<?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-17947901</id><updated>2011-09-10T07:32:58.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Friends</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114958904366316464</id><published>2006-06-06T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T03:17:23.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo.</title><content type='html'>why hasn't anyone been posting??&lt;br /&gt;anyways, hope the hols have been good to you!&lt;br /&gt;when sch starts it pure chionging till the end-of-years already.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been burning fat the past two days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i've been eating alot too! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone should invent food that gets burnt off when u sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so the more you eat the more you should sleep.&lt;br /&gt;quite cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's tmr's schedule&lt;br /&gt;0600 wake up&lt;br /&gt;0640 meet mrs lim&lt;br /&gt;0700 badminton&lt;br /&gt;0900 walk to market85 for breakky&lt;br /&gt;0930walk home. change.&lt;br /&gt;0945 walk to bedok stadium&lt;br /&gt;1000 run&lt;br /&gt;1100 walk to market85 for SUGARCANE JUICE&lt;br /&gt;1130 walk to school&lt;br /&gt;1135 go to main school hall to measure stage&lt;br /&gt;1145 go back to clock tower to shift chairs&lt;br /&gt;1200 dance&lt;br /&gt;1500 shift chairs up to the clock tower&lt;br /&gt;1530 walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam dan vette ad UPDATE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114958904366316464?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114958904366316464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114958904366316464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114958904366316464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114958904366316464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/06/boo.html' title='boo.'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114355928514947251</id><published>2006-03-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T07:21:25.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>**</title><content type='html'>just a glance at your picture&lt;br /&gt;i can tell u're crazy&lt;br /&gt;see insanity in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;there's no smile on ur face&lt;br /&gt;i think u're dead.&lt;br /&gt;the roots of your hair have turned white.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel hatred for u though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114355928514947251?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114355928514947251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114355928514947251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114355928514947251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114355928514947251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='**'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114305109845550254</id><published>2006-03-22T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:11:38.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elisa's posting again</title><content type='html'>think i shall just start posting here for the timebeing.&lt;br /&gt;sthg wrong wtih my blog. cant post anything. so suck rite.&lt;br /&gt;just read daniel's blog on his bra essay.&lt;br /&gt;haha. quite funny. reminded me of sthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i was walking to the busstop with yuhua.&lt;br /&gt;then poline called to borrow sthg.. but here was a miscommunication so i thought she wanted to borrow a bra.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like "you mean halter as in what.. not the bra rite.. cause nobody goes round borrowing bras manx"&lt;br /&gt;then yuhua was looking around to see if anyone had heard what i was saying..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. he was like "oi.. softer la.. dam embarrassing leh!!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. guess i forgot he was a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, we're against crescent girls for debate on friday..&lt;br /&gt;we're prolly gonna lose la.&lt;br /&gt;all three of their speakers are very articulate indians..&lt;br /&gt;and besides, they're the top sch in b div.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope we lose 1-2.&lt;br /&gt;who are you guys up against?&lt;br /&gt;scg is it? i kinda forgot. but all the best yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114305109845550254?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114305109845550254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114305109845550254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114305109845550254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114305109845550254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/elisas-posting-again.html' title='elisa&apos;s posting again'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114215310853329287</id><published>2006-03-12T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:45:08.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SLOW DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER WATCHED KIDS ON A MERRY-GO-ROUND?&lt;br /&gt;OR LISTENED TO THE RAIN&lt;br /&gt;SLAPPING ON THE GROUND?&lt;br /&gt;EVER FOLLOWED A BUTTERFLY'S ERRATIC FLIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;OR GAZED AT THE SUN INTO THE FADING NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER SLOW DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DANCE SO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;TIME IS SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSIC WON'T LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU RUN THROUGH EACH DAY ON THE FLY?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU ASK HOW ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HEAR THE REPLY?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE DAY IS DONE&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIE IN YOUR BED&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE NEXT HUNDRED CHORES&lt;br /&gt;RUNNING THROUGH YOUR HEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'D BETTER SLOW DOWN&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DANCE SO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;TIME IS SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSIC WON'T LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER TOLD YOUR CHILD,&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL DO IT TOMORROW?&lt;br /&gt;AND IN YOUR HASTE,&lt;br /&gt;NOT SEE HIS SORROW?&lt;br /&gt;EVER LOST TOUCH,&lt;br /&gt;LET A GOOD FRIENDSHIP DIE&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE YOU NEVER HAD TIME&lt;br /&gt;TO CALL AND SAY,\"HI\"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'D BETTER SLOW DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DANCE SO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;TIME IS SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSIC WON'T LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU RUN SO FAST TO GET SOMEWHERE&lt;br /&gt; YOU MISS HALF THE FUN OF GETTING THERE.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU WORRY AND HURRY THROUGH YOUR DAY,&lt;br /&gt;IT IS LIKE AN UNOPENED GIFT....&lt;br /&gt;THROWN AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS NOT A RACE.&lt;br /&gt;DO TAKE IT SLOWER&lt;br /&gt;HEAR THE MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE THE SONG IS OVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114215310853329287?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114215310853329287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114215310853329287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114215310853329287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114215310853329287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/slow-dance-have-you-ever-watched-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114173931342353613</id><published>2006-03-07T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:48:33.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elisa:</title><content type='html'>haha..&lt;br /&gt;what does the purple hippo on your computer say daniel??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored 63% for chinese ok.. and im alrite with it.&lt;br /&gt;my chinese sucks so much i'd be happy to even pass..&lt;br /&gt;didnt do too well for a math either.. but i knew i hardly studied for the test so.. just gotta catch up a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean results aren't everything kae.. you've seriously gotta learn to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;once you start university, you'd be thinking of how to get work, how to earn loads of cash how to live and there'll be so many more things for you to worry about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up dude.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114173931342353613?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114173931342353613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114173931342353613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114173931342353613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114173931342353613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/elisa_07.html' title='elisa:'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-114173640176683999</id><published>2006-03-07T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:00:01.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only me and sparky posting. wheres the rest of the world. since this blog isnt realli read, though my actual one isnt either, i shall rant more. like i hate my life. just when it seems like my marks are improving. i screw up. like i never did well for lang arts, a math was ok, chinese passed with 68. who cares abt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be a loner. time to do work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114173640176683999?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114173640176683999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114173640176683999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114173640176683999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114173640176683999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-wonder-why-its-only-me-and-sparky.html' title=''/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-114163868906267919</id><published>2006-03-06T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:51:29.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>i m trying to revive this blog but it insists on dying. o well. haha please link it on ur blogs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways just wonderin. do we have enough ppl to have a band? sam can play guitar lol. zq can sing. haha. what abt the rest? any drummers? pianists? wadeva? song writers? i dunno im going mad. but it would realy really be cool if we had a band. and wrote songs. and played together. i wanna learn drums.. boo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. post post post. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114163868906267919?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114163868906267919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114163868906267919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114163868906267919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114163868906267919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-114139204747737836</id><published>2006-03-03T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:39:39.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well..</title><content type='html'>im gonna stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;gotta stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may not write with a pink pen again&lt;br /&gt;so we'll just stop at that.&lt;br /&gt;you can choose to walk out&lt;br /&gt;and that's gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;you might shut everything out&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be quiet&lt;br /&gt;you can just wait for things to happen&lt;br /&gt;though that'd be silly&lt;br /&gt;you can pretend and forget&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as long as i stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;gotta stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could call me and talk till the stars come out&lt;br /&gt;or take my phone away&lt;br /&gt;and make me run after you in circles&lt;br /&gt;tease me about the way i eat&lt;br /&gt;dream about diabetic rabbits&lt;br /&gt;munch on M&amp;amp;Ms in yellow containers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i've gotta stay up here&lt;br /&gt;not gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may make my day&lt;br /&gt;fill my mind&lt;br /&gt;kill my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm staying up here&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna fall&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta stay up here.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna fall for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-114139204747737836?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/114139204747737836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=114139204747737836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114139204747737836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/114139204747737836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/03/well.html' title='well..'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113981743272348410</id><published>2006-02-12T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:57:15.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anastasia- once upon a december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing &lt;em&gt;bears&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Painted wings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things I almost remember,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a song &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a December.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone holds me safe and warm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses prance through a silver storm.&lt;br /&gt;Figures dancing gracefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across my memory...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Instrumental interlude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone holds me safe and warm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses prance through a silver storm.&lt;br /&gt;Figures dancing gracefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across my memory...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Far away, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;long ago,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glowing dim as an ember,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Used to know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things it yearns to remember...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a song&lt;br /&gt;Someone sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a December&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing last december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam i saw you! haha. u looked blur!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113981743272348410?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113981743272348410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113981743272348410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113981743272348410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113981743272348410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/02/anastasia-once-upon-december-dancing.html' title=''/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113871355199741770</id><published>2006-01-31T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:19:12.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blessed are those who dwell in Your house&lt;br /&gt;They are ever praising You&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those whose strength is in You&lt;br /&gt;Whose hearts are set on our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who dwell in Your house&lt;br /&gt;They are ever praising You&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those whose strength is in You&lt;br /&gt;Whose hearts are set on our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will go from strength to strength&lt;br /&gt;'til we see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Hear our prayer&lt;br /&gt;O Lord God Almighty&lt;br /&gt;Come bless our land&lt;br /&gt;As we seek You&lt;br /&gt;Worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who dwell in Your house&lt;br /&gt;They are ever praising You&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those whose strength is in You&lt;br /&gt;Whose hearts are set on our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear our prayer&lt;br /&gt;O Lord God Almighty&lt;br /&gt;Come bless our land&lt;br /&gt;As we seek You&lt;br /&gt;Worship You&lt;br /&gt;Hear our prayer&lt;br /&gt;O Lord God Almighty&lt;br /&gt;Come bless our land&lt;br /&gt;As we seek You&lt;br /&gt;Worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For You are holy&lt;br /&gt;For You are holy&lt;br /&gt;For You are holy, Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113871355199741770?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113871355199741770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113871355199741770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113871355199741770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113871355199741770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/01/blessed-are-those-who-dwell-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>sam chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12989638144422698570</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-17947901.post-113828173318065470</id><published>2006-01-26T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:22:13.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cant Fight This Feeling Anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;can't fight this feeling any longer&lt;br&gt;And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow&lt;br&gt;What started out as friendship has grown stronger&lt;br&gt;I only wish I had the strength to let it show&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I tell myself that I can't hold out forever &lt;br&gt;I say there is no reason for my fear&lt;br&gt;Cause I feel so secure when we're together&lt;br&gt;You give my life direction, you make everything so clear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And even as I wander I'm keeping you sight&lt;br&gt;You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Night&lt;br&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for&lt;br&gt;It's time to bring this ship into the shore&lt;br&gt;And throw away the oars forever &lt;br&gt;Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br&gt;I've forgotten what started fighting for&lt;br&gt;And if I have to crawl upon the floor&lt;br&gt;Come crashing through your door, baby, I can't fight this&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Feeling anymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you&lt;br&gt;I been running around in circles in my mind&lt;br&gt;And it always seems that I'm following you, girl&lt;br&gt;Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; And even as I wander I'm keeping you sight&lt;br&gt;You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Night&lt;br&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;God Bless&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dannyboy &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113828173318065470?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113828173318065470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113828173318065470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113828173318065470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113828173318065470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-cant-fight-this-feeling-anymore.html' title='I Cant Fight This Feeling Anymore...'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-113828165967649177</id><published>2006-01-26T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:20:59.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant fight</title><content type='html'>I can't fight this feeling any longer&lt;br /&gt;And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow&lt;br /&gt;What started out as friendship has grown stronger&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I had the strength to let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I can't hold out forever&lt;br /&gt;I say there is no reason for my fear&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel so secure when we're together&lt;br /&gt;You give my life direction, you make everything so clear&lt;br /&gt;And even as I wander I'm keeping you sight&lt;br /&gt;You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's Night&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for&lt;br /&gt;It's time to bring this ship into the shore&lt;br /&gt;And throw away the oars forever&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for&lt;br /&gt;And if I have to crawl upon the floor&lt;br /&gt;Come crashing through your door, baby,&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight this&lt;br /&gt;Feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I been running around in circles in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And it always seems that I'm following you, girl&lt;br /&gt;Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find&lt;br /&gt;And even as I wander I'm keeping you sight&lt;br /&gt;You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's Night&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113828165967649177?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113828165967649177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113828165967649177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113828165967649177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113828165967649177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/01/cant-fight.html' title='Cant fight'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-113715189318508575</id><published>2006-01-13T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T03:34:14.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of 06!</title><content type='html'>okae so we're already through the second week of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone going?&lt;br /&gt;i know u other posters are probably in china or vietnam right now.&lt;br /&gt;and today's firday the 13th!&lt;br /&gt;don't get food poisoning or kidnapped or anything yeah?&lt;br /&gt;it's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dangerous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; world out there.&lt;br /&gt;haha.. okae.. SO.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed the year end hols so much!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic of some of us in australia.. at one part of melbourne university, beside a pond, having lunch with the grass, trees, flies and birds. awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="284" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/elisax/ctssgroupie.jpg" width="415" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it guys..&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;ok wait. i'm supposed to be posting songs eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;london bridge is falling down&lt;br /&gt;falling down&lt;br /&gt;falling down&lt;br /&gt;london bridge is falling down&lt;br /&gt;my fair lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once a bridge in london (apparently very well known among sadistic composers of nursery rhymes)&lt;br /&gt;one hot and sunny day, due to errosion of wind sand and sea, the bridge decided to take a dip in the water.&lt;br /&gt;so slowly, it let itself down.. and while it was doing so, the sadistic composers of nursery rhymes felt it an important event to mark.&lt;br /&gt;they felt that it was crucial for their decendants and little children all around the globe to know that a bridge halfway round the world in london, was falling.&lt;br /&gt;so they composed a SONG.&lt;br /&gt;like who composes songs when such things are happening?&lt;br /&gt;mad eh?&lt;br /&gt;and the my fair lady part..&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the lady who caused the fall actually..&lt;br /&gt;lady in acs refers to masterp4in -- otherwise known as spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113715189318508575?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113715189318508575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113715189318508575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113715189318508575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113715189318508575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2006/01/start-of-06.html' title='start of 06!'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113429627981907991</id><published>2005-12-11T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T02:17:59.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say on sunday how much i want revival&lt;br /&gt;but then on monday, i cant even find my bible&lt;br /&gt;where's the power&lt;br /&gt;the power of the cross in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick of playing the game of religion&lt;br /&gt;im tired of losing my reason for living&lt;br /&gt;where's the power&lt;br /&gt;the power of the cross in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not content just to walk thru my life, giving in to the lies&lt;br /&gt;walking in compromises now&lt;br /&gt;we cry out as a generation that was lost&lt;br /&gt;but now is found in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus :&lt;br /&gt;we believe in You&lt;br /&gt;we believe in the power of Your word that is true&lt;br /&gt;we believe in You&lt;br /&gt;so we lay down our cause&lt;br /&gt;that our cross might be found in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied doing it my own way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied to do church and walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied there's no love in my life but You&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied living in yesterday's hour&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied to have the form but not the power&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied, Lord i am crucified in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we lay down our cause&lt;br /&gt;that our cross might be found in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love this song (: and daniel yee. &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW WHO THOSE TWO PEOPLE ARE.&lt;/strong&gt; ahahahahahahaahahhaahah. itz so obvious. ((((:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113429627981907991?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113429627981907991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113429627981907991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113429627981907991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113429627981907991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/12/believe.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113369838875955423</id><published>2005-12-04T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T04:13:08.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bzzt.</title><content type='html'>random title.&lt;br /&gt;look. i'm not gonna post any song here rite now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling bleh.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sms someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blink blink blink goes the cursor.. &lt;br /&gt;my head's resting on my left arm..&lt;br /&gt;someone distract me from this.&lt;br /&gt;quite sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know whwy im feeling so down.&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry. i'll prolly be fine by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;someone to sms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a epressing post. i really cant post it on my blog or some ppl wil start questioning and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;copying me.&lt;br /&gt;go away la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially depressed now.&lt;br /&gt;erh!&lt;br /&gt;how often do you see me like that.&lt;br /&gt;it's an honour okae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i be linked to someone who's like that and now know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god..&lt;br /&gt;i know you're out there.. with me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. please take this depression away.&lt;br /&gt;it's terrible. god you're able. nothing is too great for you.&lt;br /&gt;please help me focus on you and not the distractions that are making me feel down.&lt;br /&gt;thank you god. thank ou for friends like sarah and jane and jason and fu aun and really the rest of them.. they're a great bunch of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;in jesus' name i pray amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the picture's back. (shhh...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113369838875955423?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113369838875955423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113369838875955423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113369838875955423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113369838875955423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/12/bzzt.html' title='bzzt.'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113311572554634506</id><published>2005-11-28T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T10:22:56.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VBC 2005</title><content type='html'>well well&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do well for my &lt;strong&gt;king&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well&lt;br /&gt;i wanna &lt;strong&gt;reach high&lt;/strong&gt; in all things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; everything i do&lt;br /&gt;i know it's &lt;strong&gt;all for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna &lt;strong&gt;do well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;wanna&lt;/strong&gt; do well... FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;i may not be &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;best&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;even&lt;/strong&gt; like the rest&lt;br /&gt;but lord you &lt;strong&gt;see my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; when i work and play&lt;br /&gt;i wanna &lt;strong&gt;worship&lt;/strong&gt; you all day&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; serve&lt;/strong&gt; you from the start&lt;br /&gt;i wanna serve you &lt;strong&gt;from the start&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well well!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do well &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; my king&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna &lt;strong&gt;reach&lt;/strong&gt; high in all things&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;everything &lt;/strong&gt;i do&lt;br /&gt;i know it's all for&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; well&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do well..&lt;br /&gt;FOR &lt;strong&gt;YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior vacation bible camp rawked!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;shall post one photo here..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. posted abt camp in my blog.. go see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 146px" height="182" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/elisax/camp2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan me jc and the little kids.. so cute!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113311572554634506?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113311572554634506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113311572554634506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113311572554634506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113311572554634506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/vbc-2005.html' title='VBC 2005'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113248249937972719</id><published>2005-11-20T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:28:19.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is changing</title><content type='html'>Why does the world seem to be so unstable? is nothing going to always stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home again&lt;br /&gt;this sucks gotta pack up and leave again&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye to all my friends&lt;br /&gt;can't say when I'll be there again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time now to turn around&lt;br /&gt;Turn my back on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING (turn my back on) everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;when I turn around&lt;br /&gt;all out of my control&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing when I turn around&lt;br /&gt;all out of my control&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start back at this life&lt;br /&gt;Stretch myself back into the vibe&lt;br /&gt;I'm waking up to say I've tried&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waking up to another TV GUIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time now to turn around&lt;br /&gt;Turn and walk on this crazy ground oh oh oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;when I turn around&lt;br /&gt;all out of my control&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;out of what I know&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;Hanging from the ceiling lifes a mobile spinning round&lt;br /&gt;with mixed feelings crazy &amp; wild ...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wanna SCREAM OUT LOUD ....&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;All out of my control&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;out of what I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;when I turn around&lt;br /&gt;all out of my control&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;Everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;out of what I know&lt;br /&gt;everywhere I go I'm a mobile&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I'm a mobile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113248249937972719?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113248249937972719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113248249937972719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113248249937972719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113248249937972719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/everything-is-changing.html' title='Everything is changing'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-113241996641354167</id><published>2005-11-19T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T09:11:57.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee i shall obey mighty elisa's orders and post here &gt;.&lt;" haha. aaaanyway it's a chinese song by stefsun! whee i love chinese pop 'cos most of them are about love/romance unlike english pop which is mostly angst or some stupid rap. so here goes! this' the chinese theme song to the japanese movie "crying out love from the center of the world" which is one of my favourite movies! it's a really sad/touching/beautiful tearjerker and you should watch it too mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i changed the song to a guy's point of view (which suits the movie too) 'cos the original song is supposed to be sung by a female. it's just a matter of changing all the 他 to 她 laaa so no big deal =) and so well, i s'pose lots of us can relate to this song? &gt;.&lt;' teenage romance, haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want the song IM me!&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我也很想（她）- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;孙燕姿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时我们总有好多话 什么事都可以讲&lt;br /&gt;我的爱情比你早 却一直放在心上&lt;br /&gt;后来你们之间的变化 我不想再多说话&lt;br /&gt;经过了相遇和挣扎 我还是无法将她放下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是多久后的事了 有一天你突然问我&lt;br /&gt;在那个时候 是否也爱着她&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也很想她 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;在她的身上 曾找到翅膀&lt;br /&gt;只是那时的她 是因为你她开始飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也很想她 在某个地方&lt;br /&gt;我少了尴尬 你少了肩膀&lt;br /&gt;而夏天还是那么短 思念却很长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得 那年我们三个许下的愿望&lt;br /&gt;星星骗了我们 我们却因此上了一课&lt;br /&gt;成长必修的学分&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113241996641354167?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113241996641354167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113241996641354167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113241996641354167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113241996641354167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/whee-i-shall-obey-mighty-elisas-orders.html' title=''/><author><name>zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044611769290295420</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-17947901.post-113224525406360366</id><published>2005-11-18T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:34:14.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elisa's second post. hmmm.</title><content type='html'>im back.&lt;br /&gt;shanghai was great.&lt;br /&gt;go read my previous entries if you wanna know abt it.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahah... it was so so fun.. though we got into trouble with the teachers.. luckily not with the authorities because if we did what we did in singapore then it'd be quite illegal. shh.&lt;br /&gt;never gonna try that stunt again though.. it's just wild. cannot cannot.&lt;br /&gt;and don't think sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae nobody answered my question..&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to blog about music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan happy..&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan's world go round..&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan's music blog posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.. know what.. my knee is hurting for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i said something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan sad.&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan's world go flat.&lt;br /&gt;music makes dan's music blog er.. stsop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. i'm quite bored. can tell rite..&lt;br /&gt;then YAvette's gonna say that i crap too much..&lt;br /&gt;and dan's gonna say" you're retarded..like zhang"&lt;br /&gt;then the rest of you are gonna keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;oi! dan! i dun even know half the ppl here la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snore..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go slp le.. bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;nite nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113224525406360366?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113224525406360366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113224525406360366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113224525406360366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113224525406360366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/elisas-second-post-hmmm.html' title='elisa&apos;s second post. hmmm.'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113212446314316141</id><published>2005-11-15T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:01:03.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflector</title><content type='html'>hey. dun worry i wont let this die. and jyc rocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i've found your love&lt;br /&gt;I've never needed anything to fill my heart&lt;br /&gt;Even when i fall&lt;br /&gt;You're always there with open arms to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;From the start i knew&lt;br /&gt;No one else could make me feel the way you do&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i want to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit closer, just a little bit closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a reflector&lt;br /&gt;I want to shine with your glory&lt;br /&gt;I want to let the whole world know that you're Living in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to burn with your fire&lt;br /&gt;Shine my light a little brighter&lt;br /&gt;I want to let the whole world know that&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Lives in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;always stay on fire for GOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113212446314316141?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113212446314316141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113212446314316141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113212446314316141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113212446314316141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/reflector.html' title='Reflector'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-113172404966396895</id><published>2005-11-11T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T07:47:29.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, this song doesn't really focus much on lyrics but whatever it has is still really great. and the melody is quite heavenly and appealing, so yupps =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sail away too. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enya - Orinoco Flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sail, let me sail, let the orinoco flow,&lt;br /&gt;Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of tripoli.&lt;br /&gt;Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,&lt;br /&gt;Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the yellow sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From bissau to palau - in the shade of avalon,&lt;br /&gt;From fiji to tiree and the isles of ebony,&lt;br /&gt;From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon,&lt;br /&gt;From bali to cali - far beneath the coral sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the north to the south, ebudae into khartoum,&lt;br /&gt;From the deep sea of clouds to the island of the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Carry me on the waves to the lands I’ve never been,&lt;br /&gt;Carry me on the waves to the lands I’ve never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can sail, we can sail...&lt;br /&gt;We can steer, we can near with rob dickins at the wheel,&lt;br /&gt;We can sigh, say goodbye ross and his dependencies&lt;br /&gt;We can sail, we can sail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113172404966396895?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113172404966396895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113172404966396895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113172404966396895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113172404966396895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-this-song-doesnt-really-focus-much.html' title=''/><author><name>zhang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07044611769290295420</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-17947901.post-113153309993994051</id><published>2005-11-09T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:44:59.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this planet, well known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;inside out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yet many fail to realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the faces, hidden beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;two faces, of the sphere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we call home, earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a wonderful face, unable to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hide that hideousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a face, with skin and complexion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like that of a newborn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;innocent, amazine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it is one to behold, indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so beautifully created, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by the craftsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;greenery, blue seas, white peaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;only add to that rainbow of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;colours, brightening our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;decorating this home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that massive variety, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;can be seen in its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;counterpart, the other face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the attributes of nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;not applicable to the nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of the very people, who call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this place, their home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the words, deeds, actions;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the scars, the dried up blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nothing resembles that, of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;other crafted face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;same person, that craftsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;same wonderful work, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the fault of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;caused the ruin of another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the days of before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the faces similar, like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of identical twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;beautiful, stunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yet, one of the twins, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;granted the luxury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of choice, to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;abused it, unfortunately, it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one bad choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a lifetime of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;suffering for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one by one, they appeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the flaws seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the scars made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the destruction certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;down came one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stood strongly, the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yet the craftsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;showered his love on both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the two products&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;living together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yet the scarred one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wanted the other to suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;reason is unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;speculation many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one thing for certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it couldnt stand its beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;unknowingly, it started to destroy the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;exact place they live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;taking down the decor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stripping it bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the consequences ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;awareness present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;passive to do something, thus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;continuing in its folly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there will come a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when facing the music is apparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;change that face many try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;change that face many fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;most hate, that face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of theirs, most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;still dont know that its them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;who contribute to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hate that face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yet knowing full well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i form part of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but the hatred there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but that one who caused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all the ruin way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is sneaky and manipulates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;such that hate is neutralised to passiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the craftsman, all powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;killed the sneaky one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but the time has not come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for the great fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;unknown to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that time of victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;except to one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the craftman himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that time, all will fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the two faces, both the good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the ugly, not to mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the craftsman will work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with ease to create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;new products, yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;something of the old will be kept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;those who know will wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in much anticipation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the rest still oblivious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to the destruction looming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all a matter of perception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;take the right one, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;take the wrong one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the choice still present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like long ago we had, that choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;still present in our midst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this the result of the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of that craftsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;fail to appreciate it we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;try to do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is a need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the face of the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the pride of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;humanity before sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the downfall of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;was not the end of his love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;instead, save us He did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but left the end choice to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;make the right choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;most do at the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but stray from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;part of that some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ask for forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;preserve this face of humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whatever unscarred area is left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;heal those wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to bring it back to its peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but a limit to what we can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the rest all up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113153309993994051?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113153309993994051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113153309993994051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113153309993994051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113153309993994051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-planet-well-known-inside-out.html' title=''/><author><name>sam chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12989638144422698570</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-17947901.post-113133939495703286</id><published>2005-11-06T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:56:34.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea why im posting. and YOU. dun let this blog die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand before You now my Saviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shouting Your praise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've&lt;strong&gt; changed my world and made my heart sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;lay it at Your feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; now with You my God&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;broke my chains of sin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're&lt;strong&gt; always there&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;lift me when I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;never let me go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I &lt;strong&gt;give You my all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found You everything around me is &lt;strong&gt;changing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing&lt;/strong&gt; will be the same&lt;br /&gt;Now that You've &lt;strong&gt;saved me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to shout Your fame &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to sing Your praise&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; saviour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt; inside of me&lt;br /&gt;You are the &lt;strong&gt;light&lt;/strong&gt; that let's me see&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;only One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNITED LIVE : ONLY ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113133939495703286?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113133939495703286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113133939495703286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113133939495703286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113133939495703286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-no-idea-why-im-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113055449139065691</id><published>2005-10-28T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T19:54:51.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I</title><content type='html'>Who am I&lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;That the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I&lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I&lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113055449139065691?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113055449139065691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113055449139065691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113055449139065691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113055449139065691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-113033719198431718</id><published>2005-10-26T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:33:11.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yohoho!!</title><content type='html'>hello ppl.. i haven't check out this blog yet.. but i'm just posting anyway..&lt;br /&gt;so who's here.. sam chan..lil yvette.. adwyn.. rite?&lt;br /&gt;wow.. you've got 3 debators here dan!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. by the way, our school's coachless......... gah!&lt;br /&gt;music rox huh?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. ok la..  so i'm supposed to blog about my love for music is it? that's gonna be quite lame ya noe..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'M FLYING OFF TO CHINA WITH THE OUTSTANDING CLASS 2005 TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness... i'm oh so excited!! i cant wait manx.. haven't even finished packing..&lt;br /&gt;been so much busier since exams ended.. been painting over a hundred names for the kids at COSI children's village.. hours of worship practice in school (there.. music).. making curtains.. attempting to clean up my room..but failing.. doing tuition homework(yes still have tuition).. and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;hey the police are going round to look for good and nice drivers tmr so drive properly k you guys.. i'll be flying my plane way up high in the clouds..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.. stop me.. i'm going crazy..&lt;br /&gt;little yvette, i'm sorry.. but wont be gg to church on sunday so i wont be able to pass you any love letter so... i'll let daniel write it for me?? hahah... you wont mind rite.. just that he'll prolly be too shy to write any girl a love note.. not saying that he's in love.. which he is.. but sadly, not with a girl but.. a boy.. his name's peter chan mei wa.. mei wa means pretty frog.. i'm sure you know that.. unique name eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. enuff.. i'm gonna go post on my blog now..&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl..&lt;br /&gt;dan link me&lt;br /&gt;elisax.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elisa signing off...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113033719198431718?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113033719198431718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113033719198431718' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113033719198431718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113033719198431718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/yohoho.html' title='yohoho!!'/><author><name>elisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113023164592226031</id><published>2005-10-25T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T02:14:05.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know the real me</title><content type='html'>All that I did was walk over&lt;br /&gt;Start off by shaking your hands&lt;br /&gt;That's how it went&lt;br /&gt;I had a smile on my face and I sat up straight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me there&lt;br /&gt;You just shut me out&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore me&lt;br /&gt;If you had your way&lt;br /&gt;You'd just shut me up&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away&lt;br /&gt;(That i'm so unwanted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I just don't understand why you won't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;It hurts that I'm so unwanted for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk words against me&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away&lt;br /&gt;I tried to belong&lt;br /&gt;It didn't seem wrong&lt;br /&gt;My head aches&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long&lt;br /&gt;I'll write this song&lt;br /&gt;If that's what it take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away&lt;br /&gt;Make me go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113023164592226031?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113023164592226031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113023164592226031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113023164592226031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113023164592226031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/do-you-know-real-me.html' title='Do you know the real me'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113022831393433182</id><published>2005-10-25T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:18:33.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;LOOK TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;i know you &lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt; for me&lt;br /&gt;i know you &lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you &lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you &lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;your life for all my sin&lt;br /&gt;now i stand here in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in your grace&lt;/strong&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look into the sky above&lt;br /&gt;wonder how my life has changed&lt;br /&gt;wonder how your love it came to me&lt;br /&gt;when i look into the sky above&lt;br /&gt;all my fears so far away&lt;br /&gt;and all i feel is heaven calling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i look to you&lt;br /&gt;so i look to you&lt;br /&gt;no one else would do&lt;br /&gt;no one else would do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNITED LIVE : LOOK TO YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113022831393433182?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113022831393433182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113022831393433182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113022831393433182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113022831393433182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/look-to-you-i-know-you-love-me-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17947901.post-113007322955355221</id><published>2005-10-23T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T06:13:49.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun wanna let you go... but maybe i will have to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey guys... i just got back my grade 7 piano results... i got distinction!!! yay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, i went to see the electric guitars at yamaha yesterday. saw a few cool ones. but.... they all cost more than 430 bucks. so i guess i will have to wait long long till i get one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day after day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time passed away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I just can't get you out of my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody knows, I hide it inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep on searching but I just can't find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The courage to show to let you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never felt love like this before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And once again I'm thinking about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking the easy way out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if I let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What my life would be holding you close to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I ever see you smiling back at me ? (oh yeah) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How will I know if I let you go ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night after night I hear myself say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't this feeling just fade away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's no one like you (no one like you) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You speak to my heart (speak to my heart) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's such a a shame we're worlds apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too shy to ask, I'm too proud to lose &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But sooner or later I gotta choose &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And once again I'm thinking about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking the easy way out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I let you go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; will never know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What my life would be, holding you close to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I ever see you smiling back at me? (oh yeah) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How will I know if I let you go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-113007322955355221?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/113007322955355221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=113007322955355221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113007322955355221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/113007322955355221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-dun-wanna-let-you-go-but-maybe-i.html' title='i dun wanna let you go... but maybe i will have to...'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-112954464791345600</id><published>2005-10-17T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T03:24:07.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell the World</title><content type='html'>Don't want to stand here and shout Your praise &lt;br&gt;And walk away and forget Your Name &lt;br&gt;I'll stand for you if it's all I do &lt;br&gt;Cause there is none that compare to You &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cause all I want in this lifetime is You &lt;br&gt; And all i want in this whole world is you &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell the world that Jesus lives &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that, tell the world that &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that he died for them &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that he lives again &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No longer I but Christ in me  &lt;br&gt;Cause it's the truth that set me free &lt;br&gt;How could this world be a better place? &lt;br&gt;But by thy mercy and by thy grace &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You &lt;br&gt;C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell the world that Jesus lives &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that, tell the world that &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that he died for them &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that he lives again &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You &lt;br&gt; Tell the world that &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that&lt;br&gt;C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You &lt;br&gt;Tell the world that&lt;br&gt;Tell the world that &lt;br&gt;About You  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-112954464791345600?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/112954464791345600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=112954464791345600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/112954464791345600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/112954464791345600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/tell-world.html' title='Tell the World'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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-17947901.post-112954372605227057</id><published>2005-10-17T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T03:08:46.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi...</title><content type='html'>Hey... my 3rd blog. sort of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this blog is dedicated to music. i guess you can tell i luv music, so just look around my real blog while i get this up and runnin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dannyboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17947901-112954372605227057?l=--friends--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/feeds/112954372605227057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17947901&amp;postID=112954372605227057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/112954372605227057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17947901/posts/default/112954372605227057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://--friends--.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi.html' title='Hi...'/><author><name>Dannyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172689448794504153</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></feed>
