, except physically. my mind just keeps telling me to do more and really, just do it. you don't have to think about anything. just focusing on working out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-604473465154746795?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/604473465154746795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>life's waiting to begin.</title><content type='html'>thank God for great friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so good about life?&lt;br /&gt;it gives us the opportunity to make things happen, to do something worth the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im telling you, its so much better.. when you know there's someone up there who's always looking at you, waiting to give you the best if you'd only ask.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at ease to know that u's are okay, and getting on well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/no soccer tmr.. need to video gig at swissotel. gym tmr's double effort, hopefully double the burn. kk. band tgt with J,A2, 's gonna be interesting to start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2476081092921793740?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8439086630957668358</id><published>2010-03-18T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:15:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home at 7.30am today. waited for first train at cityhall macs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went overnight prayer meeting yesterday, after babysitting, which was after gym. it was a good time. whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's 3rd day of fast, and im gonna break fast tmr evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its good to have God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, vocal training (1st lesson from mom's friend), spend time with mommy, movement class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh its raining!&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/38125164-8439086630957668358?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8439086630957668358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8439086630957668358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8439086630957668358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8439086630957668358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7804972474260937899</id><published>2010-03-10T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:16:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come to the edge.</title><content type='html'>hello,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movement class yesterday was interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; sentosa before that was fun ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel the pain of the sun now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's plan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gym n soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what, im leaving you as you are. i'll just have to watch my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7804972474260937899?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7804972474260937899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7804972474260937899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7804972474260937899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7804972474260937899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-to-edge.html' title='come to the edge.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6391836220625980880</id><published>2010-03-06T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:09:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EE OH EE OH EE OH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;mommy called 995 &lt;/div&gt;and the ambulance just came to my house.&lt;div&gt;breathlessness and abdominal pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i got up at noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but never go la. they checked me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pain subsided...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall write my will and my last words to everybody incase of sudden poof/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont panic, im fine.&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/38125164-6391836220625980880?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6391836220625980880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6391836220625980880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6391836220625980880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6391836220625980880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm contented as i am.&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/38125164-7242329671407299350?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7242329671407299350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7242329671407299350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7242329671407299350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7242329671407299350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-fall.html' title='When i fall.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-716068211064674732</id><published>2010-03-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:52:22.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have i told you.</title><content type='html'>yo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat's chingay gig was alright. heard the floats came by to early. didn't perform one segment. but ok la. after that, 2 birthdays to go to. sf guy, and kat's bf.. walked from tampines (1st) to pasir ris park (2nd celeb). tonned till 6ish on sunday. guitar, sing, poker, orange juice, and all the other drinks. cycled back with bro's bike. woke up at 3pm. then go mtt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, ecp with spazzies.. (: cycling and satay n stingray :D . then cabbed to practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tues, i shall gym, go mama's house for awhile, go home, eat dinner with family, celebrate bro's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wed - suntec with A, dinner with family at orchard, for bro. (woke up too late for gym)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr, soccer at 7pm. must go gym b4 that ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fri, gig at resort's world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat, church! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok , diet starts tmr.. HAHHAAHHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had aunty anne's cinnamon raisin pretzel just nowwww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-716068211064674732?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/716068211064674732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=716068211064674732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/716068211064674732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/716068211064674732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-i-told-you.html' title='Have i told you.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-589986270852431288</id><published>2010-02-26T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:30:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Like A Rushing Wind</title><content type='html'>freeeee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went to nus to play soccer for the first time today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-gig this sat at tampines central for chingay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-walked home from tampines gym yesterday. it takes about an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-im gonna do it again cos the highway is windy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my new diet plan is no food after 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&amp;amp; i altered from no food to only healthy food after 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-im hungry now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-so im gonna drink milk n go sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-need to go gym tmr/later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i think hollywood has too much of an influence... im thinking it affects my dreams... cos my dreams are so cool. explosions and love, both literally. probably bcos of diehard n all the chicflicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-589986270852431288?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/589986270852431288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=589986270852431288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/589986270852431288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/589986270852431288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/come-like-rushing-wind.html' title='Come Like A Rushing Wind'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5700714149467997606</id><published>2010-02-23T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:20:07.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signals.</title><content type='html'>IO!!!!&lt;div&gt;all papers are like screwed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ok, i learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr's final paper... essay'ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, i've got more time on my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea, &amp;amp; i upgraded to iphone hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;godpa's leaving tmr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, io.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&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/38125164-5700714149467997606?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5700714149467997606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5700714149467997606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5700714149467997606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5700714149467997606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/signals.html' title='signals.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3346117215914782616</id><published>2010-02-18T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:23:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Long Shot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;I've got that thing that all u want to do is lie on the bed and think about things, and how lovely it would be. That happy life, with unforced smiles everyday. You've got a gazillion reasons to love. There are no limits. You pick your kids up from soccer practice. They've got the loveliest faces of joy. You look at their dad, like you two never want to be apart. You enjoy everything you do, everything you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;That's a life, worth the wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Wait till i meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok now study... have i told u i hate studying? like strongly detest it. i can't stand it for more than half hour. and my breaks r longer .. can't stay home tomorrow... cos all i do at home is eat and eat and eat.. sigh, gym tmr. and and.. gig at tampines central on 27th! next sat ah. me's in it! (: excited man. &amp;amp; resort world in march! hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. poof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-3346117215914782616?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3346117215914782616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3346117215914782616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3346117215914782616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3346117215914782616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-long-shot.html' 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bout oranges today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so fast now. 3 days are over and i gotta get my bum studying for exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;io &amp;amp; physio &amp;amp; percog psych. next mon to wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then its freedom! all the things that we can do (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k. gym tmr/later. then study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brains are in your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5366101233499033001?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5366101233499033001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5366101233499033001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5366101233499033001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5366101233499033001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-sky.html' title='Red Sky.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-5214290423094375771</id><published>2010-02-16T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:07:49.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what i am.</title><content type='html'>yo, whatup.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deanna's house tmr! \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss my spazzies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i need to go gym tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked at pasir ris park today with godpa for an hour, to get rid of lunch's calories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched v day and little big soldier today, and wolfman yesterday with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; just finished my drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok good enough to fall asleep on the bed, instantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i'll be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-5214290423094375771?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/5214290423094375771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=5214290423094375771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5214290423094375771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/5214290423094375771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-what-i-am.html' title='This is what i am.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1055748325709699072</id><published>2010-02-12T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:58:42.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gotta be better than this</title><content type='html'>my head's like blank. &lt;div&gt;i'll stop trying to think of things to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1055748325709699072?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1055748325709699072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-4724622513331223653</id><published>2010-02-11T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:28:39.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its more than just the surface.</title><content type='html'>Cut my hair!&lt;div&gt;ok its not very obvious but anyhoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i should go sleep now. cos my mind is cluttered. and i don't know what to think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sleeping should organize my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea and i changed the layout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. i'm still finding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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HALLELUJAH! thank God for good proj mates. they’re so nice and Coolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anyhoos, happy chinese new year, and happy valentine’s day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Futura, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;im gonna cut my hair tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;exams next next mon to wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; after that, FREEDOM! from school la.. can go gym everyday alr. LOL crazy im just kidding. Or maybe … haha but we get to do so much other stuff n hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;ohya. &amp;amp; i think child psych &amp;amp; developmental psych’s gonna be interesting. saw a slightly abnormal person on the bus with his parents i think. quite grown up &amp;amp; not so bad. wrote down some questions and points to note for next time. like their cognition, language, dressing. whether they’re socially sensitive, issue of social desirability. &amp;amp; attachment ... ok, i dont usually think of such things on the bus unless its really ... idk, helpful information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Right, anyway. chinese new year food’s making me fat.... all the pineapple tarts. ok, gd night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(79, 129, 189); font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; you know what, i believe in a happily ever after. just as long as we make an effort, its possible&lt;/span&gt;. anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(79, 129, 189); font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(79, 129, 189); font-family:Futura;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4F81BD;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-8188160914647991801?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8188160914647991801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8188160914647991801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8188160914647991801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8188160914647991801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-what-you-make-it-to-be.html' title='Life&apos;s what you make it to be.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1369319401714458627</id><published>2010-02-03T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:49:30.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Just a Simple Smile.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finished io stuff. Presentation TOMORROW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im getting sick... flu pls fly away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya, worked out at gym for about 2hrs today :D 1.45 to 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i decided to skip cds revision lecture at 6pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1369319401714458627?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1369319401714458627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1369319401714458627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1369319401714458627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1369319401714458627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-just-simple-smile.html' title='Its Just a Simple Smile.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1294559821943379802</id><published>2010-02-01T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:46:35.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Delayed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;HELLO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;right now im at penang’s airport . waiting for the gate to open.. anyway, we always have to reflect on our lives to see the areas that needs to be improved and corrected right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;  min-height: 19.0pxcolor:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; ;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;So, that leaves me to stand corrected all the time, well atleast majority of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;  min-height: 19.0pxcolor:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;-wake up with a smile on my face.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; (Anti-grumpy Policy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;-keep it little and neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; (Increase responsibility and tidyness Policy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;  min-height: 19.0pxcolor:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;ok i’ll update this soon. im feeling sleepy now. will probably sleep on the flight instead of revising for later’s peer critique assessment (the reason why im flying back first alone.) but dude, this feels so independent.. me’s growing up. haha. oh yea, remember to ask godpa bout the difference between love and infatuation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura;  min-height: 19.0pxcolor:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Futura; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;God, how will i do with someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1294559821943379802?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1294559821943379802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1294559821943379802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1294559821943379802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1294559821943379802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/02/flight-delayed.html' title='Flight Delayed'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3571178361249329608</id><published>2010-01-30T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:13:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLD ON!</title><content type='html'>HELLO IM IN PENANG NOW (:&lt;div&gt;brought barney along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today .. grow fat alr.. did nothing but eat &amp;amp; galavant. their kuay teow, rojak, wan than mee, yong tau foo, and all that ... man... haha. our room at the hotel's smaller than last time, but its got a sea view... so not too bad laa.. went for a drink with godpa n bro after dinner at the hotel's counter bar. teehee. not drunk la. just slightly higher level of dopamine in the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must wake up at 7 to go gym later. hopefully i wake up la.. my face seriously got rounder alr. all the unhealthy food. but shiok lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;i want to be a better person. better friend, better girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. IO presentation..&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/38125164-3571178361249329608?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3571178361249329608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3571178361249329608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3571178361249329608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3571178361249329608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/hold-on.html' title='HOLD ON!'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7287583284344582177</id><published>2010-01-21T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:57:38.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dove with the leaf.</title><content type='html'>i am back..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay the previous post was retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so am i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to queensway with mom today to get shoes... but either no size, not nice, or not worth it... but its ok la, i wont die without it. wait for penang again lor haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's no school day but we gotta do project :/ at 10.30am... gotta bring barney along too. then gym, and shop at T1 i think.. i gotta get presents already. then bugis for cg dinner. I AM SERIOUSLY CONSIDERING TO CHANGE! and i'll most probably be going for sat's service again so i can recharge/work on sunday... i very much like sat's service.. feels like the old times , &amp;amp; i dont fall asleep! and alaris (i think that's her name) is gonna perform too! except that sunday 10am service... i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i am not even sure of making migration plans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would love to, but would you come with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA four years from now atleast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i ever settle down there, come visit k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i probably dont know much about where my future's headed to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i know now is school,  2 years bond, and i dont know thereafter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know what i'll do, but i dont know where i'll do it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, i guess its okay not to know.. that's what trusting God is all about right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll lead me wherever He wants me to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N i told Him to make my decisions cos sometimes im really bad at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No 2 choices, just 1's enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sober tonight. but no alcohol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg speaking of which, i ate katong laksa and chicken curry with mommy at queensway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stomach huat ah.. sui bo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its been long... and  i do feel the sense of responsibility for my mom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess thats what 12 years without u did for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll probably do another reflection on the 12 years on the 23rd... omg its just scary sometimes- the imagination and flash backs.. but for the fact im here today, not drunk, not doing drugs, still safe and still sound. thanks. im not all that, but i am definitely stronger.&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/38125164-7287583284344582177?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7287583284344582177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7287583284344582177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7287583284344582177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7287583284344582177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/dove-with-leaf.html' title='A dove with the leaf.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3825099743071889676</id><published>2010-01-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:44:39.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distraction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Hello there. My name is Glorianne and i am turning eighteen this year! some say, FINALLY! and some say, SO OLD! i guess its pretty much both ways. Age is something we can appreciate or force ourselves to forget it. But why hate the number of the couple of years we've gone through? in everything, we shall be grateful. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Anyhoos, im pretty much normal, except i get nonsensical sometimes. i won't tell you what's normal about me. instead, i'll tell you what's not. i guess that's what differentiate me from you. I think i get stupid 30 percent of the time. sometimes, it's unconscious. that natural eh. But my version of stupid is just … i don't know. like i shouldn't have said that, based on your reaction. but nah, i learnt not to hate myself for that. sometimes when i'm being stupid, you'll never know how it can encourage others. cos sense will tell them that i am being stupid, and this proves that hey, at least they have sense to tell me that im being stupid. Why worry about me when i tell myself to 'get over it' almost all the time to every heart trouble.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;So, so much for being stupid. Anyway, sometimes i get really mad and i don't know what to do, so i scream in my little head for awhile, if not out loud, or sing. sometimes i run, but it doesn't make me feel better after i stop. sigh, body and mind, soul and spirit, i don't know … &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;and i guess i am not normal because i know you see my flaws and i'll tell you now that if you're my friend, you'll tell me that. and of course, you'd already know how to. if you don't, i'll teach you how to tell your friend (which is me) her mistakes, if you ask. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ok. but i guess i am normal because i also like long walks on the beach and hope for world peace. hehehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;i like to laugh. and if you're like me, you love it too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;but yes, i enjoy short moments of silence. but that's another stupid story on my future love story. that's probably weird too. but again, i am not you, nor the person beside you, unless i am really sitting beside you. which i doubt. and so, i don't know what else to say so im ending this now. see, that's how i distract myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-3825099743071889676?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3825099743071889676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3825099743071889676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3825099743071889676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3825099743071889676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/distraction.html' title='Distraction.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2908938036286595808</id><published>2010-01-18T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:03:40.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Make It.</title><content type='html'>i think im growing fatter...&lt;div&gt;gosh. this means more sweat to lose... .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. tomorrow's stadium and push all the way.. wider strides...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... after school. oh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna get my asics classic (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planning to go to queensway to get 'em and hopefully get good buys, on thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok school. i will listen in lectures n tutorials. &amp;amp; i will finish by deadlines.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; exams r after cny.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!&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:#339999;"&gt;can't wait to see you again (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;i think i like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2908938036286595808?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2908938036286595808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2908938036286595808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2908938036286595808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2908938036286595808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-make-it.html' title='We&apos;ll Make It.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6856530511915586365</id><published>2010-01-17T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:23:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i stopped wondering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;God all i ask of you is to be with me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;that you'll walk with me through all my days.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;that i can laugh and shed tears together with you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;You'll be the first person i'll turn to with my joy and sorrow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;That whenever i imagine that i am in lack,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;please slap my face if you must.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;Because i know i suck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;i have come to the point to say that i am nothing without you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;But with you, i can be everything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;I'm tired of feelings and being stuck in my head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;I look to you, cos i know you'll lead me through.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;I am your beloved daughter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;And i trust you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;tired from today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;but i must know that no effort is wasted in helping others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;that concludes the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;but i had fun on saturday (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;simpang rotijohn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;plus rice n popcorn today, tomorrow's week is workout plan x2. run more, and double sets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;my legs are no more aching badly.. means its time to run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ok, now .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;-short workout, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;-shower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;-&amp;amp; complete report.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ohmyGod help me in my reports.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6856530511915586365?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6856530511915586365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6856530511915586365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6856530511915586365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6856530511915586365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-stopped-wondering.html' title='i stopped wondering.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1165389670527041890</id><published>2010-01-13T18:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:43:02.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says - John Mayer</title><content type='html'>Changed workout routine!&lt;div&gt;no more gym on mon &amp;amp; wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new plan - run at stadium n do the workout (squats and all that)... from mon-thurs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday's no school... so maybe gym or smth .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;(i'll still go gym on mon&amp;amp;wed.. because after that workout, u wont feel like running the next day.. seriously! climb stairs also pain.. so go gym train upper bod.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's first time trying out that workout... &amp;amp; my thighs are exhausted already... lol. it means not bad... its the same feeling i had after i came back from snowboarding (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for godpa to come back!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but b4 that, i gotta clear like 4 projects? im lazy to count now... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;(its 6! omg :/ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey hey heidi's birthday party's on sunday! means i'll go sat service.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will see many kids, hope we get along.. who wants to play musical chairs?! \o/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, dont drink mountain dew (high caffeine) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 hrs sleep is v.impt (organizes your thoughts for better retrieval of encoded information &amp;amp; more times to dream).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; drink alot of water.&lt;/div&gt;&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/38125164-1165389670527041890?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1165389670527041890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1165389670527041890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1165389670527041890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1165389670527041890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-says-john-mayer.html' title='Who Says - John Mayer'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2873472420528852010</id><published>2010-01-12T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:22:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCIPLINE.</title><content type='html'>i had four spoons of fried rice n 75g of kettle chips.&lt;div&gt;and im still thinking if i should run track today cos it looks like its gonna rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still in school now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAR,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;discipline, glorianne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, last night's dream. it was too sweet n nice .. thought the time had finally come, but then i woke up. its one of those which u keep playing in your mind over and over again and every time u wished it was true. oh man... this is terrible. im losing my focus. God please help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2873472420528852010?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2873472420528852010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2873472420528852010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2873472420528852010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2873472420528852010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/discipline.html' title='DISCIPLINE.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-849343440347878475</id><published>2010-01-10T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:22:04.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Are You Down down down down down</title><content type='html'>yay just put together my working out playlist.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its another week to make sure my existence on earth is not wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring me back to gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell u i'd rather work out all day then crack my head to do assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, found out there's a photo of me on teens poly handbook n saw many of my faces on the dip in ecs brochure during open house. and its scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that, i think i'll let my brain rest. ohcrap, online quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, after i shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think we're cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-849343440347878475?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/849343440347878475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=849343440347878475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/849343440347878475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/849343440347878475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-are-you-down-down-down-down-down.html' title='Baby Are You Down down down down down'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-4643916036180539862</id><published>2010-01-08T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:38:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To know You won't let go.</title><content type='html'>first week of 2010 hath ended, yo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went gym on mon, wed, and today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ran track on tues &amp;amp; thurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i hope this lasts for awhile man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished my IO assignment at 3.30am this morning, with mom&amp;amp;bro's help in writing bout my dad on leadership.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, be with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these i pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amen.&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/38125164-4643916036180539862?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4643916036180539862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=4643916036180539862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4643916036180539862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4643916036180539862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-know-you-wont-let-go.html' title='To know You won&apos;t let go.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-744150465742210930</id><published>2010-01-06T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:50:52.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just need to remind yourself from time to time, &amp; i'll be glad to help if you want.</title><content type='html'>its time to get healthy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sat beside a smoker today in cds class.. that really stinks n my lungs got exposed to pollution and harmful chemicals :(  why do people even smoke? causes lung cancer, bad breath, yellow teeth and nails, and smelly clothes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, gymed again today after visiting sec sch band.. &amp;amp; submitted our cds project! (: sigh, and many more to go... 5 assignment undone and dued this/next week. RAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i think ive talked alot today, or atleast in my mind if not out loud. tired from gym ( that's a good sign, it means i really worked out hehe. ) this shall be short, and you know i think of u's every now and then. and its not hard to guess that "u's" , means   you and you and you and you and list goes on and on and on and on ... and on and on ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok good night (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-744150465742210930?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/744150465742210930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=744150465742210930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/744150465742210930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/744150465742210930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-just-need-to-remind-yourself-from.html' title='You just need to remind yourself from time to time, &amp; i&apos;ll be glad to help if you want.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-816450327919451421</id><published>2010-01-04T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:19:34.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROGRESSION</title><content type='html'>just finished IO psych on fb. im like 3 hrs late in submission yeah im an ass. fingers crossed that what i wrote made good enough sense...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY. hello you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think today's a nice day spent. church (which i went out halfway cos of stomach ache, rar.) , and lunch/subway with phryne @ white sands (: . then mtt .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is just to remind me of the convo in the van ... i need aggression in playing. get the aggression first, then control it. so even when its a fun and groovy piece of music, i'll do it well. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Aggression.&lt;/span&gt; i'll give it a shot in playing. energy man. Set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya... new plan.. gym 3 times a week... not sure bout HIIT interval cardiac exercise on alternate days. but will give it a shot maybe next week.. just see how i'll fare with 3 times of gym first. haha. starts tomorrow.. oh today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's plan, gym @ 2. go sch @ 4 for project. Babysit @ 530. man i hope they remember me after what seems to be so long to me... cos they're so cute LA. school's sdl this week. hope i finish all the assignments man... this is what we get for self proclaimed holiday week - assignments and stuff to read...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, the blind side is REALLY GOOD STUFF! come to think about it, shows that involve football's got good stuff in it... like Remember The Titans, Facing The Giants, and The Blind Side. man... watched that til 4 in the morn yesterday.. really good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, &amp;amp; i thought of my simple motto for this year... call it resolution or not i dont know also. motto sounds funny but anyway .. it goes along the lines of putting others first before my benefit... it sounds fulfilling right.. ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't do no nothing without Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like shit serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-816450327919451421?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/816450327919451421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=816450327919451421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/816450327919451421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/816450327919451421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/progression.html' title='PROGRESSION'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6117223911309082268</id><published>2010-01-01T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:05:50.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Of Love, is letting it show.</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanksgiving cell was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then to ian's house for countdown with sf buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok we didn't exactly count down.. we watched donnie yen movies instead. &amp;amp;after eagle eye's introduction and half an episode of the mentalist, brains went poofed. and we needed no brainer movies to stay awake. so night at the museum 2! ok it didn't really matter cos i was half alive, fully mentally asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to 24hr coffeeshop at pasir ris at 4ish. and waited for sunrise at aviation park, changi. that was really really nice. came back 7ish and went to sleep straight til almost 4pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe. &amp;amp; just watched Facing The Giants. GOOD STUFF, seriously. go watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should go do my sdL now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is impossible, with You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;The secret of life is letting go&lt;br /&gt;The secret of love is letting it show&lt;br /&gt;In all that i do&lt;br /&gt;In all that i say&lt;br /&gt;Right here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of prayer is in a humble cry&lt;br /&gt;The power of change is in giving my life&lt;br /&gt;I’m laying it down&lt;br /&gt;Down at your feet&lt;br /&gt;Right here in this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&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:verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;The journey of life is a search for truth&lt;br /&gt;This journey of faith is following you&lt;br /&gt;Every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;Through the joy and the pain&lt;br /&gt;Right here in this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#545559;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&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:verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;-Ana Laura's "Completely"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/38125164-6117223911309082268?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6117223911309082268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6117223911309082268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6117223911309082268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6117223911309082268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2010/01/secret-of-love-is-letting-it-show.html' title='The Secret Of Love, is letting it show.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3943260902202360146</id><published>2009-12-31T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:35:16.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want, i'll find you. Whatever it takes.</title><content type='html'>hello chipmunks,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night i dreamt that we saw cute aliens in a basket that functions like cats. except their tails were at the back of their heads and had three limbs on each side of the body.  &amp;amp; their eyes looked like stitch's eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i also dreamt we went swimming! not the cute aliens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's plan : thanksgiving cg, countdown? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's plan : sentosa? if not, i should be home doing sdl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day after tomorrow's plan : haji lane with A .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah i finished reading &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Dear John&lt;/span&gt; @ 3am ish today/last night. (: nice story. its like fulfilling yet sad... but that's love not everyone can show. cos there's vulnerability too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today's the last day of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to say goodbye to the good and bad times, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we hope for better memories ahead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have faith for anything better yet to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything can happen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-3943260902202360146?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3943260902202360146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3943260902202360146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3943260902202360146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3943260902202360146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-chipmunks-last-night-i-dreamt.html' title='If you want, i&apos;ll find you. Whatever it takes.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6346192461477082988</id><published>2009-12-28T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:07:20.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Where You Are</title><content type='html'>First day of school.&lt;br /&gt;yadayadayada. its simple,&lt;br /&gt;life's for us to learn to love, and learn to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;no sentosa for me tomorrow, maybe on friday, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dad, remember mount fuji ? i roughly do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever it takes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Where You are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;These miles have torn us worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;Standing underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the years that were erased&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the little things I never thought that they’d mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the beating of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I see the shadows of your face&lt;br /&gt;Just know that wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the years that were erased&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the little things&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that they’d mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away from where you are&lt;br /&gt;These miles have torn us worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&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/38125164-6346192461477082988?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3756703863479459382</id><published>2009-12-27T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:15:38.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I stumble &amp; fall, but I mean these words</title><content type='html'>Slept a total of 16ish hours last night.&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; thank God for edi's sms in the morning that woke me up, in time for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So service was good. helped out in the shifting, then decided to head back to base. house la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missed a malay wedding :o . lazy/no md.. nvm still got izzy's&amp;amp;syaf's one next time, right &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished the bowl of curry devil (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll See You Soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these seems so shallow i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose not to go clubbing on christmas eve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i resisted buying alcohol @ ntuc today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I Love You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't Forget Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Know You Won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos You Love Me Too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;Happy Belated Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-3756703863479459382?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3756703863479459382/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-4258314567657818768</id><published>2009-12-26T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:08:03.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas' over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;T'was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slept for awhile, and stayed up talking with the girls at D's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was definitely worth while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;life's a gift. &amp;amp; on borrowed time, anything can happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so thank God for the awesome people in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reached home arnd 0830. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp; slept til 5ish 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back to school on monday. rar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;L.o.v.e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-4258314567657818768?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4258314567657818768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=4258314567657818768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4258314567657818768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4258314567657818768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing Day'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-890300237827671950</id><published>2009-12-23T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:50:02.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes its so :/ to see people change only part of their lives, and neglect the rest of it. you know what i mean, friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if its important enough, maybe you'll see it, hopefully soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres always a bigger picture than our restricted eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;,gotta keep reminding myself of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sf thanksgiving was really great. its not just a ministry, its another 'family' that grows tgt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's christmas eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon, its another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year of more wisdom, maturity and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as these increase, temptation for only God-knows-what will decrease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these i pray, AMEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RMA QUIZ 4, here i come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, need to go orchard for dental app again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-890300237827671950?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/890300237827671950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=890300237827671950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/890300237827671950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/890300237827671950'/><link rel='alternate' 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mindscafe with some spazs &amp;amp; P at dhoby, &amp;amp; then graced's church. t'was good MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent 10 hours in orchard on sat. for dental appointment, kinokuniya, borders (finally spent my cg 07 birthday present- $20 borders voucher on Dear John), then went to starbucks to eat drink and read. then i heard the urban drum crew playing a gig opposite the road. Walked til got lost, then found my way to scape. which i realized, i have tamed my once-thought wild side. suddenly it seemed that clubbing and all that loud or angry music wasn't my thing anymore... why? Sense from joshua harris got to me. because life's more than just me having fun here. hope my mind keeps it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then today, sunday. or yesterday.. ang mo kio in the morning for david's drum circle, then rushed to expo service.. met up with cg for briefing, then met kat @ mrt station, took 53 from airport. in the end, we ended up taking a cab to bishan to surprise my mom &amp;amp; aunty anne's house. felt tired&amp;amp; stupid, but for mom, i dont regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okiedokes, JB here i come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i'll get my wetwipes n sprays from there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-214531363734504111?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/214531363734504111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=214531363734504111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/214531363734504111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/214531363734504111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-john.html' title='Dear John'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3022996567921911041</id><published>2009-12-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:20:25.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You won't know what you'll find.</title><content type='html'>There's so much imperfections in me, it gets scary sometimes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got the book ' i kissed dating goodbye' by harris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; thats good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess im back to reading books.. well the only books i read this year was the twilight series at the start of the year... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after this one, next book shall be by nicholas sparks. Dear John.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie's coming out next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its Been Fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&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/38125164-3022996567921911041?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3022996567921911041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3022996567921911041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3022996567921911041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3022996567921911041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-wont-know-what-youll-find.html' title='You won&apos;t know what you&apos;ll find.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1661923922967348192</id><published>2009-12-15T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:52:13.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Nothing, Without You</title><content type='html'>Hello chipmunkies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides going to school for briefing n stupid projeckies later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's going to be awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not worried if people like me, or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they don't really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows if we'll all live tomorrow anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i know is today was another gift of Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; it wasn't wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my new favourite song by Sum 41:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8z-qP34-1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/g8z-qP34-1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, today- gymed with A, saw nic &amp; kannapan @ subway, shopped at tampines, &amp; orchard with family. yup, all 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete, but okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1661923922967348192?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1661923922967348192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1661923922967348192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1661923922967348192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1661923922967348192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-nothing-without-you.html' title='I am Nothing, Without You'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1518673642386097423</id><published>2009-12-12T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:07:48.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Astoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello from afar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, Psych projects are killers. There's so much that relates to something so simple. Too much that we miss to consider. &amp;amp; that's just a subset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If one life can get so complicated, there's a much smaller limit to how many we can be a good part of. Like, really. Life's a bitch when your heart is, hard. which could be the result of many other reasons from all the years you lived. &amp;amp; its so many you can think of in a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Drum Circle was really good.&lt;div&gt;Esp when you see unfortunate kids with health-life problems, smiling with such simple joy, enjoying whatever they can in life. Now kids, that's something worth living for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&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/38125164-1518673642386097423?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1518673642386097423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1518673642386097423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1518673642386097423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1518673642386097423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-long-astoria.html' title='So Long, Astoria'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-919351058895612033</id><published>2009-12-10T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:18:10.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>tests are over (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just watched 'i love you, beth cooper' .. wierd, but Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cept .. Bring me to snow school! checked out nz's skiing period &amp;amp; prices. its possible.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'know, sometimes when the world or its people fall back and there's no one left, who'd you turn to? When you're all alone feeling low, what'll you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess that's just God reminding you that He's there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i, should know. better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-919351058895612033?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/919351058895612033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=919351058895612033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/919351058895612033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/919351058895612033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-4345765856754977100</id><published>2009-12-08T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:06:37.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crank Up The Bass</title><content type='html'>Day 2 of tests.&lt;div&gt;2 down, 2 more to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like it when i only need to go school for 1hr30min.. tomorrow's RMA- which is about research methods and ethics... observation-naturalistic/laboratory, disguised/participant, reliability/validity. &amp;amp; i cant recall whatelse now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoos, its an afternoon paper, &amp;amp; after that.. perception &amp;amp;cognition which i haven't studied yet.. but i cant study now because it'll get mixed up with RMA (really, its physiologically true). ok im just anyhow-ing using psych words to remind myself... to the best of my ability .. which should be underestimated most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, chuck's cool. something tough shallow people won't do, cos they'd think its weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am different from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its enough &amp;amp; we're moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BITE ME. (figure of speech, chickenshit) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey it rhymes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S dont you feel retarded when they laugh all the time but secretly give you stares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you dont know who 'you' refers to and then start to make all the funny wierd guesses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which results to you giving me more wierd vibes the next time u see me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see im honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-4345765856754977100?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4345765856754977100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=4345765856754977100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4345765856754977100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4345765856754977100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/crank-up-bass.html' title='Crank Up The Bass'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6044116727691576098</id><published>2009-12-07T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:09:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self: Im a Psych student.</title><content type='html'>hehehe see all my faces...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone, meet Barney ; my new mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously honestly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN YOUR FACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shutup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wont disturb if you dont want me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple as it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DUH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dopamine, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physio psych down, 3 more to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6044116727691576098?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6044116727691576098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6044116727691576098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6044116727691576098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6044116727691576098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/note-to-self-im-psych-student.html' title='Note to self: Im a Psych student.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-3296262230633183865</id><published>2009-12-06T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:54:39.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your eyes, they say it all. &amp; it confuses me.</title><content type='html'>Hello my sweet little chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physio psych tomorrow. HAHA die liao. same goes for IO psych, RMA, and percog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna go up the mountains and snowboard til i can't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;or.&lt;br /&gt;Run till there's no road left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, literature can be emo ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Hello glorianne,&lt;br /&gt;you're a big girl now.&lt;br /&gt;You know more stuff, have more experience, and you gotta get better at all the things you enjoy. a life of excellence and pleasing to the Lord is tough shit, but worth every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Patience, and while you wait, do everything else with pride n humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-3296262230633183865?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3296262230633183865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=3296262230633183865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3296262230633183865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/3296262230633183865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-eyes-they-say-it-all-it-confuses.html' title='Your eyes, they say it all. &amp; it confuses me.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7163971208461544325</id><published>2009-12-03T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:22:29.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the heart that beats inside.</title><content type='html'>Hello to the world of latin music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got Latin house 2009 on the comp... and tonight, i learnt to shake my hips. i think... &amp;amp; who taught me? the lady on youtube. LOL.. atleast aunty say its acceptable. gonna learn some more moves after next thursday's paper... probably watch some dancing show on dvd and follow them.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna stay active now... get hyped out bout doing stuff. cos its sad when you dont get the time to do what you love. plus, its good workout. so bring back the outdoor-sy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i crashed graced's crib hehe. cos of my 5 hr break b4 octm test. kinda jammed (which was really fun!) and studied (which was hilarious) . then went back to sch by 6 to do the test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ho. thats it. &amp;amp; i spent the night learning to shake my butt.. LOL nah jokes... but atleast i still rmb ballet classes from like 8 yrs ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7163971208461544325?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7163971208461544325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7163971208461544325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7163971208461544325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7163971208461544325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-heart-that-beats-inside.html' title='To the heart that beats inside.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-1274803992621983462</id><published>2009-12-01T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:11:49.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hero Lies In You</title><content type='html'>You're my distraction and motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, imaginations aside,&lt;br /&gt;the power really lies in smartasses....&lt;br /&gt;memories can't be trusted once you know that false memory exists..&lt;br /&gt;really.. like seriously... false memory..... :0 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track/&lt;br /&gt;-exams r coming! one paper tomorrow- otcmedicine.&lt;br /&gt;rest r next week. all the 4 psych papers.&lt;br /&gt;-Want to go sentosa and play ball weekly...&lt;br /&gt;-school makes me fat... esp 4 hrs of tutorials in lab.&lt;br /&gt;-i got a mac.&lt;br /&gt;-ive got a 5 hour break tmr before test at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;-i know i tell myself too many things, which makes me think of more things, and then it links to you, then i sigh, and say forget it cos i cant predict the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go hug my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-1274803992621983462?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1274803992621983462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=1274803992621983462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1274803992621983462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/1274803992621983462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/12/hero-lies-in-you.html' title='The Hero Lies In You'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-9058351696727848760</id><published>2009-11-20T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:40:11.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look inside you, and be Strong.</title><content type='html'>So hello there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school, no plans today.&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing, but lie on the bed with the guitar til 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with the family, at Joan Bowen's restaurant at Macpherson. Its good, really good there. Special people they have working there. The person who started it all, Jean, was homie's old friend... awesome lady. Told us what ole pop was like... and honestly, it was nothing i planned on hearing. but its alright i guess, since she's wiked awesome anyway. Best i've met, thus far. from pop's church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised my bro n i have a common look when other ppl talk bout those kinda stuff.. like.. "oh, okay.. haha, yeah. cool" and the head nod..&lt;br /&gt;...its standard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just food for thought before i light the candle, and think about before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Its sober without alcohol tonight.&lt;br /&gt;buts its okay, right?&lt;br /&gt;everything's gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-9058351696727848760?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/9058351696727848760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=9058351696727848760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/9058351696727848760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/9058351696727848760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-inside-you-and-be-strong.html' title='Look inside you, and be Strong.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2184082505330667384</id><published>2009-11-05T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:01:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curtain calls.</title><content type='html'>hey, ho. wadup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was like feeling listless n kinda confused for awhile. yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; should know right.. &amp;amp; then twinkle the little stars, its better now.. and no, i haven't been drinking. ok except for one night, like last saturday. but its only 8% alcohol.  k thats besides the point. so im not sober right. so the point is the phrase, contentment is making the best out of what you already have. so yes, that helps me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, christmas this year will be spent in singapore.. as much as having a white christmas n snowboarding on new year's eve up at grouse mountain vancouver b.c last year was awesome, i am and will be happy this year... its probably the nice cold weather outside my window now, but really la, it does not matter where you're at, its who you're with right. and the christmas-y mood of going on in life with the people that matter to you, wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year has been quite a year, one that passed really fast. the year i participated in ndp, the year with so many new friends, the year of the add-ons with our old friends, the year i joined strikeforce, the year i had my first gig with udc, my first year of poly, the year i bought a dress &amp;amp; wore a skirt on my own accord and the year i made so many mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i got lots of school projects and i hope i dont screw them up.&lt;br /&gt;but before i end, thankyou for your time and cool inwhich you have been part of my life, as short as it may. that must mean something already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep the love going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2184082505330667384?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2184082505330667384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2184082505330667384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2184082505330667384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2184082505330667384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/11/curtain-calls.html' title='curtain calls.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-4880068100753799594</id><published>2009-11-03T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:46:58.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you.</title><content type='html'>Hello there the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in backround of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;br /&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;And we'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime&lt;br /&gt;And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;And hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;stop this pain tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-4880068100753799594?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4880068100753799594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=4880068100753799594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4880068100753799594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/4880068100753799594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-you.html' title='miss you.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6580243073385474917</id><published>2009-10-27T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:28:28.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what can i get you, heineken perhaps?</title><content type='html'>us kids had dinner with godpa at ehub just now. newyork newyork.. cheese fondue! ahah, and big big breakfast for me. . i like it cos they serve the breakfast menu for the whole day... lol. i can have a breakfast meal at any time of the day..  anyway, godpa's going back to nz tomorrow. sad/. but its cool. i'll just imagine myself there, like i always have been doing. oh yea, and the university of cantebury is like twenty minutes drive from his street! MAYBE ... ... if i am good enough for a degree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. alot to say. nothings coming out. no flow... i talk better (more nonsensical flow) than when i type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im oat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6580243073385474917?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6580243073385474917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6580243073385474917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6580243073385474917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6580243073385474917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-can-i-get-you-heineken-perhaps.html' title='what can i get you, heineken perhaps?'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-509739521402306223</id><published>2009-10-24T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:27:31.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength and Courage, beloved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you the funniest story..&lt;br /&gt;tonight, my bro and i rode to changi village from our house.. with lots of ups&amp;amp;downs.&lt;br /&gt;anw, the highlight was . me, falling off the bike, or technically, flying off the bike... thats what i got from braking my front wheel at high speed. we were going down slope, heading back home.. and at the fastest speed we could go.. left gear 3 , right gear 8. teehee ..  my right shoe flew off HAHA. &amp;amp; my front brakes got jammed.. thank God my bro knew how to fix it... andof course the package comes with few bruises here n there .. haha. i think i get to wear a bandage too! YAY . alright, but it was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was considering whether to spend today with family, or watch urban drum crew perform at ion orchard... well, i dont regret spending time with the family... (:  dinner n movies..&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i wore a skirt today... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gonna hang with godpa now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and. patience &amp;amp; faith are good boosters k. dont forget, esp when you're confused down the drain.. and really, my comfort of all shit around me, is : if you don't see His hand, trust His heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The local movie, The Blue Mansion, is pretty good.... out at GV now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i also like Nick &amp;amp; Norah's playlist (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-509739521402306223?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/509739521402306223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=509739521402306223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/509739521402306223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/509739521402306223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/strength-and-courage-beloved.html' title='Strength and Courage, beloved.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-6670727552539120373</id><published>2009-10-14T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:39:01.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like poop now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to work today... felt like sleeping in, and my throat got really bad... must've caught something bad in penang . miss the kidz though ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViowimEuI/AAAAAAAAALI/P0qdy73Zox8/s1600-h/P1000980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViowimEuI/AAAAAAAAALI/P0qdy73Zox8/s200/P1000980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392324581210329826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on da plane there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StVirCik_II/AAAAAAAAALo/bDiTQKp0Wn0/s1600-h/P1020032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StVirCik_II/AAAAAAAAALo/bDiTQKp0Wn0/s200/P1020032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392324620401835138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check out my new red specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViqqHXx5I/AAAAAAAAALg/KwLxvrSmt7o/s1600-h/P1020007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViqqHXx5I/AAAAAAAAALg/KwLxvrSmt7o/s200/P1020007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392324613845272466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;indian rojak!&lt;br /&gt;(which i vomitted out in the middle of the night) sick la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViqL167HI/AAAAAAAAALY/uQRtPnjTmWQ/s1600-h/P1020005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViqL167HI/AAAAAAAAALY/uQRtPnjTmWQ/s200/P1020005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392324605719014514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok. bye world/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-6670727552539120373?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6670727552539120373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=6670727552539120373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6670727552539120373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/6670727552539120373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/feels-like-poop-now.html' title='feels like poop now.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/StViowimEuI/AAAAAAAAALI/P0qdy73Zox8/s72-c/P1000980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-8052510931048932577</id><published>2009-10-07T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:03:54.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fishes are going to sleep tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/Ssxj7wa9_6I/AAAAAAAAALA/PQE__TmOka8/s1600-h/presch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/Ssxj7wa9_6I/AAAAAAAAALA/PQE__TmOka8/s400/presch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389792732317089698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;preschool.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, stomp yesterday was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n urm. school is starting soon. leaving for penang this sat, back on tues.&lt;br /&gt;hello penang, you're my getaway. &amp;amp; i get to be a tourist again.&lt;br /&gt;act blur, act dumb, dont have to try to be smart. now thats a holiday...&lt;br /&gt;not that i have to act . since most of the time its al-naturale.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll just have to do to take my mind off you.&lt;br /&gt;hey it rhymes! not that it is actually true.&lt;br /&gt;ok shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;bye cute little chicken asses. see you soon. maybe in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s 911, im losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/38125164-8052510931048932577?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8052510931048932577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=8052510931048932577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8052510931048932577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/8052510931048932577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/fishes-are-going-to-sleep-tonight.html' title='the fishes are going to sleep tonight'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/Ssxj7wa9_6I/AAAAAAAAALA/PQE__TmOka8/s72-c/presch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-558326459960009671</id><published>2009-10-02T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:38:58.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is picture day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsRGmCl1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZMQ7vLM48kY/s1600-h/edit29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsRGmCl1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZMQ7vLM48kY/s400/edit29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387901939046586194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i thought i'd make something out of it... since its special ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsQ0tjCaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Lq7W-RQDgfw/s1600-h/random+hols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsQ0tjCaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Lq7W-RQDgfw/s400/random+hols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387901934246234530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scenery pics from vancouver b.c (dec 08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsQJb850I/AAAAAAAAAKo/NK5_XSXM51A/s1600-h/New+Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsQJb850I/AAAAAAAAAKo/NK5_XSXM51A/s400/New+Folder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387901922629707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A saturday at henderson wave with annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsPhhr9RI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9CS-LBYvjEk/s1600-h/100_PANA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsPhhr9RI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9CS-LBYvjEk/s400/100_PANA1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387901911916344594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the preschool... and we all go... "ahh so cute..". teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsPKHGrZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XdJ0otPkzF0/s1600-h/100_PANA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsPKHGrZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XdJ0otPkzF0/s400/100_PANA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387901905630834066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;shots out at kallang, indoor stadium. n gelare.  with my cam buddy, aunty jacq...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&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/38125164-558326459960009671?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/558326459960009671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=558326459960009671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/558326459960009671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/558326459960009671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-picture-day.html' title='today is picture day.'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SsWsRGmCl1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZMQ7vLM48kY/s72-c/edit29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-7765528181160684657</id><published>2009-09-28T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:23:42.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Little Starfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-7765528181160684657?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7765528181160684657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=7765528181160684657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7765528181160684657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/7765528181160684657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-little-starfish.html' title='Hello Little Starfish'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-295919514371940773</id><published>2009-09-24T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:00:54.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Single Ladies,</title><content type='html'>too bad im not performing for F1 with da urban drum crew this year . . get to see awesome performers .. and other possible hotties too. lol shutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, nowadays i say stupid "grown-up" stuff because my time with 3 to 4 year olds has increased with the job. and sometimes i laugh and may talk like some kid. so i blurt out "grown-up" stuff when im not around them. that, again, didnt totally make sense but please, if you are around people when you read this, nod your head in "agreement" and dont laugh. so people will think you're looking at something smart, interesting and fascinating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow iz a kindergarten visit with pcf scholarship peoples, then back to their hq for buffet lunch n coperate video. Im not trying to say its a waste of time, but we could've spend that hours an minutes doing our storybook project... Teehee. gah, stupid. and im gonna wear jeans instead of my grease-stained fox 3/4 pants. beecos of poor impressions. then project after that, n cell group at tiong bahru. what a friday tomorrow will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i went to the value store at pasir ris central today after proj, esp to get wet wipes (: 100 pc for one dollar and five cents for the cheaper one. velly cheep siol. who told me? teacher rani from the preschool heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok imma go shower now. i cant wait for the 29th, babies.&lt;br /&gt;too longz already sometimes i go crazy all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;thats so pathetic, i know. bean busy :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-295919514371940773?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/295919514371940773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=295919514371940773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/295919514371940773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/295919514371940773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-single-ladies.html' title='All The Single Ladies,'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38125164.post-2271908129065624983</id><published>2009-09-16T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:23:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>that song's so nice and in my land of happy imagination, which i dwell upon one time too many.&lt;br /&gt;so, sigh, and proceed back to earth, to live according to someone's plan, much better, much rad, much dope, than whatever anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how, i healthily distract myself. its good, im serious lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO, besides that taylor swift is really awesome, and shall have the title of my favourite celeb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days @ the kindergarten have been fun and tiring (:&lt;br /&gt;My storybook project has really alot to do in really short time.&lt;br /&gt;Presentation this friday.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder why i am still here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be wearing a white dress this saturday for wedding in the morning. hope i dont stain it lol.&lt;br /&gt;St. James Powerhouse maybe for Jon Chan's release album?&lt;br /&gt;Worth the experience &amp;amp; meeting people part, maybe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyday i wish i can be with you.&lt;br /&gt;(everyboday say aww)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38125164-2271908129065624983?l=itwasbecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2271908129065624983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38125164&amp;postID=2271908129065624983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2271908129065624983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38125164/posts/default/2271908129065624983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itwasbecause.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me.html' title='You Belong With Me'/><author><name>[+*gLoRiAnNe*+]</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DohfhP_ajE/SlSZ_jptGvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/JeU6uIo6zPw/S220/5016_97771453513_777628513_1958558_7635421_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
