<?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-8816873858019581118</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:27:30.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will Fall.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-1467371146199749625</id><published>2009-05-23T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:13:20.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FUNNEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Amish computer virus. As we do not have the technology to create an actual computer virus, this works on the principle of trust. Please delete all your files and make your computer crash. Thank you, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because you and i are alike. And there will come a moment when you have the chance to show it. To do the right thing."&lt;br /&gt;"I love those moments! I like to wave at them as they pass by."&lt;br /&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow and Elizabeth Swann, POTC, Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are Banned from Springfield Museum! You, and your children, and your children's children!&lt;br /&gt;For three months."&lt;br /&gt;The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you trust me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see... on a scale of 1-10, i'd have to say no."&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want steak!"&lt;br /&gt;"I also want steak! The service in this place is terrible."&lt;br /&gt;"You will NOT be tipped!&lt;br /&gt;Me and aforementioned friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you don't get it. You think yo9u get it, which is not the same as actually getting it. Get it?"&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's just upset because a bunch of girls kicked his butt yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;"They snuck up on me."&lt;br /&gt;"Right. And then they kicked your butt."&lt;br /&gt;"Sneak attacks don't count!"&lt;br /&gt;Katara and Sokka, Avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know that secret? The one that wakes you up at night in a cold sweat? The one you think no-one else in the world knows? Well, guess what."&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity flavour text, Magic the Gathering card. (Eight edition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Plus, we can ram stuff."&lt;br /&gt;"Ram?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, with the tank."&lt;br /&gt;"With the... tank?"&lt;br /&gt;"You're having an epiphany aren't you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;"Let me guess. You don't know what an epiphany is either."&lt;br /&gt;"No?"&lt;br /&gt;Kren and Frep, Turn Signals on a Land Raider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honesty is the Best Policy."&lt;br /&gt;"Honesty would get both of us put in a mental asylum."&lt;br /&gt;Emily and Ash, Misfile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a very weird logic train."&lt;br /&gt;"Logic is for the weak."&lt;br /&gt;So true. Emily and Ash again, Misfile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, by the way, i told everyone you were taking care of a sick grandmother over in Fuchsia. Somehow your grandmother died of cancer. I'm sorry."&lt;br /&gt;(Did i mention that you are warped and twisted and- i don't even &lt;i&gt;have &lt;/i&gt;a grandmother!)&lt;br /&gt;Brenda and Mewtwo, World on Fire by Kayasuri-n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like i'm going to let my wallet out of my sight. Hey, where's my wallet?"&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't finished my lunch yet!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll help you finish!"&lt;br /&gt;Couple of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't expect you to obey my rules, i expect you to die if you disobey them."&lt;br /&gt;"...I think i'm gonna obey your rules."&lt;br /&gt;Me and friend. (IN THAT ORDER.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need to put your HEART and SOUL into your quotes."&lt;br /&gt;"I'd rather put YOUR heart and soul into my quotes. That way, it's your fault if they're rubbish."&lt;br /&gt;Me and friend. Opposite order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm the bloody god of the pokemon! YOU WILL TREAT ME WITH RESPECT!"&lt;br /&gt;"And i'm immortal. I think i beat death at cards last week."&lt;br /&gt;Eri and the Figure, from The Reversal War Forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo mammas so ugly the uchiha clan took one look at her and killed themselves!"&lt;br /&gt;Me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're gonna hit me if i say that."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Knowing you, you'll probably hit me anyway."&lt;br /&gt;"(Punches) You know me too well."&lt;br /&gt;Me and aforementioned friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what?...woof."&lt;br /&gt;Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, look! A rectangle!"&lt;br /&gt;A friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're like a compulsive liar, but with more planning!"&lt;br /&gt;Me, to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can either take the drugs, or you can listen to me give you a long speech convincing you to take the pot."&lt;br /&gt;Robin ignored him, so Louis began.&lt;br /&gt;"I was born in a small log cabin..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh just give me the damn drugs!"&lt;br /&gt;Robin and Louis in 'A Little Night Music', by srgeman. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cake is a lie! If the cake is a lie, why is the cupcake a lie?"&lt;br /&gt;"I... don't know..."&lt;br /&gt;"Because it's not made of cups. Ok, if you can get this one, i will actually pay you. Why is the profiterole a lie?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because it's not made of rolls?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Because it's not profitable?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!" (Goes to leave)&lt;br /&gt;"Where's my money?&lt;br /&gt;"THE MONEY IS A LIE!" (Runs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A duck walks into a bar, and says&lt;br /&gt;"You got any grapes?" The barman says&lt;br /&gt;"No, this is a bar." The duck nods, thanks him, and leaves. The next day, he comes back, and asks&lt;br /&gt;"Got any grapes?" the barman gets annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;"I told you yesterday, we don't sell grapes!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh." says the duck, and he leaves. The next day, he comes back, and asks&lt;br /&gt;"Got any grapes?"&lt;br /&gt;"If you ask that again, i'll nail your beak to the bloody bar!"&lt;br /&gt;The duck runs. The next day, he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;"Got any nails?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Got any grapes?"&lt;br /&gt;A friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(singing) Seven days to go, seven days to go, seven days to go until my birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;"There'll be NO days to go until your birthday if you keep singing, because i'll SMACK YOU INTO NEXT WEEK!"&lt;br /&gt;Friend and her little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little sis? You're abusive to your LITTLE sis?"&lt;br /&gt;"So would you be if you had to live with her! You'd kill her! Or yourself... or both... say, come stay with us..."&lt;br /&gt;Me and a friend. I don't have a little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna kill him!"&lt;br /&gt;"Take a number and get in line!"&lt;br /&gt;Me and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Happy birthday, Deidara,” said Pein, walking into the room. “Sasori, are you done with the cookies?”&lt;br /&gt;“Almost,” said Sasori, blushing. “There’s a batch in the oven and when those get out, I can put these in.”&lt;br /&gt;He indicated to the cookie dough he was slabbing onto a cookie tray.&lt;br /&gt;“Hurry up, then,” said Pein. “The rest of the Akatsuki want this over with. They’ve got animals to torture, people to kill, lives to ruin.”&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter and other Fun Stories, by Saya-Izame-Uchiha27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He has his moments of genius. Sometimes he even manages to find the way to his house!"&lt;br /&gt;An enemy of mine, to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Agh! Too many sheets!" (Eats worksheet)&lt;br /&gt;True story. An enemy (Kind of) of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Doing an impression of Stitch) "I will &lt;i&gt;eat&lt;/i&gt; your &lt;i&gt;heart!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fable of Sable! I've got to write that... (Thinks) Might need some plot first..."&lt;br /&gt;Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quote! (Searches pocket for notebook to write it on) DAMN!"&lt;br /&gt;Me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone know any famous vegetarians?"&lt;br /&gt;"Gandhi!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hitler!"&lt;br /&gt;Bill Bailey, Part Troll. Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Define a chair."&lt;br /&gt;"Something you... sit on?"&lt;br /&gt;"Define sitting."&lt;br /&gt;"Er... damn" (walks off in a huff)&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend. (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WAIT, WRONG GENOCIDE."&lt;br /&gt;Thorn, on Lolita's forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We must move Forwards! Not backwards, not sideways, not upwards, and definitely not forwards! We must be twirling, twirling, TWIRLING towards freedom."&lt;br /&gt;The Simpsons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see a debating oppurtunity... i see a long-overdue graveyard."&lt;br /&gt;Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Big deal. I walk over Everest every day on my way to school."&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you walk around it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Can't be assed..."&lt;br /&gt;LOL, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think would happen if one of those floodlights fell over and crushed an innocent Junior?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'd laugh."&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't. I'd take pictures, &lt;b&gt;then&lt;/b&gt; laugh."&lt;br /&gt;Me, friend, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you're worried, not because you're going to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you're afraid those vampires won't approve of you, Correct?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's right."&lt;br /&gt;Edward and Bella, Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, even the IDEA of you not mentioning Metal Gear for a day breaks the fabric of reality."&lt;br /&gt;"True."&lt;br /&gt;Me and a friend with a Metal Gear obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" Edward demanded, his voice going flat.&lt;br /&gt;"I punched Jacob." I admitted.&lt;br /&gt;"Good." Edward said bleakly. "Though I'm sorry you're hurt."&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse, Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pick up me leg, boy, it fell off."&lt;br /&gt;Friend pretending to be old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hows your psychiatrist?"&lt;br /&gt;"He had to get a psychiatrist."&lt;br /&gt;Me and friend, not in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Uncaring) See my caring face."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my GOD IT'S HORRIBLE!"&lt;br /&gt;Me and Friend, not in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me bring you up to speed. We know nothing. You are now up to speed."&lt;br /&gt;Inspector Clueso in the advert for the Pink Panther 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Should we team up and take over the world?"&lt;br /&gt;"Lets!"&lt;br /&gt;Friend and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a plan!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kill _______?"&lt;br /&gt;"...Forget my plan, yours is better!"&lt;br /&gt;Friend and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you slip into something more comfortable? Like a COMA."&lt;br /&gt;Heard around my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You... you stole my phrase and made it better!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm an author. It's what i do."&lt;br /&gt;A friend and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'll tell YOU what's low. Shooting your grandmother because she gave you ten-pence under your standard pocket money."&lt;br /&gt;"(Tuts) Grandmothers these days... just can't count."&lt;br /&gt;2 friends. (Lol, damn bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, how does that make you feel?"&lt;br /&gt;"I want to bring in a dangerous weapon and kill you."&lt;br /&gt;"Ah. Last day of term?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yuh-huh."&lt;br /&gt;"Could you wait until september?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"I've got some plans for the holidays."&lt;br /&gt;Me, then a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Circles! God's answer to... squares!"&lt;br /&gt;A random friend.&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/8816873858019581118-1467371146199749625?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1467371146199749625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/funnehs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1467371146199749625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1467371146199749625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/funnehs.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2855075930051562490</id><published>2009-05-23T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:37:30.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Some of the most beautiful things can be found, if you just know where to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Girls Don't realize these things;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that I bought you roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;to tell you that I like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I was raised with respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;not to sleep with you when you were drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That my body's not ripped enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;to "satisfy" your wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that I open your car door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and pull out your chair like I was raised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I'm not cute enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;to be "your guy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I am actually nice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;not a jerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't have a huge bank account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;to buy you expensive things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like to spend quality nights at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cuddling with you, instead of at a club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I would rather make love to you then just screw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like some random guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I am always the one you need to talk to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but never good enough to date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but when we went out you went home with another guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you read this and know somebody like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For not being sorry anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That you can't accept me for who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;enough to make it in your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That I cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sweetest Thing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; [response to above poem]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she walks away from you, mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Follow her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she stares at your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kiss her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she pushes you or hit's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grab her and don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she starts cussing at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kiss her and tell her you love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she's quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ask her what’s wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she ignores you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Give her your attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she pulls away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pull her back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you see her at her worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tell her she's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you see her start crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just hold her and don't say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you see her walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sneak up and hug her waist from behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she's scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Protect her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she lays her head on your shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tilt her head up and kiss her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she steals your favourite hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she teases you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tease her back and make her laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she doesn't answer for a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;reassure her that everything is okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she looks at you with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Back yourself up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she says that she likes you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she really does more than you could understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she grabs at your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hold hers and play with her fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she bumps into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bump into her back and make her laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she tells you a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;keep it safe and untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;don't look away until she does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she misses you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she's hurting inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you break her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the pain never really goes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she says its over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she still wants you to be hers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she repost this bulletin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she wants you to read it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- When she says she's OK don't believe it, talk with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Watch her favourite movie with her or her favourite show even if you think its stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Give her the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Let her wear your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Let her know she's important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Who's ass am I kicking babe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love vs. Sex&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God? Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly believe in God...&lt;br /&gt;Yes there is many people in the world. But god walks beside you always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My faith: Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...&lt;br /&gt;He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...&lt;br /&gt;He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...&lt;br /&gt;He had no army, yet kings feared him...&lt;br /&gt;He won no military battles, yet he conquered the Word...&lt;br /&gt;He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...&lt;br /&gt;He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son&lt;br /&gt;then copy and paste this in your profile&lt;br /&gt;If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;" If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Put those which relate to you in bold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a b*tch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a wh*re...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a wh*re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a sl*t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a Goth or emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking wh*re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible sl*t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin. (not in bold, mind you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm INTO THEATER &amp;amp; ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be having sex with them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and that’s how Russians roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly... Or crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie &amp;amp; Hollister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a wh*re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small d*ck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a p*ssy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling b*tch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a b*tch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser. (It's called manga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE so I MUST be a wh*re myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I CHAT so I MUST be having cyber sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have my OWN spiritual ideology, therefore, I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic b*stard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm anti-social, I MUST be forever DAMNED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever fallen up a flight of stairs, copy this, put it in your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever run through your house cackling evilly, because you had a box of your favorite cookies, copy this into your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever spent more than six hours straight on the computer then copy and paste this into your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are one of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the hell of it, copy and paste this into your profil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that if girl ruled the world, then it would be a better place, copy this into your profile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever laughed maniacally, choked and/or gagged from lack of oxygen, and then fainted dramatically, copy and paste this onto your profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, then weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever run into a tree, copy this to your profile! If you have ever run into a wall, copy this on your profile! If you've ever fallen UP stairs, copy this on your profile! If you've ever forgotten to breathe...you know what to do.f you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vice versa copy this into your profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you're against animal cruelty (horse slaughter, bear bating, dolphin hunting, chimp slavery etc.) then copy this into your profile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you are against real fur on clothing then put this on your profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you think that being unique is better than being cool, then put this on your profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2855075930051562490?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2855075930051562490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-most-beautiful-things-can-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2855075930051562490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2855075930051562490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-most-beautiful-things-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-8446844140327379976</id><published>2009-05-06T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:41:19.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't updated in let's see... FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;Having examinations now, so I'm allowed online for minimal periods of time. And that's used for my F and N project. FORTY PAGES OF THEORY, PEOPLE. Which coursework needs FORTY PAGES OF THEORY!?!?&lt;br /&gt;F and N. That's which coursework =="&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY WAS HIBARI KYOYA'S BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here's a HAWT picture for ya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SgGSr5tAryI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CDaAhwUPZuI/s1600-h/Happy+birthday,+Hibari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SgGSr5tAryI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CDaAhwUPZuI/s400/Happy+birthday,+Hibari.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332704716705017634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hibari's SMOKING hot. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up, you. if you don't back off my servant and stop threatening me with your idiotic wimpy half-assed hind, I will hurt you. I will KICK you into YESTER-YEAR if necessary, so don't try me. Or Pereira.&lt;br /&gt;Cause unlike you, we CARRY out our THREATS. So watch it. Don't overstep your boundaries. If you ever talk to my... er... servant ever again I will kill you on behalf of Kea.&lt;br /&gt;Do not, under ANY circumstances, try me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-8446844140327379976?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8446844140327379976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8446844140327379976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8446844140327379976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SgGSr5tAryI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CDaAhwUPZuI/s72-c/Happy+birthday,+Hibari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-6495193872722397843</id><published>2009-05-03T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:17:20.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;“Itachi-saaaan?”&lt;br /&gt;“What now, Tobi?”&lt;br /&gt;“I have always wondered… What is Kisame-san exactly?”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t understand the question.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, obviously he isn’t a mammal.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“He doesn’t give birth to live young.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s because he’s a male, Tobi.”&lt;br /&gt;“He doesn’t produce milk.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s also because he’s a male.”&lt;br /&gt;“So males aren’t mammals?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways. Have been busy studying these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;No time to post GAH.&lt;br /&gt;You know, today I witnessed TOTAL EPIC PHAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Like, my friend tried to look cool cause he had a day of sports so he went to the fridge and got out this bottle and he was like, panting and sweaty and everything and I was waiting for him so we could get back to practicing for his competition.&lt;br /&gt;Then he was all trying to look pwnsome, so he lifted the bottle really HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;And discovered the bloody bottle was still capped.&lt;br /&gt;People outside probably heard my laughter from the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC PHAIL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Funnier still, later we took another break and he walk to the fridge and got the same bottle out and UNSCREWED it this time. Then he tilted it up to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Like. Fast. Really fast.&lt;br /&gt;The water went into his nose and I laughed even harder than the first time.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC PHAIL 2!!! AHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;DEJA VU!! Rofl. Read a fic:&lt;br /&gt;Naruto was so thirsty that he didn’t even bother with being cool and collected. He just took the water bottle from the fridge and started gulping it down. Rivulets of water cascaded from his mouth all over his neck and chest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sasuke got a nosebleed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;“No fantasizing over Naruto kun, you perverted freak!” shouted a grown-up and more daring version of Hinata from the kitchen door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-6495193872722397843?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/6495193872722397843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/itachi-saaaan-what-now-tobi-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/6495193872722397843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/6495193872722397843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/itachi-saaaan-what-now-tobi-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-4278625358216105141</id><published>2009-04-27T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:40:37.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfVvbesW_tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4rAvspAtPvo/s1600-h/Narutard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfVvbesW_tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4rAvspAtPvo/s400/Narutard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329288251949121234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK. This... this is insane. Suddenly Shinn's updating so quickly. Maybe her NewsBlog's gonna get revived again!! HAHA. That would be hilarious. But this time the Scandal's on Bobbi!! Well, her and Mr Baldy. Mr Makoto!!!! HAHA. (Mitsukake is going to HATE me. Bwahahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SCANDAL!! Bobbi And Makoto... Year 2's Have It In For Each Other?&lt;br /&gt;Alert, alert!! The Bobbi... THE Bobbi Rei Marcelle Kanazaki, has a thing for Makoto??! Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a winner for this week's SCANDAL article!!&lt;br /&gt;Makoto, one of our previous Top 10, was booted out at the last minute with Ryosuke Junko, the Kendo Golden Boy and Akido In Charge, taking his place!! A startling discovery was made by your best source of HOT gossip, AKA Shinn Sashiri, Me!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after a day spent with the darling Lena Sasagawa of 2.7, we returned to the room to find evidence of a MALE presence in their shared dorm room!! SCANDALous, much? Ho ho ho ho ho!!! Shinn san decided to ask her a few questions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SS) Shinn Sashiri: So, Bobbi chan, are you attaaaaaaaaaaached?&lt;br /&gt;(BR) Bobbi Rei: Uh. No.&lt;br /&gt;(SS): Are you suuuuuuuuuure you're not attatched??&lt;br /&gt;(BR): Erm... -blushing- (She blushing, everyone!! BLUSHING!! How CUUUUUTE!!)&lt;br /&gt;(LS) Lena Sasagawa: Aww, Bobbi chan, just tell us who it is!!&lt;br /&gt;(BR): Well... it's Makoto.&lt;br /&gt;(SS): Reeeeeeeeeeealllyyy???? That's so cuuuuuuute!!!~~&lt;br /&gt;(BR): I know!! And he's so sweet, like a strawberry. I love him sooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, could it be our little Tom-boy Bobbi is finally spreading her winds and flying??! With the soaring eagle of success, Makoto Hayate from the same class of 2.7, we can be sure she's going to be in safe hands!!&lt;br /&gt;Makoto Hayate, one of our previous Top 10 as i have previously mentioned, is Captain of the Karate CCA and the proud owner of a Red and Black belt in the arts. His personal motto appears to be "Fight With All Your Heart And Finish The Bloody Race"? Well, that's a rumour anyway. Best not to trust it too much.&lt;br /&gt;Bobbi Rei made a good choice in Makoto, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, only Maybe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Taken by Sheri from Shinn Sashiri's SJS NewsBlog)&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/8816873858019581118-4278625358216105141?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4278625358216105141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4278625358216105141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4278625358216105141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfVvbesW_tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4rAvspAtPvo/s72-c/Narutard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-3276777494638786324</id><published>2009-04-25T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:28:39.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause I'm here, ready to take it all here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everything's feeling unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wish it was raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause I hate every beautiful day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfRRk7padrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YUTB5tTQ5-c/s1600-h/soundless_VII_by_shel_yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfRRk7padrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YUTB5tTQ5-c/s400/soundless_VII_by_shel_yang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328973954014672562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Found something bloody amusing on Shinn Sashiri's blog the other day. she hadn't updated it for a long time, so when i saw this, i was SURPRISED. Seriously. Of all things to update about. She wrote an article titled "THE TOP 5 MOST WANTED BOYS IN SJS!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... Ok, i like magazines, but this, about 4 people i know, it is pretty scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THEY DID A PHOTOSHOOT. Holy crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok, i'll just let you read it now. quite alot, but it's very funny to me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The votes are in, honeys!! Thanks for participating in the [Your Top 5 Guys] Poll last week!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Introduction to the Top 5 Hottest Men in Demand At SJS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies just can't get enough of the following 5 boys: Year 3's Yayoi Mitsuki, Hisagi Rotoko and Kyosuke Junko and Year 2's Mitsukake Tsuki and Hatori Kitsuke!!&lt;br /&gt;We recently took a photoshoot with our Top 10 last week, but for the sake of public embarassment, several have requested not to post the images :( Sorry everyone!! Our stylists from the Fashion Arts Stream were put to the test, and they did a full Hair, Make-up and Clothes makeover for our selected Top 5!!&lt;br /&gt;So ladies (and most probably,) gents!! Here's a glimpse of our awesome and hot Top 5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yayoi Mitsuki!!&lt;br /&gt;Class: Class 3.1&lt;br /&gt;Council Position: Student Council President.&lt;br /&gt;CCA: In charge of Badminton CCA, Lacrosse CCA and Basketball CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight: 181cm, 64.7kg&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Long black hair till mid-back (Rebonded), Jet black eyes, Slim build. (Sounds mean but he has that "frail and sick but TOTALLY HOT" kind of vibe, doesn't he?) Pale Alabaster skin.&lt;br /&gt;Status: TAKEN. (PLEASE, take note. This is important, Yayoi Mitsuki is NOT up for grabs!!)&lt;br /&gt;Photoshot&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Same with 1 thick silver streak and multiple small ones. Tied into low ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;Additional: Silver cat contacts, (And i swear, these look WICKED. And cost a bomb.) silver doctags and Ring with engraved "R" in cursive.&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Black smoky eyeliner and pale foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: White and black checkered collar shirt with white sleeveless over-shirt, black tie underneath. Black loose jeans with White black lace boots. Black fedora with white fabric band.&lt;br /&gt;Holding: Single White lily with the stem in his right hand and petals in left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Hisagi Rotoko!!&lt;br /&gt;Class: 3.7&lt;br /&gt;Council Position: Secretary.&lt;br /&gt;CCA: Soccer, Team Captain.&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight: 178cm, 66.1kg&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Auburn brown hair (Natural straight and POKE-Y), Dark brown eyes, Fit build due to rigorous exercise. Tanned to SMEXY state.&lt;br /&gt;Status: TAKEN. (Again, take note, Ladies. (and gents?) This one is TAKEN :)&lt;br /&gt;Photoshot&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Stylists decided at the last minute to spike it slightly to encourage his narutal hairstyle of complete and utter MESS, and sprayed the ends a darker shade of brown.&lt;br /&gt;Additional: Black velvet ribbon choker with a "Y" hanging on it.&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Foundation. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: White basic work shirt with brown pinstripes. Black jacket with brown business card slightly showing from breast pocket. Dark brown glossy tie. Black work pants and dark brown work shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Holding: Black tophat with brown fabric band in right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kyosuke Junko!!&lt;br /&gt;Class: 3.1&lt;br /&gt;Council Position: None.&lt;br /&gt;CCA: Kendo CCA and Akido In Charge.&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight: 168cm, 57.9kg&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Shoulder-length black hair, natural curl inward. Black eyes with blue contact lenses, very, VERY Fit and muscular build. Fair complexion.&lt;br /&gt;Status: AVAILABLE. (So throw yourself at him, ladies!!) ... (And gents!!)&lt;br /&gt;Photoshot&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Fringe was slicked back for a casual just-out-of-the-showers look with EXTRA strength Gatsby, provided very willingly by Mitsukake Sempai. (???)&lt;br /&gt;Additional: Black spike collar.&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Foundation and some pale grey eyeshadow.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Plain Dark red turtleneck. Black straight cut jeans with red belt and chains, black Converse high tops with red laces.&lt;br /&gt;Holding: Traditional Kendo sword, poised for Over-the-Shoulder cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Hatori Kitsuke!!&lt;br /&gt;Class: 2.5&lt;br /&gt;Council Position: Vice Student Council President!!&lt;br /&gt;CCA: In charge of Choir CCA and Drama CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight: 172cm, 63.8kg&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Shoulder-length black hair, Natural smooth and straight. Jet black eyes, Slim build. Fair complexion.&lt;br /&gt;Status: TAKEN. (Don't, i repeat, DON'T try. His lover will kill you.)&lt;br /&gt;Photoshot&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Tied back into small 4 cm ponytail, 2 lengths by the sides of his face. One tendril streaked silver.&lt;br /&gt;Additional: Normal Silver contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Foundation only.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Blood red work shirt (tucked into pants) with black tie, black tuxedo jacket. black working pants. Chain runs from button to attachment on breast pocket. Black fedora with red fabric band.&lt;br /&gt;Holding: Blood red single Tsubaki, one hanging by its petals from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Mitsukake Tsuki!!&lt;br /&gt;Class: 2.7&lt;br /&gt;Council Position: None.&lt;br /&gt;CCA: Badminton CCA&lt;br /&gt;Height and Weight: 180cm, 65.4kg&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Short black hair with fringe, Untidy. Dark brown eyes, Fit build (from running everyday) Slightly tanned complexion. Has thin rectangle framed tinted spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;Status: AVAILABLE!! (GO GET HIM, Ladies!!) ... (and Gents!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Photoshot&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair: Slicked back with Gatsby gel for that classic Mafioso look.&lt;br /&gt;Additional: Black tinted rectangle specs with metallic silver frame.&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Fair foundation with smoky eyeliner and shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Pull on Blood red collared long-sleeved base shirt with Italian frill design down front, Black tuxedo jacket on top. (Frills of base shirt barely visible under tux jacket) Black tie and belt, Black working pants and Heeled working shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Holding: A black iPod with red wire, one earphone in his right ear with the other over his left shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAA!! Now, THIS is the hottest we have EVER seen our boys!! Thanks to the fabulous Media club, pictures are now available. To order, drop by class 3.6 to inform Miyagi Sogetsu. Pictures come in Wallet size, Average photo size, A4 size, and for a beatiful price for your beautiful boys, $9 for POSTER size!! (I need to see Miyagi... I'm a fan of Hot Shot Mitsukake!! Shhh :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Interior Designing Committee, for turning our Photography Studio into a beautiful background for our georgous boys!! We have our Top 5 on thrones, in offices, Parisian streets and night clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Please take into account that our Top 5 are not, in any way, arranged in ascending or descending order. Also, kindly take into account their relationship status before you glomp them. I, Shinn Sashiri, will not be held responsible for any "Accidents" or injuries. Don't say i never warned you!!&lt;br /&gt;(Taken by Sheri from Shinn Sashiri's open-to-school Blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 50:2-5 (Beauty)&lt;br /&gt;2 From Zion, perfect in beauty,&lt;br /&gt;        God shines forth.&lt;br /&gt;3 Our God comes and will not be silent;&lt;br /&gt;  a fire devours before him,&lt;br /&gt;        and around him a tempest rages.&lt;br /&gt;4 He summons the heavens above,&lt;br /&gt;        and the earth, that he may judge his people:&lt;br /&gt;5 "Gather to me my consecrated ones,&lt;br /&gt;  who made a covenant with me by sacrifice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Something's gotta change again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm losing, my inspirations gone, oh no oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Seeing through some different eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can't find, my medications failed, again again&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=quOEeUyn9ic"&gt;Hate Every Beautiful Day By Sugarcult.&lt;/a&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/8816873858019581118-3276777494638786324?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/3276777494638786324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-im-here-ready-to-take-it-all-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/3276777494638786324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/3276777494638786324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-im-here-ready-to-take-it-all-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfRRk7padrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YUTB5tTQ5-c/s72-c/soundless_VII_by_shel_yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-4420187685965460581</id><published>2009-04-24T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:01:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfHGBONk27I/AAAAAAAAAD0/UI5M-l4F7SA/s1600-h/Kyoya_Hibari_by_shel_yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfHGBONk27I/AAAAAAAAAD0/UI5M-l4F7SA/s400/Kyoya_Hibari_by_shel_yang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328257558453214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sad to say that i have to waste a post talking about this person, but if i don't let it out, people wouldn't know about what happened yesterday, and i will be pissed about that, too. So, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday, after a morning spent mostly in my chair at home, I remembered the need to go get an MC, so i got my lazy ass out my my house and went downstairs to meet some of my friends, who consisted of: Wan, Pereira, Debstaaar, Yi Ting, Phinonia. I went to get an MC, which was surprisingly easy, not that i'd do it for convenience, that's just... you know, wrong ==" Goody two shoes, yeah yeah yeah. Well, got the MC, and went over to the lunching venue to wait for Pereira's friend. He was at Outram Park, mind you, THIRTY minutes after he should have been there, and we yelled at him to get his sorry ass on a cab and over to where we were. GOSH. What the hell is his problem!?!?? Dimwit.&lt;br /&gt;So, after about an hour, we finally got fed up to our limit, and Pereira was all, "Why are we even bothering right now." i was all: "ok, you know what _____, don't come anymore, don't even bother to come any longer, because we're already done with lunch, and whether you come or not, we won't be here." and we literally left the place.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, Pereira being Pereira, just HAD to give him one more shot at proving himself not to be a complete asshead. So we waited till FOUR. FOUR THIRTY, OK. FOUR THIRTY. and then she got a message from him asking her if she could meet him alone.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A COWARD.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. What is his deal. And she actually went. We walked after her without her knowing.. (Sorry Pereira. Couldn't help it.) And finally, when we caught up, she was at block 92, which was where we were in the first place!! So retarded, made us look like a bunch of idiots running around. And then, the next message was what reeeeeeeeeeeeally pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on the 9th floor" (or something to the effect.)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THIS IS?!?! SOME KIND OF CHEESY $5 MOVIE WITH NO POPCORN??!?!!? FOR THE LOVE OF TOM DICK AND HARRY, OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;He really needs to grow a brain. Or buy one. You know those toys like, when you put the thing in water and it expands, yea one of those brains will do. Just A BRAIN will do.&lt;br /&gt;So finally, Pereira got so sick of it she went home. And oh, guess what. 15 minutes later, we found the bloody idiot. Standing next to Phinonia, he was looking at the floor all stupid and sheepish. And i walked up to him and ranted, threw Pereira and Kea's letter at him, snatched the laminated stuff out of his hands and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;"I HAVE BEEN OUT SINCE 3 THIS AFTERNOON. WE ALL HAVE BEEN, WAITING FOR YOU. AND YOU COME LATE. NOT ONLY THAT, YOU MADE US RUN AROUND LOOKING LIKE COMPLETE IDIOTS LOOKING FOR YOU IN THIS ESTATE. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, BUT IF YOU EVER MAKE US DO THIS CRAP EVER AGAIN, I SWEAR I WILL RIP OUT YOUR SPLEEN. NOW GO HOME."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Funney moment in MSN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... (Me) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I'M&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHING&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;HARD&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up... I need your loving arm's to come and pick me up... says:&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm rewarding her for her maths and stuff&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] (RMK) says:&lt;br /&gt;Smellgood?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... says:&lt;br /&gt;MY GUT'S GONNA FALL OUT OF MY ARSE&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;That's really disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;You need me to help you put it back?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up... I need your loving arm's to come and pick me up... (Phinonia) says:&lt;br /&gt;I bought wan Kinder Joy&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. (Bobbi) says:&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says (Nathan? 0.o):&lt;br /&gt;If your guts fall out of your arse, your arsehole must be very big, yes?&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;actually theres an easier ways to get your guts out&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says:&lt;br /&gt;I am overjoyed that I have made the situation a tad more uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;And yes Bobbi, please enlighten us.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up... I need your loving arm's to come and pick me up... says:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blog!&lt;br /&gt;one moment please&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. says:&lt;br /&gt;just insert a scapel or a sharp object into your abdomen and make an incision downwards&lt;br /&gt;then stick your hand inside and&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... says:&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. says:&lt;br /&gt;yank out the intestines&lt;br /&gt;voila!&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... says:&lt;br /&gt;OK, BOBBI.&lt;br /&gt;WE GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. says:&lt;br /&gt;job done in less time&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says:&lt;br /&gt;She makes a good point.&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;That's good.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says:&lt;br /&gt;What have you got to lose, besides the GUT-WRENCHING PAIN, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Get it, Kea?&lt;br /&gt;GUT-WRENCHING?&lt;br /&gt;When you pull out your guts?&lt;br /&gt;Get it..... ???&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up... I need your loving arm's to come and pick me up... says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says:&lt;br /&gt;Forget I have ever said anything.&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.  That the ghost you love, your ray of light,Will fizzle out,Without hope. says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... says:&lt;br /&gt;pyon!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;Yes I get it.&lt;br /&gt;Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;Dude.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up... I need your loving arm's to come and pick me up... says:&lt;br /&gt;scary...&lt;br /&gt;You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, Everything... says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;[u][c=9]Kea[/c][/u]                                                             [b][c=4]i can't stop loving you[c=1];[/c][/c][/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;Get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan says:&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your acknowledgement of my joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw a site while i was in VE lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;This was the advertisement &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Technique and Positions to please your Lover with Multiple Orgasms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Visit: www.femaleorgasmrevealed.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what to say anymore =="&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we were in Values Education lesson just made it HARDER to believe.&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/8816873858019581118-4420187685965460581?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4420187685965460581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sad-to-say-that-i-have-to-waste-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4420187685965460581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4420187685965460581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sad-to-say-that-i-have-to-waste-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SfHGBONk27I/AAAAAAAAAD0/UI5M-l4F7SA/s72-c/Kyoya_Hibari_by_shel_yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-1720377620655712971</id><published>2009-04-23T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:30:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bRiAn. ごめん Sumimasen ごめんなさい says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm what time does your last lesson end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Of Manipu... Manicures. MANICURES. says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Brian.&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;do you really think i'm in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. EPIC PHAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah... i'm at home right now. Supposed to be in school, but i'm:&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;sleepless&lt;br /&gt;feverish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MC-less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one in bold is the most depressing i would think so. I have to go get one. And i don't even feel like getting out of my chair or bed this morning. GAH. And Pereira, Wan and Phinonia are coming over to study later!! ARGH. I should crash early tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-1720377620655712971?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1720377620655712971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/brian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1720377620655712971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1720377620655712971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/brian.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2018502117216081866</id><published>2009-04-18T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:32:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheri: how've you been, lovie?&lt;br /&gt;Wan: Hungry ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look very happy. You smile alot. You laugh often, and you're funny for all of us. Both fun, and funny. Your sarcasm makes me laugh. We take you for granted, we see you as the fun sized livewire of the outing. You don't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;You don't SEEM to mind.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that you're dying inside? You're scared to confide in others? Personal problems, ones that you're afraid to share... huge ones. You bottle them inside of you, and they're just waiting to explode? You care so much for us, but we're guilty of the same sin, we all take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;You say stupid things to cheer us up, and we laugh. You smile, and that makes us smile. You never disappoint with your ridiculous antics, and it's hilarious when you impersonate.&lt;br /&gt;What if you didn't feel like doing it in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;What if you never wanted to make the effort, but did so just to make us happy?&lt;br /&gt;What if you thought of us first?&lt;br /&gt;What if you wanted us to smile because you never really got the chance?&lt;br /&gt;What if you wanted us to feel the love because you never knew it?&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate you. We all do.&lt;br /&gt;Let's be the first to confirm it, a covenant bond :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the fun, thanks for the peace.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the laughter, thanks for the randomness.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the cheering up, thanks for the trouble you went to.&lt;br /&gt;But never forget you're our friend. you're MY friend, and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Be who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're smiling, we love you.&lt;br /&gt;Whether we're smiling, we love you.&lt;br /&gt;And I just need to let you know, you're my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yi Ting: Sheri... you're not happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sheri: REALLY NOW??&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ting: -chuckles-&lt;br /&gt;Sheri: And yet, HERE we are. Putting on smiles for the world!!&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ting: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But that's cause we're made for a better place.&lt;br /&gt;So get used to life sucking, it simply does,&lt;br /&gt;Because we're on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember we're always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;don't ever forget your comrades,&lt;br /&gt;who stand in the line of fire right next to you.&lt;br /&gt;our words are our ammunition,&lt;br /&gt;our passion represent our guns.&lt;br /&gt;and we will never forget the sounds of our enemies&lt;br /&gt;tumbling down, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;all because we stood together,&lt;br /&gt;firing our ammunition with our passion,&lt;br /&gt;comrades now and forever.&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/8816873858019581118-2018502117216081866?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2018502117216081866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/sheri-howve-you-been-lovie-wan-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2018502117216081866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2018502117216081866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/sheri-howve-you-been-lovie-wan-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-75173782625435211</id><published>2009-04-18T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:29:20.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NINTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the number is for!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-75173782625435211?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/75173782625435211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/ninth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/75173782625435211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/75173782625435211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/ninth.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-4551902784735791479</id><published>2009-04-17T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:54:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have like, 3 people who tagged me to do this quiz. More, i think. So i guess i should get to it =="&lt;br /&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think off the top of your head, And then answer the questions. Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them. Once you are done, all these 21 people has to do it too. can choose to do it. (for those w/ blogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wan&lt;br /&gt;2. Pereira&lt;br /&gt;3. Ian&lt;br /&gt;4. Hatori&lt;br /&gt;5. Kea&lt;br /&gt;6. Nathan&lt;br /&gt;7. Phinonia&lt;br /&gt;8. Bobbi&lt;br /&gt;9. Deborah&lt;br /&gt;10. Mitsukake&lt;br /&gt;11. Asaki&lt;br /&gt;12. Stacy&lt;br /&gt;13. Yayoi&lt;br /&gt;14. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;15. Meow&lt;br /&gt;16. Trina&lt;br /&gt;17. Hisagi&lt;br /&gt;18. Fatima&lt;br /&gt;19. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;20. Kimberly K&lt;br /&gt;21. Raiga&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;How do you meet 7? ( Phinonia )&lt;br /&gt;School. Duh. Both were in Sacps and Sacss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you and 15 never meet? ( Meow )&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Life would be pretty different. ROFL. Debate CCA would be missing somethaaang XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 21 and 1 dated? ( Wan and Raiga )&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Good question. I think that'd be weird. And Raiga's already attached, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 17 cry? ( Hisagi )&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 16 make a good couple? ( Hatori and Trina )&lt;br /&gt;Never!! Lol. I think Trina would die with such a formal guy. He attaches every one's name with an honorary. Even mine, which is kind of funny sometimes, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 11 is attractive? ( Asaki )&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Lol, yeah. He's a pretty boy, always dressed up in kimonos for girls during cultural festivals and CCA orientation. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 2 favourite colour? ( Pereira )&lt;br /&gt;SHAME ON ME IF I DON'T KNOW THIS!! Lol. Red, Black, Orange, Purple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 9? ( Deborah )&lt;br /&gt;TODAY! And will speak to her ASAP!! She's awesumme. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 8 speak? ( Bobbi )&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... English, Japanese is all i know. Probably a couple of others, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 13 going out with? ( Yayoi )&lt;br /&gt;Hisagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What age is 16? ( Trina )&lt;br /&gt;14. I think. Yeah, that should be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 3? (Ian)&lt;br /&gt;AH HAHAHAHAHA. -points weakly while in hysterics- G... good one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 18 live? ( Fatima )&lt;br /&gt;You know what? i have ABSOLUTELY no idea!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about 14? ( Ryan )&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This is hard, LOL. His RANDOMNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to tell 10 right now? ( Mitsukake )&lt;br /&gt;Keep at it, boy. Don't lose heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about 20? ( Kimberly K )&lt;br /&gt;KOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!! Her strained relationship with Ryan makes me laugh alot. Plus her sarcasm and her never failing to high five me back ROCKS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed 2? ( Pereira )&lt;br /&gt;No!! ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memory you have for 5? ( Kea )&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... There are loads. must be the time when he GOT US THROWN OUT OF JACK'S PLACE FOR BEING SO ROWDY. gosh. That was embarassing, man!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you're going to see 4? ( Hatori )&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... it's hard to say. We just meet up sometimes, we don't really arrange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is 7 different from 6? ( Nathan and Phinonia )&lt;br /&gt;One's a blondie pretty boy [it's a good thing to be pretty], and the other's a raven haired weirdo LOL, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 2 pretty? ( Pereira )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah :) She ISSSS!!! Especially her awesumme personality ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first impression on 15? ( Meow )&lt;br /&gt;She's a cool junior. Fun to hang with :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 3? ( Ian )&lt;br /&gt;Ian-tan? Through Ha', when he introed me to the whole band the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 1 your best friend? ( Wan )&lt;br /&gt;NO, MY POTTED PLANT ON MY BEDSIDE TABLE IS, HOW ABOUT THAT? Duh!! =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate 12? ( Stacy )&lt;br /&gt;No, why would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 18 in the last month? ( Fatima )&lt;br /&gt;Dude, i saw her couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to 5's house? ( Kea )&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEAH, SURE, i FLEW to FRANCE!! ==" No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you'll see 10? ( Mitsu )&lt;br /&gt;Not sure, like i said before, we aren't in the habit of arranging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close to 14? ( Ryan )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and he comes to my church XDXDXD Awesumme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to the movies with 4? ( Hatori )&lt;br /&gt;The guy's like a snail. GOSH. He stays in that retarded spactic dorm all day =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten in trouble with 8? ( Bobbi )&lt;br /&gt;No. -coughs- (not yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give 19 a hug? ( Melissa )&lt;br /&gt;O.O I don't do hugging. I just don't understand why people hug in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have you lied to 3? (Ian)&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha... ha ha... ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 11 good at socializing? ( Asaki )&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! He's great at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know a secret about 8? ( Bobbi )&lt;br /&gt;I know what kind of boxers she owns... does that count? ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe the relationship between 12 and 18. ( Stacy and Fatima )&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they know each other's exsistance. But Fatima does know a DIFFERENT Stacy... ahah. Lol, NO LINK HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about your friendship with 9? ( Deborah )&lt;br /&gt;We're TIGHT!! And she helps with my work, and during Debates she's serious and knows where to draw the line, like totally, ch'yea. -is veeeeery serious about this- Man, you should see her pre-debate day. LOL. Funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the worst thing about 6? ( Nathan )&lt;br /&gt;You kidding me? He's brill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on 13? ( Yayoi )&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY. the lovely prince Yayoi of flowers and thorns is TAKEN!! Bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known 2? ( Pereira )&lt;br /&gt;Like, since primary school... 6, 7 years, maybe? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 11 have a bf/gf? ( Asaki )&lt;br /&gt;Aww, interested? You can ask him. Not sure. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to punch 1 in the face? ( Wan )&lt;br /&gt;At times, when she does something REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEALLY annoying, like, repeat the same thing over and over again, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"What's the time??" "Where's the toilet?" and my personal favourite...&lt;br /&gt;"Why???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has 21 met your mother? ( Raiga )&lt;br /&gt;Nope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 10? ( Mitsukake )&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into him while i was waiting for Yayoi and Hisagi to pass me something :D Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3? ( Ian )&lt;br /&gt;Nope. (again, yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live near to 7? ( Phinonia )&lt;br /&gt;Kind of. You can literally walk there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 8 favourite food? ( Bobbi )&lt;br /&gt;WOW, NO BRAINER, strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car does 1 have? ( Wan )&lt;br /&gt;She has legs. Nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever travelled anywhere with 10? ( Mitsukake )&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA SEVEN ELEVEN LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave 14 $100, what would 14 spend it on? ( Ryan )&lt;br /&gt;Buying cooler decks XD for his awesumme magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;(New word for the Day: Awesumme = and awesome-er version of awesome :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-4551902784735791479?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4551902784735791479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-like-3-people-who-tagged-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4551902784735791479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4551902784735791479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-like-3-people-who-tagged-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-4841402929327016567</id><published>2009-04-16T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:08:50.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Baptized in the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've seen a vision of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I wanna be delivered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the city was a sinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've done a lot of things wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I swear I'm a believer&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sec1G_spsoI/AAAAAAAAADs/UcJahKyFXBw/s1600-h/suicideme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sec1G_spsoI/AAAAAAAAADs/UcJahKyFXBw/s400/suicideme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325283478683103874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everyone feels hopeless. Life's a jungle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Imagine yourself in a thick jungle. This is NOT a holiday. You are alone, lost, tired and hungry. Not the ideal combination. You look around you and feel like crap. 'I'm never getting out of here.' you believe, despite fervent prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You're not made for this place. Put you somewhere in the city and you can crawl home. Here, you're out of your element. And it doesn't feel nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Worse luck. You're not equipped. Your stuff got lost a while back when you paused to check out the cool toadstool and forgot to pick up your pack later on. So technically, you're dead if you remain stationary, since you have absolutely NOTHING on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What do you need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someone. And not just any someone. If you get someone who doesn't know the way out, all you've got is company. You need someone who can deliver you from this sickening, dense, dark jungle. Someone who can readily point in one direction and lead you outta this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then what you get is Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hold on. I'll try my best, and then God will do the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God caused the growth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can only go so far. But i'm not concerned. I will make the effort, and what i do, the Lord will multiply in abundance. I will not worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I will not worry :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This post is for a friend of mine, cheer up, ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 1:10 (Hope)&lt;br /&gt;10He has delivered us from such a deadly peril,&lt;br /&gt;and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope that&lt;br /&gt;he will continue to deliver us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like the prodigal son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was out on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now I'm trying to find my way back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Baptized in the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm delivered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm delivered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gV7CpUf90EI"&gt;The River By Good Charlotte.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-4841402929327016567?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4841402929327016567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/baptized-in-river-ive-seen-vision-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4841402929327016567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/4841402929327016567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/baptized-in-river-ive-seen-vision-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sec1G_spsoI/AAAAAAAAADs/UcJahKyFXBw/s72-c/suicideme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-8074463080991129771</id><published>2009-04-15T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:06:00.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;When the world gets in my face,&lt;br /&gt;I say, Have A Nice Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeXUBX3PQ5I/AAAAAAAAADk/0sKuxKye6zY/s1600-h/Ciel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeXUBX3PQ5I/AAAAAAAAADk/0sKuxKye6zY/s400/Ciel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324895254486139794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I GOT TOP 20 PLACING FOR JG'S OMG OMG OMG THIS IS SO COOL!! AND CONGRATS TO RYAN CHONG WHO GOT A PLACING, TOO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely lower than him, though.&lt;br /&gt;Probably number 20, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's childish, but...&lt;br /&gt;This is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME IN JG'S, I GOT PLACEMENT!! THIS IS SO COOL!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Thank God ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNEH MOMENTS!!&lt;br /&gt;1) During Debate&lt;br /&gt;Nadira: And like, these people can learn to be violence elsewher...&lt;br /&gt;Pereira: SELF DEFENCE!!! DEEEFENCE, DAMMIT!! X.X&lt;br /&gt;Me: AHAHAHAHA. Oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) During Debate&lt;br /&gt;Kerri: and sometimes i even forget my own name. I think i would, if it wasn't written on all my books.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Kerri: Sometimes when i shake other people's hands it takes me a second, like... "Hi, my name is..." -pauses- "Ah, yeah. Kerri. Hi, my name's Kerri."&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... -thinking- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omg. Bloody classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 106:1-5 (A Verse On Our Lord)&lt;br /&gt;1 Praise the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;       Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good;&lt;br /&gt;       his love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;2 Who can proclaim the mighty acts of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       or fully declare his praise?&lt;br /&gt;3 Blessed are they who maintain justice,&lt;br /&gt;       who constantly do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;4 Remember me, O LORD, when you show favor to your people,&lt;br /&gt;       come to my aid when you save them,&lt;br /&gt;5 that I may enjoy the prosperity of your chosen ones,&lt;br /&gt;       that I may share in the joy of your nation&lt;br /&gt;       and join your inheritance in giving praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohhh, if there's one thing I hang onto,&lt;br /&gt;That gets me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna do what I don't want to,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2xBl3gkDms&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Have A Nice Day by Bon Jovi.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-8074463080991129771?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8074463080991129771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/shining-like-diamond-rolling-with-dice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8074463080991129771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8074463080991129771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/shining-like-diamond-rolling-with-dice.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeXUBX3PQ5I/AAAAAAAAADk/0sKuxKye6zY/s72-c/Ciel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5366879493167798415</id><published>2009-04-12T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:49:43.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeHv0Y5XjeI/AAAAAAAAADU/l3bKOyauGBg/s1600-h/Ace+Of+Spades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeHv0Y5XjeI/AAAAAAAAADU/l3bKOyauGBg/s400/Ace+Of+Spades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323799917843942882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Swear, man, the bloody guy is double lifting. Look at the stupid thing, do you see it?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ON MSN &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri says:&lt;br /&gt;EW&lt;br /&gt;PEREIRA&lt;br /&gt;BRIAN IS ONLINE!!&lt;br /&gt;GROSS&lt;br /&gt;Debs says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Pereira says:&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;Sheri says:&lt;br /&gt;knowing i'm on the same social network hurts my brain already.&lt;br /&gt;=="&lt;br /&gt;Debs says:&lt;br /&gt;eh heheh&lt;br /&gt;Pereira says:&lt;br /&gt;SHERI!&lt;br /&gt;Debs says:&lt;br /&gt;take paracetamol&lt;br /&gt;Sheri says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CLASS &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: NATHAN!! Name the main guy NATHAN.&lt;br /&gt;Claire: HE HAS TO BE KOREAN!! KOREEEEAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: ...&lt;br /&gt;Claire: And his parents died in the war!! NATHAN HAMTARO!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: !?!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... No WAY am i writing about some dumbass named Nathan Hamtaro.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Isn't Hamtaro that hamster from Japan?&lt;br /&gt;Abigail: AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -working on my journal entry, writing- I realised that the art of Deathnote is the fact that many of us have a slightly sadistic side hidden even to ourselves. Killing others with a name and a piece of paper is somewhat a sadistic and gratifying experien...&lt;br /&gt;Friend: You do know you have to write about either chocolate or boys, right.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -looks at whiteboard- ... -crumples up piece of paper- Let's see. right from the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING ASSEMBLY &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have you done your literature notes?&lt;br /&gt;Wan: What literature notes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have you done your literature notes?&lt;br /&gt;Pereira: No.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Pereira: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Let's just wing it.&lt;br /&gt;Pereira: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING RECESS &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: You're obsessive.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Yes you are. You blow a buck everyday on the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, i can't help it if it's good.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: I bet you're gonna get it today, too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... No...&lt;br /&gt;Friend: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Get outta my way, i need my ice lemon tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: STOP KIDDING YOURSELF, LOVE, YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH MEH!! -joking-&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Oh, PISS OFF, dude!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I feel the LURVE, man. I feel the LURVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's good, that's good.&lt;br /&gt;Claire, Sheryl, Aqilah, Valerie and the whole class: THAT'S GOOD, THAT'S GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... -slides down in my seat- This is going to be a long year.&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/8816873858019581118-5366879493167798415?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5366879493167798415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-swear-man-bloody-guy-is-double.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5366879493167798415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5366879493167798415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-swear-man-bloody-guy-is-double.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SeHv0Y5XjeI/AAAAAAAAADU/l3bKOyauGBg/s72-c/Ace+Of+Spades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-1285777660601290161</id><published>2009-04-11T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:54:55.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things not To Do At Hogwarts: (For the DAY!!)&lt;br /&gt;1) I will NOT lock Gryffindors and Slytherins in the same room and place bets with Fred and George on who will come out alive.&lt;br /&gt;2) I will NOT point to the Dark Mark while Deatheaters are attacking Hogsmeade and yell "TO THE BAT MOBILE!!"&lt;br /&gt;3) I will NOT say solemnly "Cedric Diggory lives on in our hearts" and burst out into insane maniacal laughter 5 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;4) I will NOT sing [Bibbity Boppity Boo] when McGonagall tries to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was FUNNEH to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like, 7:45 AM to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "Hey, you can sleep some more, just woke you up to tell you you don't have to go for the music practise or full dress rehearsal today. So... go for tuition in an hour. -sets alarm clock and shuts door-"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ."&lt;br /&gt;So, woke up at 9, did my normal routine. Went for tuition. Yawning alot.&lt;br /&gt;My bag was insanely heavy with my math book in it, it's like, the side is thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis thick. (Yeah. held the book up against the screen. LOL.) it gradually got worse as the day progressed. Since i had it with me the WHOLE day =="&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Went for lunch at this INSANELY cool place with Ryan and his mum (?!?!? I know. I had the same reaction when invited, too, lol.) But before that, of course, the most fabulous me conveniently FORGOT how to make my way to Raffle's City, and went to Raffle's Interchange instead. GAH. Thank God i didn't take Geography, man. EPIC PHAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was JAPANESE MACHE (Yeah, i forgot the actual name. Shart Arp, Lol). HOW COOL IS THAT!?!?!?!! Yeah. And we went around the place and finally, after about 15 minutes or something, i ordered something, and while waiting, we went looking everywhere for Sushi and Chawanmushi... And turns out both were like, RIGHT at the entrance ==" Gosh, i felt stoopid. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny, and his mum was really nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;I had this spaghetti thing with egg on it. and tomato base. Sounds like Western Food, huh? I know. I was highly suspicious the place was Japanese after i glimpsed some of the stuff there &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we went straight to Church, cause' Music Practise was at 3:30. How much "practice" actually went on, i have NO idea, but i know we only completed the full song like, ONCE. -sighs- we have a LooooooooooooooooooNG way to go, guys ==" I spent more time practicing Magic than singaing. Eheh.&lt;br /&gt;And then Lifenet commenced XD Jie Leng shared about the Parable of the Mustard Seed, after 2 rounds of questions from the thousand questions book... and then we split into 2 groups to discuss what we'd learnt and have a short Q and A. Then our group split into 2, one guys and one for girls, and we prayed to end it off.&lt;br /&gt;After Lifenet, we went for dinner XD decided to head to Tampines One, but ended up eating at MOS Burger in Tampines Mall cause' T-One was WAAAAAY too crowded. (Some of us were probably claustraphobic) And then when we went to check out restaurants upstairs like Swensons, it was all full :(&lt;br /&gt;DID STREET MAGIC FOR THE FIRST TIME YESTERDAY!! OH MY GOSH!! To the guy working at Swen's.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Ok, you see, ok, I can read your mind. Say stop.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Swen's: Huh? Oh Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Ok, wait aah... wait. One more time. Say stop.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Swens: -laughs- Ok, stop.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Look at your card. -turns away-&lt;br /&gt;Mr Swen's: -looks- Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Got it? Got it? It's the 9 of Diamonds. (i only remember it was a diamonds card, so whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Swen's: You were looking at the reflection!! -points to the shiny pillar next to him-&lt;br /&gt;ROFL So i did the same trick for him XD AND IT WORKS, YEAH!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... after dinner we walked around T-One, but most of the shops were already closed :(&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to go to Uniqlo!!!! ==" TT.TT Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH. Woke up at some terribly un-Godly hour and went to church.&lt;br /&gt;I FROZE IN THERE, man. I swear, it was SOOOO cold. I was already wearing 2 layers, ok, so it WAS NOT me. Loads of people told me it was cold, too... Gosh, run for the heaters!!!  ...(&gt;O.O)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's after lunch, i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS WE ATE LUNCH AT THIS SUPER COOL FANCY CHINESE RESTAURANT PLACE!!! It was on the 60th floor of this building in the middle of the city and it was really cool ^^ Plus, the tea pot thing was like, a meter plus long. OH MY GOSH, and the guy would pour it in this super cool way, like tilting it and the tea would be like, SPLOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh. Very funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK UP LINES OF THE DAY!! (Epic PHAIL's of the Generation :)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Did it hurt when they kicked you out of hell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'm all you've got cutie&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Then I must not have alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Haven't I seen you someplace before?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'd go through anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Good! Let's start with your bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I'd like to call you. What's your number?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: It's in the phone book.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: But I don't know your name.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: That's in the phone book too.&lt;br /&gt;(GAHAHAHA.)&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/8816873858019581118-1285777660601290161?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1285777660601290161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-not-to-do-at-hogwarts-for-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1285777660601290161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/1285777660601290161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-not-to-do-at-hogwarts-for-day-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2796793209139690299</id><published>2009-04-10T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:58:02.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MSN Funneh Moments With Keeeeeeah, Bobster, Pereira and Phinonia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUNNEH MOMENT ONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's fine, darling :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bobbi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you two are so romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you walked out of a novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...Yeah and I'm a vampire. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUNNEH MOMENT TWO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pereira says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; YOU TOOK THAT FROM UNHOLY CONFESSIONS! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What did I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pereira says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Change your personal message! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's not as if you own that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pereira says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I AM GOING TO SLAP YOUR EYEBALLS D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phinonia says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will poke your fats :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phinonia says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pereira says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LOLXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knock yourself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh shut up :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUNNEH MOMENT THREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can't touch this :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lulz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I AM A PERVERT :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bobbi writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; PERVERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phinonia says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kea says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; P- Pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E- Exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; R- Ravenous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; V- Vicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E- Ecstacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; R- Raphael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; T- Touchable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pereira says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ingenius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ROFFLE. 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Ei em triying tiu maek @ niuu languiage. BUAharharhar.&lt;br /&gt;Dis waz @ darre phrom @ frand. Roffle (ouh miy guoshh har har)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enywaez... Ohkae. Ei em boared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... HAITCHUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ennd yiu knoe, der wethar iz juss purfeckt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guoshh. Ei hairv tiu stohp dis raiht nao. Ei carnt taek eet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHOO! Thank God for English is all i have to say. Haha!! Can ANYONE read it? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL. Like, my friend and i were studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -thinking- Man, i need to pee. *stands up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: Where you goin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: To see Harry Potter. *enters toilet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: -calls- In The BATHROOM??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ... -thinking- I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were watching a video the other day, Me, Debstaaar and Pereira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Debstaaar: AHHHHH -covers eyes-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you should be ablew to tell what kind of stupid video we were watching. If not, it was a video on youtube of "scary" clips from movies. Me and Pereira found them kinda stupid.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: GAHAHAHAAHAH PEREIRA THEY SAWED OFF HIS TOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pereira: HAHAHAHA I KNOW. -looks at me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -Looks at Pereira- *simultaenously* EAT IT, EAT IT, EAT IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Debstaaar: AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pereira: -insert insane and maniacal laughter here-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: *in an ah-lian-talking-to-boyfriend-voice* Mommie, wif i eat my toe will it grow back???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pereira: DAHAHAHAHAHA OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. You know you're getting paranoid when you make a back-up sandwhich for the sandwhich you just made in case it gets eaten by your non-existent dog. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways... more funny conversations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I'm about to kill you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: What?! WHY?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Cause i have mental problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: Errr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~kin kon kan kon~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: RECESS OMG GOT TO GO LIEK NAO. -runs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Friend: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend 1: It's not moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend 2: What's not moving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend 3: The serviette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend 1: i mean, fan's blowing, and everything else is moving cept' the stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -stares- *coughs* Well, you see, at this time of the year, it is typical for the serviette to be in hibernation. It won't move till June or July...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*serviette flies off the table*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Well, there goes your fun. *walks away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: GAH I NEED TO GO GET A DRINK OR A MOVIE OR A HOLIDAY OR A SWIM OR THE GYM OR WHATEVER OH MY GOSH I JUST CAN'T STAY IN MY OWN HEAD FOR THAT LONG I CAN'T FOCUS MIDYEARS ARE A COUPLE OF WEEKS AWAY AND I CAN'T GET ANYTHING THROUGH MY THICK NUMB SKULL I'M DEAD I'M DEAD OH MY GOSH GAAAAAAH LOOK AT MY RESULTS THEY SUCK I GOT TO DO SOOOOOOMETHIIIIIIING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ... That was on video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: ... yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -bangs head on table repeatedly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: That too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ... Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: -Aims at waterbottle on table with eraser- Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: -tries again- ... Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: -just gotta give it one last shot- !@$#@%(#$T%(&amp;amp;^%(&amp;amp;T%&amp;amp;(#_)(... -walks out of room-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Me: ... -knocks it over with finger- ... Whoop-dee-doo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: Whoa, that's cool... you gotta use eggs... you gotta use eggs... to make a souffle!!! -looks around and at me- YOU GOTTA USE EGGS TO MAKE A SOUFFLE!! I JUST FIGURED IT OUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -walks past her and makes a souffle- ... that's great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: -walks away-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: GWACHOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: Gave me a heart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Cause' that was TOOOE-tally my intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Me: -gets ink on my face by rubbing my eye- Aw crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that's all, folks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-8637019897969124446?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8637019897969124446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/normal-0-false-false-false-en-sg-x-none.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8637019897969124446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8637019897969124446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/normal-0-false-false-false-en-sg-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-7215927634267073802</id><published>2009-04-10T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:38:51.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brace myself and let go,&lt;br /&gt;Start it over again in Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;These friends, they dont love you!&lt;br /&gt;They just love the hotel suites, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sd7YcLmcl2I/AAAAAAAAADM/F6KpOl-JpJY/s1600-h/Wolfram+Is+Cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sd7YcLmcl2I/AAAAAAAAADM/F6KpOl-JpJY/s400/Wolfram+Is+Cool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322929788260489058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA just HAVE to post this. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;SJS term reports recently came out with STARTLING Displays!!&lt;br /&gt;Straw-Bobbi's Term Report is SO AWESOME:&lt;br /&gt;English - A&lt;br /&gt;Japanese-A&lt;br /&gt;Elementary arithmetic-A&lt;br /&gt;Advanced arithmetic-A&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry- A&lt;br /&gt;Physics-A&lt;br /&gt;Biology-A&lt;br /&gt;History-A&lt;br /&gt;World Civ- C&lt;br /&gt;Geography-A&lt;br /&gt;English Literature-f   ...  OH MY GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Dunno why she failed English Lit, though. They're doing Lord Of The Flies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitsukake's Term Report was like, almost HOLY, man... :&lt;br /&gt;English - A&lt;br /&gt;Japanese-A&lt;br /&gt;Elementary arithmetic-A&lt;br /&gt;Advanced arithmetic-A&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry- A&lt;br /&gt;Physics-A&lt;br /&gt;Biology-A&lt;br /&gt;History-A&lt;br /&gt;World Civ-A&lt;br /&gt;Geography-A&lt;br /&gt;English Literature-A&lt;br /&gt;(... In other words, STRAIGHT A's... OH MY GOSH, told you. Almost Holy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna post more, just saying:&lt;br /&gt;Hatori got all A's, too, Second place in the level, right behind Mitsukake. (Smart arse. Rofl.)&lt;br /&gt;Yayoi got all A's, top in his level. (Student Council PRESIDENT, what do you expect, LOL.) Hisagi had 2 B's, one for English Lit and one for History. Placed 3rd in the level. (Haha!!)&lt;br /&gt;Raiga got all A's with the exception of Advanced Arithmatic (B), and placed behind Hatori, 3rd place. Bobbi was one place lower than him, so WORK HARD, BOBBI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it's kind of obvious i'm surrounded by smart people. Pereira's MATHEMATICS ROCKS, and i'm like, almost just passing. I have GOT to buck up, man. i swear...&lt;br /&gt;My knee's getting better :)&lt;br /&gt;LET'S ALL MOVE ON TO SEC 4/5 NEXT YEAR, 3/5!! GO, GO, GO!! (wow, lol.)&lt;from her="" blog="" d="" dunno="" why="" she="" failed="" they="" re="" doing="" lord="" mitsukake="" term="" report="" elementary="" world="" other="" straight="" oh="" my="" told="" not="" gonna="" post="" hatori="" second="" right="" yayoi="" top="" his="" student="" council="" what="" do="" you="" hisagi="" had="" 2="" b="" english="" lit="" for="" in="" raiga="" a="" with="" the="" exception="" advanced="" arithmatic="" placed="" behind="" 3rd="" bobbi="" was="" one="" place="" lower="" than="" work="" so="" it="" kind="" of="" obvious="" surrounded="" by="" smart="" pereira="" mathematics="" and="" m="" almost="" just="" have="" got="" buck="" i="" swear="=&amp;quot;" knee="" getting="" better="" let="" s="" all="" move="" on="" to="" sec="" 4="" 5="" next="" 3=""&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(You know, you know, you know, do you know you Know Yun Ho? No, i'm kidding. Apparntly he's some famous Korean guy, I THINK. And that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, these Australian peeps came to our school and EVERYONE was like, staring at the guys. I think the girls in our school are DEPRIVED of guydom. You see, that's why i'm never gonna let my kid in an all girls'boys school. They should be trained from young to cope with people of the opposite sex :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 16:7 (It's all really a point of view thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-7603" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; But the LORD said to Samuel, "Do not consider his appearance&lt;br /&gt;or his height, for I have rejected him. The LORD does not look at&lt;br /&gt;the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance,&lt;br /&gt;but the LORD looks at the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I! Don't! Care, what you think,&lt;br /&gt;As long as its about me...&lt;br /&gt;The best of us can find happiness,&lt;br /&gt;In misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zU-pq7y2JbA"&gt;I Don't Care By Fall Out Boy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-7215927634267073802?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/7215927634267073802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/brace-myself-and-let-go-start-it-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/7215927634267073802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/7215927634267073802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/brace-myself-and-let-go-start-it-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sd7YcLmcl2I/AAAAAAAAADM/F6KpOl-JpJY/s72-c/Wolfram+Is+Cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5616627738761910734</id><published>2009-04-09T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:40:57.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whoo... tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Well, a few things happened to me this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 1!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SOMEHOW BROKE THROUGH A STONE DRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. it IS pretty depressing, cause i don't even weigh that much, and the ONE time i chose to run, i SWEAR, man... and i just HAD to fall through the drain. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I have this annoying thing on my knee that bleeds, in other words an open wound, and a long line of red scratches that look like a cat came after me in a frenzy. OH MY GOSH. And it's all line-ey and scar-ry now TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 2!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY WALLET.&lt;br /&gt;YUP!! All people with lost wallets, now is the time to practice your EMPATHY.&lt;br /&gt;I had like, 35-40 bucks in there, with one of my main mode's of transportation: MY EZ-LINK CARD. Actually, i think the card matters more than the money. I gotta really cancel that thing soon, or some idiot will go use up my MONEH.&lt;br /&gt;(Well, it's my mum's money, but technically she gave it to me to top-up my card, so...)&lt;br /&gt;Number 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;... I forgot number 3. so let's just talk about normal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... loads of homework. Like, there's Social studies 12 mark essay in POV structure... there's Lit Note Worksheets to fill up... got to do the retarded English Journal (!!! Why me!?!? And Wan, and Kim Koh, And Dayna?!! GOSH. And there are people in our class who are coping WELL in English, ok. You know, we had like THREE teachers coming in at one point in time... OH MY) ...I think there's some stuff i'm missing, but oh well. I'll figure it out sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Debstaaar and Pereira came over to my place today to study again!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;I love it when they come over. Cause i know that even with them around, by experience, i actually DO get work done, and Pereira helps me with math. And i REALLY need help in math. OH MY GOODNESS. -vomits blood-&lt;br /&gt;FINONIA stalked us to my house today. LOL. On the way...&lt;br /&gt;Deborah: You know right, the Phosphorus chemical thing, right? Cause it's pronounced like an F, we can say Fiona's name is spelt like, Phiona. and the H is silent, so it's PEE_OH_NAH.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pereira: GAHAHAHAAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona: No, i, no, but, no!! -Hyperventilates... as usual-&lt;br /&gt;Me: So Finonia is Phinonia, which ultimately becomes Pee_Noh_Nia.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: GAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Fiona: -Hyperventilates some more :) Haha-&lt;br /&gt;Well... yeah. I'll stop there.&lt;br /&gt;Ps; I UNDERSTAND FUNCTIONS AND GRAPHS!! OH MY GOSH, BREAKTHROUGH!!!!!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is when you break a cookie in two, and give someone else the bigger piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-5616627738761910734?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5616627738761910734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5616627738761910734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5616627738761910734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5847807224814649276</id><published>2009-04-08T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:45:56.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Getting Hectic Everywhere That I Go,&lt;br /&gt;They Won't Leave Me Alone,&lt;br /&gt;These Things They All Wanna Know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm Getting Paranoid Of All The People I Meet,&lt;br /&gt;Why Are They Talking To Me,&lt;br /&gt;And Why Can't Anyone See...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdyluHAgIII/AAAAAAAAADE/kEuvY-mQZYk/s1600-h/Silver+Ram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdyluHAgIII/AAAAAAAAADE/kEuvY-mQZYk/s400/Silver+Ram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322311071218802818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture SERIOUSLY reminds me of Kea!! HAHAHAHAHAHA. Like, 2 Years AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seamus: Well, look at that. even if we wanted to go in, we can't. Percy put a lock on the thing.&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Yeah, and i bet there's some really complicated spell to unlock the stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;Harry: ... Or a couple of keys on a GIANT key ring hanging on the wall next to us.&lt;br /&gt;All: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something. Something important.&lt;br /&gt;I Really, REALLY miss you.&lt;br /&gt;And you remember that day?&lt;br /&gt;You know, you hate that day so much. So much because you faced just a little embarrassment. Well, let me tell you something. The day you hate so much, the day we were embarrassed together, the day we were pointed and laughed at, was the first day i thought to myself, "i finally had a real friend." The day we first met, and the day we went through the pains of being freshmen together.&lt;br /&gt;Well. You may hate that day. But i loved that day. The day you HATED the most...&lt;br /&gt;That was my FAVOURITE day.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how much they may try to tear us apart, i hope we somehow manage to cling together through it all anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're one of my best friends. And i just don't wanna lose you.&lt;br /&gt;I Just... I Just Wanna Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:18 (A Verse on Love)&lt;br /&gt;18There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear,&lt;br /&gt;because fear has to do with punishment. The one&lt;br /&gt;who fears is not made perfect in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Just Wanna Live...&lt;br /&gt;Don't Really Care About The Things That They Say,&lt;br /&gt;Don't Really Care What Happens To Me,&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mdTg_ZqNMY"&gt;I Just Wanna Live By Good Charlotte.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-5847807224814649276?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5847807224814649276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-hectic-everywhere-that-i-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5847807224814649276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5847807224814649276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-getting-hectic-everywhere-that-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdyluHAgIII/AAAAAAAAADE/kEuvY-mQZYk/s72-c/Silver+Ram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2160840647709332942</id><published>2009-04-07T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:09:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause we can dress it up, we can dress it down&lt;br /&gt;Any way you want it done girl&lt;br /&gt;Or we can stay home, talkin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Rappin' 'til we see the sun girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdtCNmhlhUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r73qdeHhgwo/s1600-h/Rules_of_Anime_3_by_iluvarbok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdtCNmhlhUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r73qdeHhgwo/s400/Rules_of_Anime_3_by_iluvarbok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321920186115523906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Today Pereira and Debstaaar came to my place to help me with homework ^^&lt;br /&gt;And as of AGAIN, i think this time Debstaaar wanted to jump outta the window, too =="&lt;br /&gt;Lol!!! But they helped me alot, and apparently tuition is helping, cause i was able to get the questions right most of the time now!! XD I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today something happened in our class... and i got really angry and shouted at someone. Oops. Not good. I so shouldn't have done that. Man.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, Mrs Boo had asked me to help the Class Committee with the new seating arrangement plans. -sighs- Girls will understand what this means. Everyone is BOUND to get pissed in some way or another because:&lt;br /&gt;A) They're being moved away from their friends.&lt;br /&gt;B) They're being moved to sit with someone they don't like.&lt;br /&gt;C) They're friends are sitting far away.&lt;br /&gt;D) Their friends are replaced with someone they don't really like.&lt;br /&gt;And i got alot of Flak. Like, ALOT. there's a girl in my class who kept rolling her eyes and glaring at me... I think she knows my blog address, and i'm not going to say her name in case other people from school come here. In her defense, i guess she doesn't like the person she's sitting next to, so...&lt;br /&gt;And i yelled at her. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Like, she was blaming me for putting her in a new place, but i still don't get it. It's not like i put my glorious signature on the new seating plan, right? I mean, everyone had to contribute anyways. And if she needs to be moved, i'm sorry. She's going to be moved. And even if she doesn't like it, i didn't exactly like sitting next to some people previously in school either. I mean, Audrey's ok. she's nice. But either way. It's not like school's all aout the person you sit next to, so you know. whatever, just deal with it like i did. Just don't talk to the other person and focus on your lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: WELL, YEAH, YOU KNOW WHAT _____?!?! YOU THINK I PUT YOU THERE??!? FINE, I PUT YOU THERE!! YES, I DID!! SO YOU CAN BLAME ME FOR THE REST OF YOUR TIME HERE FOR ALL I CARE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sighs- I shouldn't have lost my temper. Man. I am way too used to doing that for comfort. Oh my gosh. I'm sorry, _____, if you read this post. Gosh, gosh. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I'm sitting next to Han Ru. Oh My Gosh. I think i might die of a heart attack soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 9:17 (A Verse on God's Mercy)&lt;br /&gt;17 They refused to listen and failed to remember the&lt;br /&gt;miracles you performed among them. They became stiff-necked&lt;br /&gt;and in their rebellion appointed a leader in order to return to their&lt;br /&gt;slavery. But you are a forgiving God, gracious and compassionate,&lt;br /&gt;slow to anger and abounding in love. Therefore&lt;br /&gt;you did not desert them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The summer's over for the both of us&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean we should give up on love&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I've been thinking of&lt;br /&gt;And I knew the day I met you you'd be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Game Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Warning, Game contains scary content, very real graphics,&lt;br /&gt;and is not recommended for people who are easily frightened.&lt;br /&gt;Please do adhere to this warning. Walkthroughs can be found over&lt;br /&gt;the internet, just type in "Hotel 626 Walkthrough" in search engines :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-online-games-directory.com/content/view/110/34/"&gt;Hotel 626.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T60-HK1aQKc"&gt;Summer Love By Justin Timberlake.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2160840647709332942?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2160840647709332942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-we-can-dress-it-up-we-can-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2160840647709332942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2160840647709332942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-we-can-dress-it-up-we-can-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdtCNmhlhUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r73qdeHhgwo/s72-c/Rules_of_Anime_3_by_iluvarbok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2382382393117376291</id><published>2009-04-05T18:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:50:43.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I pour out my emotions&lt;br /&gt;I feel emptier inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how  to play it like&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdnPiYdn0_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Al3VYmTy_dw/s1600-h/___Our_Angel_Ryou____by_Innocent_raiN.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdnPiYdn0_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Al3VYmTy_dw/s400/___Our_Angel_Ryou____by_Innocent_raiN.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321512624304149490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, in church, I'm sad to say that part of the service was dedicated to Uncle Berwin. Pastor William was careful to tell us all about his passion and enthusiasm, his positive outlook on life right up till the moment God decided to bring Uncle Berwin back with him.&lt;br /&gt;When i arrived, Auntie Carolyn was doing Children's Church. But Uncle Sean said i wouldn't help her cause' i didn't have the training to. "But I helped her for 6 months last year." He still said i could only help after I'd attended a training session. I nodded. Ok. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Had praise and worship, lots of people were already crying. (whoa.)&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the sanctuary to listen to the sermon. I sat next to Jordan and Ellie, and I'm telling you, the way Jordan applies make up single-handedly never ceases to amaze me. I think Jordan could become one of those personal shopper people. Kinda. Since she knows so much stuff about fashion. Gosh. She knows brands that i can hardly pronounce. (Till i was in primary 6, i pronounced Chanel as Channel. ROFL.)&lt;br /&gt;After church, waited in the kitchen with Tim and Mark for hospitality. Turned out they were making the sandwiches outside. Grabbed a couple and bummed around church after the service, loads of people prayed for Uncle Berwin and his family.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad.&lt;br /&gt;But then a script played itself out in my mind after Pastor William's message that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God: So, eh, Berwin. You've been here a couple of days now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berwin: Yes, boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God: That's good, that's good. Well, you see, lots of people down there -gestures to Earth- miss you. So... well, i'm giving you the choice. Wanna go back down to Earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berwin: ERK. No thanks. I'll wait for them to join me up here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I so bet that's what would happen. Even if we want Uncle Berwin back, he isn't going to want to come back anyway!! And that's actually very reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;He's in a better place.&lt;br /&gt;So let's just mourn, not cause we want him back, since we know he's in a better place, but because we knew him, and he was our friend. We might never get to see his smile down here on Earth, but i'm sure he'll be happy in heaven anyways, and that's all that matters :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for letting us know Uncle Berwin!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 4:7 (Averse of Perseverance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-29862" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;I have fought the good fight,&lt;br /&gt; I have finished the race,&lt;br /&gt; I have kept the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...But I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Even though I do...still...&lt;br /&gt;Miss you&lt;br /&gt;Just  like the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;With me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie&lt;br /&gt;I  cant imagine my life&lt;br /&gt;With out you but I&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I will survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyv64SNChn8"&gt;Survive By Gabriella.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2382382393117376291?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2382382393117376291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-time-i-pour-out-my-emotions-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2382382393117376291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2382382393117376291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-time-i-pour-out-my-emotions-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdnPiYdn0_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Al3VYmTy_dw/s72-c/___Our_Angel_Ryou____by_Innocent_raiN.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2832863159662460233</id><published>2009-04-04T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:41:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Hope you Still Feel Small When You stand&lt;br /&gt;beside The Ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever One Door Closes I Hope&lt;br /&gt;One More Opens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sdd11kr0DUI/AAAAAAAAACc/Admes9XenA4/s1600-h/_Valiafiona_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sdd11kr0DUI/AAAAAAAAACc/Admes9XenA4/s400/_Valiafiona_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320851048002489666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a man, who was ill. He was very ill.&lt;br /&gt;Friends had tried to help him. Some produced tonics, others recommended doctors. Many patted his back and told him to hang in there. Loads of people smiled at him and sent him cards. People with more time and money sent him gifts of food and packets of money.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody tried to save him.&lt;br /&gt;Till one day, a lady spoke to him. Told him about the Gospel, told him about the Lord. Hope returned to the man's eyes, his will to live restored. He was alive again. Physically, and emotionally both, something he had predicted against for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in years: he was alive again. And he was safe. He was happy. He was reassured.&lt;br /&gt;He was with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a man who was important to many people has passed away. His name was Berwin.&lt;br /&gt;This man attended my church, and he had cancer. It spread to all parts of his body. He had his good days, he had his bad ones. Nonetheless, knowing God had helped this man in the most incredible way i have ever seen, i'm glad to say i believe he's in a better place.&lt;br /&gt;This man was my mother's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even begin to imagine how she must be feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Berwin was the epitome of enthusiasm in our Church. Even in his old age and failing health, he had never given up a chance to help.&lt;br /&gt;In his younger days, Uncle Berwin was a logo designer. Guess who designed the Total Defence Logo? That's right. Uncle Berwin was a professional logo designer, and his pieces were winners in many competitions.&lt;br /&gt;He helped in whatever way he could. He made invitations for the church, and designed banners and the like. he tried to help, and we were very lucky to have such a passionate person about God in our church. I am very thankful he was with US. Of all the churches in Singapore, God planted him in ours. And i'm glad to have known him.&lt;br /&gt;He's going to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; place. Comfort yourself with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fact&lt;/span&gt;. He's already &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we try our best to love this world, and fail.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we wonder why something seems out of place.&lt;br /&gt;We're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homesick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant for this place, this joke of a world called Earth.&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be by the side of God. We were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;built for Eternity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were fashioned to be with Him.&lt;br /&gt;And now that Uncle Berwin is with God, his story has come to the last page.&lt;br /&gt;It ends with this:&lt;br /&gt;And he &lt;s&gt;lived&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; Happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verses Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 116:15-16 (A Psalm on death)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-15864" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;     15&lt;/sup&gt; Precious in the sight of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;  is the death of his saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-15865" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;     16&lt;/sup&gt; O LORD, truly I am your servant;&lt;br /&gt;  I am your servant, the son of your maidservant;&lt;br /&gt;  you have freed me from my chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 57:1-2 (A verse to Encourage those in mourning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-18767" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; The righteous perish,&lt;br /&gt;    and no one ponders it in his heart;&lt;br /&gt;    devout men are taken away,&lt;br /&gt;    and no one understands&lt;br /&gt;    that the righteous are taken away&lt;br /&gt;    to be spared from evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-18768" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Those who walk uprightly&lt;br /&gt;    enter into peace;&lt;br /&gt;    they find rest as they lie in death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Promise me That You'll Give&lt;br /&gt;Faith A Fighting Chance...&lt;br /&gt;and When You Get the Choice, To Sit it Out, Or Dance...&lt;br /&gt;I Hope You Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2SfmcNg8js"&gt;I Hope You Dance By Lee Ann Womack.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2832863159662460233?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2832863159662460233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hope-you-still-feel-small-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2832863159662460233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2832863159662460233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hope-you-still-feel-small-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sdd11kr0DUI/AAAAAAAAACc/Admes9XenA4/s72-c/_Valiafiona_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2099994237278967342</id><published>2009-04-03T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:39:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Don't Care What They Say About Me,&lt;br /&gt;It's Alright, It's Alright...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Care What They Think About Me,&lt;br /&gt;It's Alright, They'll Get It One Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdYQ_9EjpPI/AAAAAAAAACU/lZXmHEc6pyk/s1600-h/love_my_music_by_kerochao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320458700696298738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdYQ_9EjpPI/AAAAAAAAACU/lZXmHEc6pyk/s400/love_my_music_by_kerochao.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I refute any racist comments about the picture above &gt;:( i like it.)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, i'm in church now... had to come here for music practise :)&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i just received a very, VERY unfortunate piece of information.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO MEMORIZE A CHINESE SONG FOR EASTER.&lt;br /&gt;Yup. THIS person here: Sheri Tan, is going to have to memorize a chinese song. THIS girl, the one who's been failing chinese with flying colours ALL along.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH. NOOOOOOOOOOO. Now i have to ask my mum to translate EVERYTHING into Hanyu Pinyin. (I cannot believe i know how to spell that)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, people. I have to MEMORIZE chinese. It's bad enough if you ask me to REFER to the paper and sing it. But you ask me to MEMORIZE it. I admit. I'm EXTREMELY FREAKED OUT. OH MY GOSH. OHHHHH MYYYY GOOOOOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Today, in class, we were discussing the whole Lambda thing, one of the units for the properties of a graph in physics. Then Sheryl and Aqilah started talking about Adam Lambert... ==" WOW.&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: OMG, ADAM LAMBERT IS HOT.&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah: I KNOW!! (actually, it was "I NOOOOOE", but my eyes can't take it.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can we stop focusing on Adam Lambert?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: OMG!! ADAM LAMBERT ON AMERICAN IDOL?!?! HE'S HOTT.&lt;br /&gt;Me: !!?&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: But he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone except me: HUH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: NO HE IS NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *sweat* ... oh wow... *palms face*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;GEEZ. I was under the impression that in physics class we focus on you know... PHYSICS =="&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Well, Bobbi was even better. She was talking to another friend, that asked, "where's Mr Poh?" and she was like, "out POH-ing."&lt;br /&gt;Like, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. What on earth, man =="&lt;br /&gt;And then she called him a toad for making A math tutorials on the same day as her tuition :) HAHA. Lol, poor&lt;br /&gt;Bobbi. But her term paper's come in. Aside from English Literature and Civ, she's doing AWESOME :D So GOOD job, Bobster!!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;GET BETTER, WAN, KIM, NICOLE, RYAN, PEREIRA, AND GET GLASSES, NAYELA!! (Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100:1-2 (A Word On Praise)&lt;br /&gt;1 Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;2 Worship the LORD with gladness;&lt;br /&gt;come before him with joyful songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Love You, and I'm Following You.&lt;br /&gt;You Are My, My Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QF27rCnFP4A"&gt;All Day By Hillsong United.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2099994237278967342?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2099994237278967342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-care-what-they-say-about-me-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2099994237278967342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2099994237278967342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-care-what-they-say-about-me-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdYQ_9EjpPI/AAAAAAAAACU/lZXmHEc6pyk/s72-c/love_my_music_by_kerochao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-7853025746911685830</id><published>2009-04-02T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:02:44.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's No Escaping The Truth,&lt;br /&gt;There's No Mistaking, It's You,&lt;br /&gt;god, Forever, We'll...&lt;br /&gt;Get Up and Dance, Get Up and Dance,&lt;br /&gt;And Praise You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdTElQG6ApI/AAAAAAAAACM/hXKxupi2HbM/s1600-h/Yours+Truly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdTElQG6ApI/AAAAAAAAACM/hXKxupi2HbM/s400/Yours+Truly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320093204089537170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realise how AMAZINGLY terrible at math i am =="&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH. Pereira came over today, and I'm testifying she spent the WHOLE day vomiting BLOOD while she taught me how to multiply all over again :)&lt;br /&gt;An exaggeration, but still... i was a hopeless case today TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;... -sighs- Man. If Pereira were getting paid, it'd be something like, 90 an HOUR. Gosh O.O&lt;br /&gt;It was very depressing after listening to her say before every question, "This one is really, easy, ok... just try your best" and then when i finished, she'd look at the answer and ask my mother to the key to the window grill so she could jump out of it =="&lt;br /&gt;... -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... so many pictures so little time :) I love browsing deviant art for pretty and beautiful picture collections. Most are anime, but i look at still art and photography submissions, too ^^&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH. DID YOU KNOW THEY HAD HARRY POTTER ANIME?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, man. LOOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS-IVlWL1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/JsXq8h6ZBKY/s1600-h/HP___Photo_Shoot__by_cat_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS-IVlWL1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/JsXq8h6ZBKY/s400/HP___Photo_Shoot__by_cat_cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320086110273417042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top Row: Draco Malfoy (I know, WOAH), Fred and George Weasley, Percy Weasley (HAHA!!)&lt;br /&gt;Second Row: Severus Snape, Sirius Black!! and Peter, i think. Known also as Wormtail :)&lt;br /&gt;First Row: Hermione, Harry and Ron (DUH, people. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh... i didn't know Draco Malfoy looked so cool in anime form :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Look, LOOK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS_W40OvMI/AAAAAAAAACE/MYQ2gWUPCLg/s1600-h/Junk_series__35__by_cat_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS_W40OvMI/AAAAAAAAACE/MYQ2gWUPCLg/s400/Junk_series__35__by_cat_cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087459760880834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS_WK_gQcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lHU2Ya98Yr4/s1600-h/SEEKER___Draco_Malfoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdS_WK_gQcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lHU2Ya98Yr4/s400/SEEKER___Draco_Malfoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320087447460135362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHOO!!!! He looks cool in the movie, but he looks better you know. Non-real. (HAHA, and to think i got considerably good marks for english, hey.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan, get better!! I'm really worried about you, you know :(&lt;br /&gt;Pereira, you have GOT to tend to your ankle properly... might get worse if neglected... :(&lt;br /&gt;Nayela, please, PLEASE go get a set of specs, don't squint, it's bad for your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Koh!! Cheer Up &lt;:) don't make me worry for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, take some medicine, ok, get better :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 12:17-19 (Word of the Tongue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16737" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; A truthful witness gives honest testimony,&lt;br /&gt;but a false witness tells lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16738" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; Reckless words pierce like a sword,&lt;br /&gt;but the tongue of the wise brings healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16739" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; Truthful lips endure forever,&lt;br /&gt;but a lying tongue lasts only a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's No Escaping Your Light,&lt;br /&gt;There's No Mistaking Your Love,&lt;br /&gt;Across The World, We Will,&lt;br /&gt;Get Up and Dance, Get Up and Dance,&lt;br /&gt;And Praise You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSKTUTG02Ik"&gt;Break Free By Hillsong United.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-7853025746911685830?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/7853025746911685830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-no-escaping-truth-theres-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/7853025746911685830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/7853025746911685830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-no-escaping-truth-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdTElQG6ApI/AAAAAAAAACM/hXKxupi2HbM/s72-c/Yours+Truly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-467022647694361084</id><published>2009-04-01T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:49:27.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Hurts...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes It's A Good Hurt&lt;br /&gt;And It Feels&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm Alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdNtU6SXuYI/AAAAAAAAABs/xE2CbaiM6O8/s1600-h/to_be_by_your_side_by_shel_yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdNtUW16oyI/AAAAAAAAABc/JHQoE2lMjok/s400/e83651cf4e45ff3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319715781351220002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdNtUH-9RjI/AAAAAAAAABU/l0WzU4C1EPY/s1600-h/dfcc2097a952e93c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdNtUH-9RjI/AAAAAAAAABU/l0WzU4C1EPY/s400/dfcc2097a952e93c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319715777362609714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favourite art series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about says:&lt;br /&gt;HIGH FIVE-&lt;br /&gt;piack!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Was on MSN with everyone... then Bobbi was like, trying to make *onomatopoeia online. HAHAHA. Epic PHAIL.&lt;br /&gt;(In case people don't know: *= sound words, such as woof and meow :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday people threw me the "surprise" birthday party!! :) The one i knew about ==" Haha, thanks to Wan, LOL!! We went to Eatzi's and had lunch, and CAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Pereira, who couldn't come TT.TT It was so different without you there, man!!!&lt;br /&gt;she paid for my CAKE. My awesome CAKE. My super duper 1kg round tremendously delicious... ok, i think we get it... CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at around 6... was happy :)&lt;br /&gt;My first ever birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Sings,&lt;br /&gt;When It Transcends To Memories,&lt;br /&gt;I Want To Chime In...&lt;br /&gt;Cause Without Love I Won't Survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Kimberly's Blog :D V Funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZA4J1f_NFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZA4J1f_NFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jAz_eomupI"&gt;Love Hurts By Incubus.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-467022647694361084?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/467022647694361084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/467022647694361084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/467022647694361084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdNtU6SXuYI/AAAAAAAAABs/xE2CbaiM6O8/s72-c/to_be_by_your_side_by_shel_yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-90778424556840503</id><published>2009-03-31T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:52:29.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a mini debate I had against myself for History. REPOSTING!!! Done on a forum in AsknLearn. My gosh, i hate online work TT.TT But it was kind of ok to have a forum.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;(This House Believes That the League Of Nations was a Toothless Tiger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, i read all the "hence" and nice sentences, and i'm sorry to say i don't flow like that in forums. Forums are fun, and being informal makes it much better and flexible, as long as you aren't rude :) so... well, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A'ight. Let's go, let's go!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um, yeah. I do think so. The whole "LON is just a toothless tiger thing." well, firstly, yeah, i do remember that i did this debating thing FOR the LON, but i mean, come on ==" it was because i preferred fighting the tough side. And there are actually a lot of failures of the LON, and holes in my case to be POKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firstly, i quoted lots of successes of the LON, but hey, these successes were really TINY. Really. Ok, they solved territorial issues like the whole Sweden verses Finland over the Aaland Islands thing. But check this. They weren't able to prevent BIG things from happening. LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WARS. (-gasps- WARS!!! Ahhh!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAJOR DISPUTES. (OMG, that's bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;INVASIONS. (Wow. That's not good either.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, these are SERIOUS issues, people. Granted that there are reasons for these disputes, but despite that, it was the ONUS (it's a fancy word for responsibility, ok, so you can use that in your essays :D) of the LON to solve these disputes, or it would VIOLATE its main cause, which was to maintain peace. And we all know that the LON FAILED to maintain peace between many people, and so the treaty is FLAWED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yeah, i really wasn't kidding when i said i post informally, i know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if you want it formal style, all that stuff up there can be summarised like this :D         &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, it isn't true that the LON was a success. It had FAILED in MANY different areas, such as the disputes between Poland and Vilna, Greece and Turkey. And the FAILURE to settle these disputes in a SATISFACTORY MANNER led to invasions and the LOSS of many LIVES. This proves that the LON also failed to uphold its main priority aim of PEACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if the LON had managed to somehow uphold it's priority of peace, it STILL FAILS because it's other aims were not fulfilled EITHER, such as DISARMAMENT. Notice that nothing was done about the situation of weaponry till other external treaties were set up, such as the Kellog-Briand treaty. This is a vital and pivotal aim that the LON had FAILED to fulfill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Furthermore, the successes of LON were MINOR and INSIGNIFICANT compared to its LARGE FAILURES, which led to the loss of LIVES and ultimately much INSECURITY, which defeats its ORIGINAL PURPOSE of assuring people that there was PEACE and SAFETY between themselves and OTHER COUNTRIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Debators will understand the No, Even if and Furthermore thing. rofl, lol. Inside joke, sorry, sorry. Onward, people. Actually, the thing is when someone says COMPLETE failure or sucess. Ok, this is a History forum, but you have to sound convincing in an essay, yes yes? :D The word to ATTACK is COMPLETE. Even if the LON fails by a little bit, it is STILL A FAILURE, since the word COMPLETE leaves no room for greys and only black and white. [Get it, get it??] Gosh, i hope i'm making sense.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, but if i was fighting FOR the LON (again... =="), My argument would run something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright, look. LON really DID have its uses, ok. (Wow, MAJOR contradiction from my top argument XD) See here, it HAD solved many disputes. Even if they seemed like SMALL and INSIGNIFICANT things, these would have SNOWBALLED into larger arguments later on if not NIPPED IN THE BUD, right?? They would have ESCALATED into full blown wars. Just because the LON didn't manage to solve a few other disputes which seemed large doesn't mean that it was a COMPLETE failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The LON succeeded in the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOCIAL WELFARE (V. Important, peeps. Especially after WAR, ok.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TERRITORIAL DISPUTES (It was stated intheir AIMS, so yeah, it MATTERS.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Note: If you want to make the LON seem like a failure, use stronger words like FAILED or INSIGNIFICANT SUCCESSES, but if you want to make it seem like a success, say things like "other disputes that SEEMED large". The difference it makes is appalling. Rofl =v=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Sides, we have to remember that the LON helped in terms of social welfare and stuff like that. so actually, it isn't really a failure. Lookie down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And also, if the LON is really SO ridiculously useless, why is it still around in the form of UN??! Doesn't make sense. It's a weak argument though, so just use it as the furthermore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's go FORMAL!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, it is an ACCUSATION that the LON is a COMPLETE failure. The LON, while it had failed to prevent several MINOR DISPUTES from escalating, had managed to stop a MAJORITY of the NOTICABLE disputes from SNOWBALLING into something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if these efforts were unsuccessful, It helped with POST-WAR CONDITIONS in several ways, especially SOCIALLY, whereby many efforts to IMPROVE post war conditions were made. These included ENSURING everyone had a STABLE source of FOOD and DRINK, and bring WAR VETERANS back to their HOMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Furthermore, as the LON had managed to fulfill ALL of its aims to a RATHER LARGE EXTENT, it is STILL around in the form of the UN. This proves that even though the LON MAY have failed in SELECTED areas, it had SUCCEEDED MORE than it has failed, and THUS the LON is a SUCCESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ok, it sounds nice and looks pretty, but actually, that's alot of crap. There are LOADS of HOLES to POKE!! But YOU have to find those on YOUR OWN :D have fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this concludes my case on the LON ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Info from Wikipedia and lots of other sites and the Textbook.&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/8816873858019581118-90778424556840503?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/90778424556840503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-mini-debate-i-had-against.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/90778424556840503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/90778424556840503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-mini-debate-i-had-against.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2234233786800051241</id><published>2009-03-31T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:38:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause We're All...&lt;br /&gt;To... Blame...&lt;br /&gt;We've Gone Too Far,&lt;br /&gt;From Pride To Shame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Food and Nutrition right now. I'm supposed to be researching, but this'll just be a quick post :)&lt;br /&gt;I realise lots of people think we slack here in F and N. This is way too untrue to let it pass. I'll have you know we stay back till THREE in the afternoon every Monday for our practical lessons, and we have to submit a FORTY page theory course work, thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i think A math is a breeze. WHOO. Thank the Lord i didn't take THAT. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Counts As A Serving?&lt;br /&gt;Carbohydrates:&lt;br /&gt;Carbohydrates provide you with an essential amount of energy needed to function and carry out daily life processes such as blood circulation and respiration. Carbohydrates, when taken in excess, will be stored as fats and will be used when the energy is needed.&lt;br /&gt;Carbohydrates also form structural components such as cartilage in animals and cellulose in plants. In addition, Carbohydrates also play a part in many working processes such as blood clotting, immune system, fertilization, pathogenesis, and development.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo~... what a chunk of duff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, better get back to theory... -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH Wan went to the sick bay just now. I hope she's ok :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh... She'll be fine :)&lt;br /&gt;But she felt nauseated... what if she throws up??! D:&lt;br /&gt;They have a sink in there, don't they?!? :O&lt;br /&gt;But i Just hope she feels better :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET BETTER, WAN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2234233786800051241?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2234233786800051241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/cause-were-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2234233786800051241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2234233786800051241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/cause-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-8699146907968530226</id><published>2009-03-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:31:03.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Used To Think Maybe You Loved Me,&lt;br /&gt;Now I Know That It's True...&lt;br /&gt;(-insert "Yeahs" here- ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdDJZgcSKBI/AAAAAAAAABM/ywPzxA-OQxI/s1600-h/Sun_by_Heartless_Thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdDJZgcSKBI/AAAAAAAAABM/ywPzxA-OQxI/s400/Sun_by_Heartless_Thoughts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972599967033362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the morning, and sat through the sermon :) It was one on fasting, and the material was slightly heavier. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;During tithes and offerings i had to get up and help my mum prepare the food for after service :) I like doing it, it's fun. And i get to eat stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After church Uncle Kwai Onn asked me to show him magic, and i did. He was like, "Still don't know how you did it." It was the what, 5th time? Haha. I decided not to show him any tricks, at least not till 2 weeks from now. Or it won't be amazing or awesome any more :D&lt;br /&gt;Amazed more people... screwed up once, thank God no one saw it ==" Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Then the youth group started singing happy birthday :D And they had got me a pink cake ==" Well, Leng Leng did. HAHA. Later on i was like, "IknowitsoundsreallyterriblebutcanInoteatmycakethepinknessofitkindoffreaksmeout."&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like, "Oh... sorry!1 I'll make sure not to buy you pink cakes in future." And Timothy and Mark and Alex were like, laughing. They are in CAHOOTS, i just know it. LOL. Joking, joking. But i don't know. I thought it was clear i didn't really swoon with delight at the colour pink.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the cake was supposed to be what, half a... dragon fruit, or something. It had iced on little green thorny things. Like, WOW. Lol. Artistic, yes. Tasty? I don't know. I was too terrified to try it. But i ate Leng Leng's cake :) Her B'day falls a day after mine. Cool, huh? and her cake was Oreo Cheese!!! Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: (today)&lt;br /&gt;Today was my birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday to me,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to... um... me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, Finonia gave me this brooch thingy to pin on something, it had like the France flag (Wan told me. I don't take Geography, so she should know. Haha), and a cross thing hanging on it. It's like "what an inspector would have on his blazer" - WAN.&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice. Thanks, Finonia.&lt;br /&gt;DEBOS!!! Deborah (Or Debstarrr, haha) Got me one of those little music boxes that you have to turn manually. It's really cute. It plays La Vie En Rose, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for bothering to make the trip, Ryan Smellgood (lol)!! The present was really nice, thanks ^^ And WOW. Don't waste tissue when you lined the WHOLE box with it, thanks ==" haha.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow, truth be told. Cause' i have a surprise birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how i knew about it? -flashback to Saturday at Bedok CC-&lt;br /&gt;Wan: Hey Sheri, you know your party?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?? What Party?&lt;br /&gt;Wan: You know. The one on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ??! -shakes head- huh??&lt;br /&gt;Wan: The one Finonia's organising!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT PARTY!?! WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT, WOMAN?!!?&lt;br /&gt;Wan: YOUR BIRTHDAY PARTY!! THE ONE ON TUESDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... Was it supposed to... you know. Be a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Wan: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Wan: ...Damn.&lt;br /&gt;-back to present- HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not going to bore anyone...&lt;br /&gt;(Hope you're ok, Pereira!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:1-5 (Creation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-1" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-2" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-3" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-4" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; God saw that the light was good, and He separated the light from the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-5" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; God called the light "day," and the darkness he called "night." And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Walking On Sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;Whooaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;And Don't It Feel Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oUx3zHo_o8"&gt;Walking On Sunshine By Aly And Aj (lol).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-8699146907968530226?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8699146907968530226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-used-to-think-maybe-you-loved-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8699146907968530226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8699146907968530226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-used-to-think-maybe-you-loved-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/SdDJZgcSKBI/AAAAAAAAABM/ywPzxA-OQxI/s72-c/Sun_by_Heartless_Thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2587368448364189296</id><published>2009-03-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:55:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Been Some Time Since We Last Spoke,&lt;br /&gt;This Is Gonna Sound Like a Bad Joke...&lt;br /&gt;But Momma, I Fell In Love Again,&lt;br /&gt;I Think It's Safe To Say I Have A New Girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc93omGvNWI/AAAAAAAAABE/CmPJEXlFTb8/s1600-h/don__t_cry_by_shel_yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc93omGvNWI/AAAAAAAAABE/CmPJEXlFTb8/s400/don__t_cry_by_shel_yang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318601224255124834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A Lesson On Love: Achieving your Degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Before achieving the original goal of a girlfriends, a boy knows absolutely everything about her. Her likes, her dislikes, her hobbies and the type of personality she enjoys. He knows about her favourite flower, colour, number, pizza and ice cream flavour.&lt;br /&gt;But often, after they achieve their goal of an intimate relationship, they forget to investigate further. They mostly forget to discover more about that person each day, forgot to continue doing their homework. Forget, even, what they've previously learnt.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real deal: After you've attained your high school certificate, you should go for your College Degree. Then your master's Degree. Then your Doctorate.&lt;br /&gt;And never stop learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 29:20 (On Love)&lt;br /&gt;So Jacob worked seven years to pay for Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;But his love for her was so strong that it seemed to him&lt;br /&gt;but a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even got a secret handshake&lt;br /&gt;And she loves the music that my band makes&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rD_2AMt9XXY"&gt;Cupid's Chokehold By Gym Class Heroes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2587368448364189296?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2587368448364189296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-some-time-since-we-last-spoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2587368448364189296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2587368448364189296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-some-time-since-we-last-spoke.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc93omGvNWI/AAAAAAAAABE/CmPJEXlFTb8/s72-c/don__t_cry_by_shel_yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-95317568248264262</id><published>2009-03-29T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:16:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just so BORED right now!!! TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;This post will be verseless and songless!! (Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;But it will be QUIZFUL. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a debator!! And i LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate mother tongue. We all speak english anyway, man. Let's drop the whole bilingual thing and let the whole world be just... lingual =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think too much, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love going to church :) also because of the awesome people!! (Leng, Ains, Dan, Siantar, Mel, Jen, Jordie, Nick, Luki, *Tim, *Mark, *Alex, *Ivan, Jonah, Pat, Ellie, Soph, Megs... and a whole lot more XD)&lt;br /&gt;Ps: *= terms and conditions apply.&lt;br /&gt;Pps: Just kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love ENGLISH. It's so much better than my mother tongue. It's ironic that my mother's the Chinese translator genius of the church and i'm some sad little kid failing my MT with flying colours TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I realise stupid things, like while guy's pants get longer in secondary school when they reach upper sec, girl's skirts tend to get shorter =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I chew ice alot. Too much actually, but i can't seem to kick the habit. -crunch-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I tend to forget basic things, like how to pronounce infinite and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I never was keen on milk =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I despise the local TV programme, the Arena. Shocked? I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm capable of sports, yes yes, but i prefer mind games more than physical ones. Really, i don't think i'm the type for rock climbing or anything, but i'm not like, scareds of heights or anything, and i'll go for it if my friends do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I'm one of the thinnest people i know =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I NEVER thought they'd have Harry Potter ANIME. I was just browsing Dev Art the other day, and i saw a picture of what resembled Hidan, and when i clicked on it the caption was like, "Draco Malfoy belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me" and i was all "..." (O.O) for like a whole minute. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I think anime featuring Mafia is fun to read :) plus my friend's got dubious acquaintances, so i get a little freaked out whenever i go out with him. lol =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I once wrote a 78 chapter long fan fiction. I forgot the password to that account TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I think Twilight is stupid. I can give you a thesis statement, a long list of reasons why, and back it up with 3 tiered rebuttals followed by a case and a reply cspeech, so don't try me, un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I can hurt you. More ways than one. (BWAHAHAHA. Jk, jk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. This is like what, my 6th blog or something?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I like reading fiction and making them too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do NOT, i repeat, NOT come to me with predicaments about your friends. Because i will laugh at the stupidity of an action for roughly an hour before giving you any REAL advice. (Ryan Iggy knows from experience. That guy is going to go with Theon someday, i stand by my case. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I don't like skirts. I think they're annoying to wear ==" and how do you walk around in them? Jeez. Even sitting's an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Ditto HIGH HEELED SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I'm still wondering why they named their band "Hey Say JUMP".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I don't view my friends like my personal navy. I view them like... friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Don't threaten me. I'm not easily frightened. Unless you're Pereira or Wan :) Lol, jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;Nooo... although i'd love to say i was named after some awesome evangelist or something, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me? This handwriting of mine is CHICKEN scratch when i let it be. But surprisingly, i can be neat when i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;==" What a dumbass question.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i guess :) No prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;-smirks- NOOOOO. (Note: sarcasm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i think so... -grabs mirror- OH MY GOSH I DON'T SEE THEM!!! AAAHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, totally. For the experience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Loops win by a MILE!! Lol. But seriously, it's been my fave cereal for a long time, since i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Unless i'm still outside my house after 10 minutes, sure, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. THIS IS A FREE ONE, PUT ANYTHING:&lt;br /&gt;Whut? 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO!!! COOKIE DOUGH FROM BEN AND JERRY'S FOR THE WIN, MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;(haha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-95317568248264262?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/95317568248264262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-just-so-bored-right-now-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/95317568248264262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/95317568248264262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-just-so-bored-right-now-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-8447486656658104839</id><published>2009-03-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:24:12.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You Might Regret what You Let Slip Away,&lt;br /&gt;Like The Geek In The Pink...&lt;br /&gt;(Do do do, do do do doo, do do do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;(Do do do, do do do doo, do do do do do...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc47F2q4MqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VSKaCf7_Zx0/s1600-h/School+Guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc47F2q4MqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VSKaCf7_Zx0/s400/School+Guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318253181731877538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Beside your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. Haven't ever been kissed on the lips anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. How do you feel when you wake up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn Crap, man. CIP today. (ON A SATURDAY!!! Sheesh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh... good question. I can't remember!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! OH. Today, with the whole class &gt;:D I remembARRR. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I don't think so? Maybe a little. By everyone around me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, i guess. If i don't have cancer by then. If i get cancer. Which i don't hope for. Ok, anyways, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Have you ever had a bestfriend who was the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA hey. It's very tempting, but no. Nope. No siree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. What was your last text message says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmph. Fine." Lol. I was using my mum's cell because mine is at a repair place... being repaired. you know... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) OH MY GOSH I forgot about my featured article graded assignment!!!&lt;br /&gt;b) Ah whatever. Mr Husein can kiss my behind. I really don't care. Take home assignments are way too easy and boring, and it's a stupid system to boot.&lt;br /&gt;c) But it's graded. Dagnabbit...&lt;br /&gt;d) Forget it. I'll just wing it in class or something. Bet i can get it done.&lt;br /&gt;e) What if i can't?&lt;br /&gt;f) Nah. no negative thoughts. I can, i CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;g) OH CRAP WHAT ABOUT MATH!?!?!!? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10.Do you wish someone to be with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11.What is the time you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean today? (Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12.Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I don't, really. But it's fido dido. You know, the 7-up guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13.Is someone in your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14.Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pereira!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tag 10 people to do this quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wan&lt;br /&gt;2. Pereira&lt;br /&gt;3. Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;4. Mark&lt;br /&gt;5. Miu Pang (lol)&lt;br /&gt;6. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;7. Trina&lt;br /&gt;8. Abby&lt;br /&gt;9. Timothy&lt;br /&gt;10. Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15.Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody. It should stay that way =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16.Is 3 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... good question. I think i'll have to refer you to her. LOL Kidding, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's &lt;/span&gt;a female. (Note IT. HAHAHA. I kid, i kid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17.If 7 and 10 get together , would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O they've never met. Logically speaking.... she'd be taller than him :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18.what is 1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She studies?? 0.o haha. Probably humanities or something then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19.When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them? pretty recently, save for a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised our generation is being taken over by a mad rave of TOLERANCE.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance for absolutely everything. Sex, drugs, violence, greed. And the list goes on. moreover i can tell you this generation can be summed up with one word:&lt;br /&gt;Sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Verse Of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Luke 8:4-8 (Parable of the sower)&lt;br /&gt;4 And when a great crowd came together and people from town after town came to him, he said in a parable:&lt;br /&gt;5 "A sower went out to sow his seed; and as he sowed, some fell along the path, and was trodden under foot, and the birds of the air devoured it.&lt;br /&gt;6 And some fell on the rock; and as it grew up, it withered away, because it had no moisture.&lt;br /&gt;7 And some fell among thorns; and the thorns grew with it and choked it.&lt;br /&gt;8 And some fell into good soil and grew, and yielded a hundredfold." As he said this, he called out, "He who has ears to hear, let him hear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If We Never Get Down,&lt;br /&gt;It Wouldn't Be A Letdown,&lt;br /&gt;But Sugar Don't Be Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;What You Already Know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mjKyFB40LlI"&gt;Geek In The Pink By Jason Mraz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-8447486656658104839?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8447486656658104839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-might-regret-what-you-let-slip-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8447486656658104839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/8447486656658104839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-might-regret-what-you-let-slip-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc47F2q4MqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VSKaCf7_Zx0/s72-c/School+Guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5820218281654071520</id><published>2009-03-28T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:39:38.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever Tomorrow Brings, I'll be There,&lt;br /&gt;With Open Arms And Open Eyes, Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc23Hipv0PI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_YUUtspSBn4/s1600-h/He_219_UHU_custom_by_dead_robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc23Hipv0PI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_YUUtspSBn4/s400/He_219_UHU_custom_by_dead_robot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318108075183296754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CIP in approximately an hour and a half!! GAAH!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kind of reluctant to go. I mean, it's on a Saturday. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll go. And i'll wear green :) To spread the green spirit.&lt;br /&gt;But I CAN and WILL bring my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;You know, i realised sitting here and ranting about how i don't want to go for this CIP thing isn't actually going to change the fact that i'm still going to have to turn up anyway. So i'm actually just wasting my breath.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. It's so bothersome when i realise i'm right sometimes ==" (I kid :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think, if i count right, this is the 5th post. I'm going to tag people's box to say i relinked now :D Hopefully people will tag in my box. (Or I will rip out your spleen... -Deborah Tan ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;Tagging Spree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 15:58&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my beloved brethren,&lt;br /&gt;be ye steadfast, unmovable,&lt;br /&gt;always abounding in the work of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;for as much as ye know that&lt;br /&gt;your labor is not in vain in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever Tomorrow Brings, I'll Be There,&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be There...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlvFhXGxdU4"&gt;Drive By Incubus.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-5820218281654071520?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5820218281654071520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/whatever-tomorrow-brings-ill-be-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5820218281654071520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5820218281654071520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/whatever-tomorrow-brings-ill-be-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc23Hipv0PI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_YUUtspSBn4/s72-c/He_219_UHU_custom_by_dead_robot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5579896856422781557</id><published>2009-03-28T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:33:18.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If The Stars Fell Out Of The Sky,&lt;br /&gt;And My Tears, They Rolled Into The Ocean,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Looking for a Reason Why,&lt;br /&gt;You even Set My World Into Motion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc0HXSC6PWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/K7jQSzdCj6A/s1600-h/Collab_Kaze_hime_by_Princess2rock.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc0HXSC6PWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/K7jQSzdCj6A/s400/Collab_Kaze_hime_by_Princess2rock.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317914831556853090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, and it's what, 12:44am. I report truthfully that:&lt;br /&gt;A) The timing on every single one of my blog posts are inaccurate.&lt;br /&gt;B) I'm home this late only because of the Church Elders. (Pastors, leaders. Guest Pastor Benny Ho, and my Mother.) Geez, I thought adults were responsible.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Pastor Benny Ho came to our church to preach a sermon. I always liked listening to his sermons. He starts off his sermons with amusing statements that catch your attention :D&lt;br /&gt;He began his sermon like this:&lt;br /&gt;"A young pastor was asked to pastor a church overseas, and made his way to a new country, familiarizing himself with it for a week before going to the first church event. This event happened to be a dinner, and the pastor was queuing up to get his food, since the dinner was in a buffet style.&lt;br /&gt;He came to a lady who was distributing chicken (lol haha). He smiled and requested a second piece, since he was feeling extra hungry. Firmly, she shook her head. 'A piece per person. Please move on.' she said.&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was confused. He'd used both please and thank you, plus he was new, and the church's new pastor, too. He decided trying to pull rank. 'Perhaps you don't understand who i am.' He prompted.&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head and waved her chopsticks. 'Perhaps you don't know who i am.' She replied slightly testily. 'I'm the lady in charge of chicken. Kindly move on.'"&lt;br /&gt;And everyone laughed :D Cause the way he said it made it really funneh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, either way. It's late.&lt;br /&gt;CIP in 13 hours!!! O,O Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 2:1-11 (Jesus Changes Water to Wine)&lt;br /&gt;1 On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus' mother was there,&lt;br /&gt;2 and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;3 When the wine was gone, Jesus' mother said to him, "They have no more wine."&lt;br /&gt;4 "Dear woman, why do you involve me?" Jesus replied, "My time has not yet come."&lt;br /&gt;5 His mother said to the servants, "Do whatever he tells you."&lt;br /&gt;6 Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the Jews for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons.&lt;br /&gt;7 Jesus said to the servants, "Fill the jars with water"; so they filled them to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;8 Then he told them, "Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet." They did so,&lt;br /&gt;9 and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into wine. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside&lt;br /&gt;10 and said, "Everyone brings out the choice wine first and then the cheaper wine after the guests have had too much to drink; but you have saved the best till now."&lt;br /&gt;11 This, the first of his miraculous signs, Jesus performed in Cana of Galilee. He thus revealed his glory, and his disciples put their faith in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause If You're Not Really There,&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Be Either,&lt;br /&gt;I Wanna Be Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Black And Gold,&lt;br /&gt;Black And Gold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiQh38Zav3w"&gt;Black and Gold By Sam Sparro.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-5579896856422781557?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5579896856422781557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-stars-fell-out-of-sky-and-my-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5579896856422781557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5579896856422781557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-stars-fell-out-of-sky-and-my-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/Sc0HXSC6PWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/K7jQSzdCj6A/s72-c/Collab_Kaze_hime_by_Princess2rock.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-2813743269539995670</id><published>2009-03-27T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:56:33.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA. I wasn't late to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScyHFe3g5SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K1vlOWx-bb4/s1600-h/1142458423_uizzesCalm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScyHFe3g5SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K1vlOWx-bb4/s400/1142458423_uizzesCalm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773788272715042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earth angel, Earth angel, Will you be Mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember we had an environmental debate once. After the debate, Ryan from Saint Pat's came back with us to the East to have dinner. We exchanged how each of our debates went. For our side, the Proposition had began the debate like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, if your mother were sick, would you not have done everything you possibly could to make her well again? Ladies and gentlemen, will you not do the same, for our mother Earth?"&lt;br /&gt;Kerri proposed we reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen. With all due respect, i'm not about to CARE about mother Earth, because my OWN mother is lying sick in bed, dying due to poverty. The Proposition's priorities are largely misplaced, and the issue of poverty, as we have stressed time and time again, MUST be dealt with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Earth Day tomorrow. Or Green day... Whatever they call it. I'm really not one for these occasions. it's important to save our world, that's all i know. I'm in full support of the whole "switch off your lights or you're gonna die in a couple of years" thing.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just wish we didn't have CIP tomorrow. Stands for community involvement project. Gosh, on a Saturday... We're supposed to get to Bedok Community Centre at... i think around lunch time. After which we're going to probably be briefed and separated into groups. Then we're going to go around knocking on doors, telling people about Earth Hour and convincing them to get down to the Community Centre for a concert nearing the night.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a no-brainer for you. Why do you think we want people down for a concert?&lt;br /&gt;When they go for the concert: People get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Because when people get out of the house: They switch off their lights.&lt;br /&gt;When they switch off their lights: They vote for Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When they vote for Earth: They save it.&lt;br /&gt;Tol'ja. No-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But really, i wish it didn't fall on a Saturday, cause i have lifenets then. and i rarely miss lifenet, except when i'm sick. Plus, i think i have music practice this week!! If i can't go i can't sing with the band. Dagnabbit.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been feeling very alert lately, for some reason. I feel tired alot, even though i know i shouldn't, since there are other kids around who sleep around the same time i do, but do alot more. I hope i can keep up with myself. There's alot to do, everyday of my life, that i really don't get around to doing.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, that's rather depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:13-14 (A verse on patience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-14299" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; I am still confident of this:&lt;br /&gt;    I will see the goodness of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;    in the land of the living. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14300" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; Wait for the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;    be strong and take heart&lt;br /&gt;    and wait for the LORD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earth Angel, Earth Angel, Will you be Mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h39viH0TgKA"&gt;Earth Angel By Death Cab For Cutie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-2813743269539995670?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2813743269539995670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2813743269539995670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/2813743269539995670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScyHFe3g5SI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K1vlOWx-bb4/s72-c/1142458423_uizzesCalm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-9140527990484371739</id><published>2009-03-27T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:26:04.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You And Me,&lt;br /&gt;We're Two Keys On A Keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;Separate We Play The Melody,&lt;br /&gt;But Together We Make Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And Together We Make Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I must be absolutely insane.&lt;br /&gt;At 6:41am in the morning (well, duh), I happen to be seated here, an idiot probably going to be late for school. Well. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;The writings of this blog is heavily influenced by the writings of Eoin Colfer, Max Lucado and prophets of the bible :D&lt;br /&gt;And MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScwF3H9BF0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ehms-uMPGMM/s1600-h/Recording+Studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScwF3H9BF0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ehms-uMPGMM/s400/Recording+Studio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317631704603629378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Often we don't realise how empty the air would be without music. To many, music is a secondary element of life. A background play to nod our heads to when times get a bit too much like clockwork... day in, day out, it seems like the same old thing.&lt;br /&gt;We don't realise how some music soothes our soul. To each his own. I like Relient K, you might like We The Kings or some other band like A7X.&lt;br /&gt;But the point remains: we do need music.&lt;br /&gt;We need it like Agent 007 needed his theme song.&lt;br /&gt;We need our theme song.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? We aren't alone. The maker of the world, the big guy up there... God needs his own theme song, too!&lt;br /&gt;Except he doesn't just have one... he has over a thousand.&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few: Today Today, Everyday, Father I Love You, Yahweh, Rain Down, My Redeemer Lives, I Offer My Life, Children of Zion, Break Free...&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Every single christian song filled with an intention of serving God is a track on his iPod.&lt;br /&gt;He's AWESOME!! (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;a name="v4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v4"&gt;4 &lt;/a&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous,&lt;br /&gt;(love) is not pompous, it is not inflated,&lt;a name="v5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v5"&gt;5 &lt;/a&gt;it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests,&lt;br /&gt;it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury,&lt;a name="v6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v6"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt; it does not rejoice over wrongdoing&lt;br /&gt;but rejoices with the truth.&lt;a name="v7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v7"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt; It bears all things, believes all things,&lt;br /&gt;hopes all things, endures all things.&lt;a name="v8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v8"&gt;8 &lt;/a&gt;Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because The Trumpets May Sound&lt;br /&gt;And The Flutes May Play,&lt;br /&gt;But without The Keys Of Friendship,&lt;br /&gt;True Music From The Soul&lt;br /&gt;Will Never Be Unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmxXIEVLJ1I"&gt;Everyday By Hillsong United.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-9140527990484371739?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/9140527990484371739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me-were-two-keys-on-keyboard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/9140527990484371739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/9140527990484371739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me-were-two-keys-on-keyboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScwF3H9BF0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ehms-uMPGMM/s72-c/Recording+Studio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8816873858019581118.post-5780815202966924577</id><published>2009-03-25T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:37:44.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I've Been Hiding All This Doubt,&lt;br /&gt;And Insecurity...&lt;br /&gt;And I've Been Locked Inside This House,&lt;br /&gt;While You Hold The Key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScuY6FDfADI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bkQ2oTh1-iE/s1600-h/L%27s+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScuY6FDfADI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bkQ2oTh1-iE/s400/L%27s+Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317511908597628978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Birthday To My New Blog!!!!!! (You know... Again.) Thank you for the cake, L.&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't noticed, I've got loads of bible verses in my blog. I find these ones inspirational :) Just to let you know. (I feel holy. As in, holy, not holey... Ok, never mind. think I'm a little high on sugar now.)&lt;br /&gt;A New Blog!! This is fun. Wan is going to KILL me. (This is like, what, the 6th time I've relinked or something. 7th, maybe. Huh ==")&lt;br /&gt;I thought white might be a nice change. Since my blogskins are ALWAYS black. Or red. But don't blame me if i change it in a couple of weeks cause my eyes started increasing in degree. all this white really hurts my... corneas.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever =="&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my new blog :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it, cause i worked on it for a couple of hours. And I SUCK at this HTML stuff, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;More Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bible Verse Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139: 1-8&lt;br /&gt;For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16241" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; O LORD, you have searched me&lt;br /&gt;     and you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16242" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; You know when I sit and when I rise;&lt;br /&gt;    you perceive my thoughts from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16243" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; You discern my going out and my lying down;&lt;br /&gt;    you are familiar with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16244" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Before a word is on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;     you know it completely, O LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16245" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You hem me in—behind and before;&lt;br /&gt;     you have laid your hand upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16246" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,&lt;br /&gt;      too lofty for me to attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16247" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; Where can I go from your Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;      Where can I flee from your presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-16248" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; If I go up to the heavens, you are there;&lt;br /&gt;       if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I've Been Dying To Get Out,&lt;br /&gt;It Might Be The Death Of Me...&lt;br /&gt;And Even Though There's No Way Of Knowing Where To Go,&lt;br /&gt;Promise I'm going, Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song Of The Day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gb1CKXvA31Q"&gt;Be My Escape By Relient K.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8816873858019581118-5780815202966924577?l=servant-of-light.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5780815202966924577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-you-and-me-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5780815202966924577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8816873858019581118/posts/default/5780815202966924577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://servant-of-light.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-you-and-me-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Light Knightess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14095515141468292975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nOhBhxC-2s/ScuY6FDfADI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bkQ2oTh1-iE/s72-c/L%27s+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
